Sunshine and Daisies

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Er...I hadn't owled my mum in a while. I was busy with Prefect duties, Quidditch starting back up, NEWT Classes.

And now...some of that seems so trivial compared to...this.

If you have no clue what I'm talking about, read the Prophet or ask someone who does. Just...not me, ok? I'll talk when I'm ready.

I miss her so much.

So, my mum owled me. That nice lady who helped her when I was born won't answer her Floo. The lady's name is Doris Crockford. She used to always bring me presents for my birthday and Yuletide.

It's strange.

Yesterday's Quidditch game left me heavily anticipating our match against Gryffindor.

Gryffindors, looking forward to a nice, clean game.

Hufflepuffs, do you think we're ready?

Zacharias? Ernie? Susan? Anything new with any of you that you haven't told me amidst all our N.E.W.T. level classes?

*lounging on the big yellow rug in the center of the room*

So, Susan.. Heard anything from Dean Thomas? He's quite the looker, and nice to boot, but I'll take Ernie any day over Dean.

*picks up notebook full of Prefect notes and such*

*finishes writing on a piece of parchment*

( Owl to Lavender Brown )

*sigh*

I'm tired of being at home with nothing to do.

Just because the Ministry finally cottoned on to what my classmates and I believed and knew to be true, my parents have all but locked me in this house.

Surely there's someone else around this town that knows what's going on. Anyone? I'd love to have company one day.

I wonder what Ernie, Susan, and Justin are doing right now...