HARMONIA MOON

I need a quick decision:

• Faerie
• Butterfly

Please vote.

Sitting in class, sometimes I cannot help but stare at the world around me and wish I could be experiencing greater things than learning how vanishing charms or things. I do like my education and Hogwarts has been a wonderful place, but I think about the world as a whole and I wish I could be seeing it all. The great civil wars going on in other countries.... the famous sites and locations built thousands of years ago... other wizarding areas.... I have heard that the Wizarding area of France is quite amazing to see, and there are a lot of things to look at. Someone even told me that on occasion there are performers that hang about the streets of Wizarding France and sing and have a crazy little show. I'd love to see that, really.

But, alas, here I am... sitting in the library working on my Charms assignment.

Ever since the Hogsmeade weekend was announced I have been itching to get outside.

I mean out-out, not just out in the courtyard or anything.

I do like Hogwarts, but the halls grow dull; the classes fail to hold my interest when the subject changes at times; the rumours grow old; and the rain clouds my mind.

To ask for a sunny, happy Hogsmeade would, perhaps, be too much. I will settle for rain-less, at the very least. Or even -- slight drizzle.



My owl is very weird, I've decided. She seems to like sleeping by the window nearest my bed instead of in the Owlery. Silly girl.

Today I realized that if you repeat a word over and over again, trying to make sense of the sound of it, it sounds even weirder.

For instance, today I was thinking about how rather strange the word, "Acromantula" sounds. I said it a few times in my head, then a few out loud, and as I did that -- the word sounded even weirder and weirder to the point where I seriously began questioning the sound of other words.

Doubting the English language is a very scary thing.




Other than that, I am quite sleepy, but I've got this Astronomy essay to finish. I'm putting it off because I have too much to say and I don't know how to condense it.

( Harmonia A. Moon )