Right then. Lesson learned for me? Don't sit up at night with the journal on your lap. Bloody thing must've slipped after I dropped off and somehow landed under one of the unused beds in the dorm.

Have you ever looked under those things? Nightmare, really. I don't think the House Elves do too decent a job with cleaning there because I swear I found a chocolate frog from ages ago right next to my journal. Didn't taste too bad though.

I miss anything?