So Harry HEXED HERMIONE!!!>!>!>!!!!
Yesterday Hermione made this post
about how she went and volunteered to help Madam Pomfrey out by testing potions. All these Healers and Madam Pomfrey and a slew of other people are working to figure out how to get the Muggleborns their magic back. They've been making potions and such and need people to try them on so a bunch of us volunteered. I don't really care for having my blood drawn as it's RIGHT CREEPY but I volunteered anyway cos I just want my Hermione to have her magic and be happy, see? Anyway, a tonne of people went up and took the potion and did the testing and, according to Hermione, some of the Muggleborn kids felt something
!!!>>! Something is better than nothing, right? And SOMETHING, even if it's only a little, could mean EVERYTHING sooner or later!
Oh. Right. Harry.
So Harry and Hermione were being right dodgy in her journal and I wanted to know what the sod was going on, only Hermione kept insisting that she couldn't tell me and that Harry would have to. He beat around the ruddy bush for YONKS but I reckon he realised that it was better to tell me than to have me try to force him to spit it out.
Hermione came along when I met up with Harry out by the Fat Lady. We went about the castle until we found a vacant classroom in a section that'd already been patrolled by prefects for the night.
He didn't want to tell me but eventually it came out that he'd told Hermione about Sirius and the mirror and that he HEXED MY GIRLFRIEND WITH THE TATTLE-TALE HEX!!!>!>!> so she'd not run off and tell Professor Lupin!! I, er, nearly lost my head which meant that Harry NEARLY ACTUALLY LOST HIS!!!>!>!> After I shouted at him a bit to take it off, he played us! Well, I reckon it wasn't really played, but he was right sly!
See, I don't really like this mirror thingee either. I don't think it's a good idea AT ALL and I know for damned sure that Hermione doesn't either. Besides, if he's messing about contacting a dead-- contacting Sirius, Professor Lupin ought to know and I told him so.
I dunno why, but Harry said he'd take the hex off of Hermione if we let him be the one to go tell Professor Lupin. I reckon that's better than him saying that he'd never ever tell, so we agreed and Hermione got un-hexed and gah the rest of the night was a ruddy blur between the bellowing and the pleading and the emotions and the EVERYSODDINGTHINGELSE.
Bloody hell. I need to go make tea.