Cornflake Girl

Cornflake Girl

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Ah, that's what Ron was pointing at. I should really wave to Cho, being a fellow Ravenclaw and all, but she's with Marietta and she's the one that ratted us all out. I could go in and sit with Harry and his friends, but their compartment is full. Oh well, its fun watching them through the glass. It reminds me of that thing daddy brought home from his trip to Japan when he was hunting for an Asian Flummox. It's a hybrid of a flubber worm and a musk-ox. I didn't really know why he brought home that "television" thing. Watching our old family album is much more entertaining. Daddy said that he's seen Muggles do something with a clothes hanger to get a better image, but we both agreed that's just silly.

I'll have so much to tell daddy when I see him. He still can't believe that I'm friends with Harry Potter. I've met quite a few friends this year really, odd that they would all be Gryffindors. I wish the people in my own house were more interesting. All they want to is study. Where's the fun in that? Besides, I already know how to do all the stuff they're teaching us. I think that they all believe I've gone round the twist, but I'm just bored with it all. With Gryffindors it's different; they're always up to something. And that Ron Weasley, he's more fun than a barrel of Jabberwockys. The Hermione could use with loosening up though. She's just so...logical. I realize she takes grades more seriously than most, but she doesn't have to dedicate her life to it. I still haven't forgiven her for calling daddy's paper rubbish. All of those stories are true. Even now The Hobgoblins are auditioning for new lead singers. Ginny's ok, she can't help it that Hermione can't see the forest for the Bowtruckles. Neville's a sweetie; he just needs to believe in himself more. I think we can expect great improvements from him in the future. And then there's Harry. What can I say about my one true soul mate?

Never was a cornflake girl

Thought that was a good solution

Hangin' with the raisin girls

She's gone to the other side

Given us the yo heave ho

Things are getting kind of gross

And I go to sleepy time

This is not really happening

You bet your life it is

I must remember to tell daddy all about those DA meetings. He'll be so pleased that I was able to really practice them this year. Now that I'm better at dark magic, perhaps we could make another stab at capturing a Venomous Toad Strangler. I'd certainly be game! Or, maybe we could purchase a pair of Thestrals from Hagrid and breed them. And then Harry could come over and we could go riding, just he and I. His mind is so refreshing from the norm. He's not at all like most of the boys his age. Ginny said she practically threw herself at him her first year, and he acted the perfect gentleman. I do hope he's gotten over that by now though. I felt such a connection with him, and I hardly connect with anyone. Most people are just so...beige.

I never did understand what Harry saw in Cho, she's about as beige as they come. I understood her and Cedric; they were the same kind of people. They were much more concerned with how their hair looked than is they were about to sit on a Nargle. Yes, Harry showed a bit of superficiality there, but he wised up in the end. I'm glad, I would have hated to accidentally let it slip that she stuffs. At least Hermione and I were on the same page on that one; neither of us wanted Harry giving his heart to Cho. I wonder why she was so against it though. I'll have to remember to ask Ginny if she knows if Hermione stuffs.

Peel out the watchword

Just

Peel out the watchword

Hermione thought I was pretty damn important on Valentine's Day though. When she originally asked me to meet her at the Three Broomsticks, I got a little concerned. That would have explained why she never made a move on Ron or Harry though. Seeing Rita Skeeter there didn't help either. She used to write for the Daily Prophet. Often is the time I've seen her face blinking up at me as I've been enjoying my fish and chips. She looks better with malt vinegar on her, gives her some more color. I wish I hadn't gone by Madame Puddifoot's though, there's only one reason couples go there. You don't have to be a Ravenclaw to figure out what Cho was planning. I'm surprised they don't rent out rooms by the hour. It must not have worked out though, Harry showed up just a few minutes later. At least I hope it didn't work out, although that would explain why Cho seemed to go off him so quick.

Daddy was so pleased to her Harry's interview. We hadn't sold that many copies since we did that exclusive on Gringott's plan to switch over to the Euro. It even outsold our full-color exclusive on the mating habits of the Crumple Horned Snorkack. Daddy had even included recipes. Of course, Umbridge banning it from the school was what really spiked the sales. I heard that non-creased copies were selling in Diagon Alley for over a hundred galleons. And I've never seen so many letters to the editor before. I wasn't even aware that owls could get hernias. Harry convinced so many people that Voldemort was back, it was really what needed to happen. I'm surprised Fudge didn't get his army of Heliopaths after us.

She knows what's going on

Seems we got a cheaper feel now

All the sweeteaze are gone

Gone to the other side

With my encyclopedia

They musta paid her a nice price

She's putting on her string bean love

This is not really happening

You bet your life it is

The best part of this year though was out rescue mission to the Ministry. I can't believe Harry thought he could do all that on his own. I mean, what was the point of learning how to do all those defensive spells if we weren't given the chance to use them? I must say, I was honored to be the only non-Gryffindor to be invited. The whole thing was rather fascinating, apart from that stunning spell to the chest of course. The six of us fought very well together, thanks to Harry's brilliant leadership. Daddy was so proud when I told him how we had held off all of those Death Eaters until reinforcements showed up. Daddy never did like Lucious Malfoy, especially after we got that tip that he had made all of his money off illegal off shore Gobstone clubs.

And this all lead up to the single greatest moment of my life, talking to Harry before the end of term feast. He looked so vulnerable when he came walking up to me. And he was so concerned for me when I told him I'd had most of my possessions stolen. He's just so compassionate and sensitive for a boy of fifteen or a boy of any age really. I told him about my nickname being "Loony." I think he may have already known that, I'll bet Hermione told him. I'll have to come up with one for her, something that rhymes with boring. And then he even offered to help me. Nobody's ever offered to help me with anything before. That's when I knew he really cared about me, and that I really cared about him too. I didn't even mind telling him about mom. I'd never talked about mother with anyone but father before. It was quite freeing. And he had heard the voices behind the veil also. I wonder if he knows what this could mean? I wonder if he mentioned it to Dumbledore? He must not have, he would have said something about it.

Well, we're slowing down, so we must be getting close to the station. I always like to be one of the first out. I hate to make daddy wait. I do so look forward to getting to Sweden. If we do manage to catch a Crumple Horned Snorkack, I think I'll owl it to Harry. I hope that's not being too forward. Maybe I should start with something smaller. Maybe I'll send him a Danish Dervish, or a Finnish Frost Frog. I mean, I don't want him to think I'm easy. I can't wait to see what happens next year. I do hope there will be another adventure.

Rabbit where'd you get the keys girl

And the man with the golden gun

Thinks he knows so much

Thinks he knows so much

Rabbit where'd you put the keys

Girl