nineteen seventy-seven.

I've noticed that my Defense Against the Dark Arts notes have gone missing. If anyone sees a notebook with my initials printed on top, please return it to me as soon as possible. I have a few suspects in mind:

1. Sirius Black

Oh wait. That's all I have.

Warded to Eloise

So.

Yeah, I think it should be the weekend.

WARDED TO JULIET

I'm confused.

Characters: Tristan Renshaw & Juliet Selwyn
When: 3rd of September, 1977. Backdated.
Where: 7th Year Ravenclaw Boys Dorm
Summary: Juliet tries to apologise.
Warnings: SFW.
Status: Complete.

( Tristan wondered if the only type of friends they could ever be were the ones that couldn’t keep their hands off each other.  )

WELL HELLO EVERYONE. It is I, James Potter. Head Boy.

Yeah, I know. What the bloody blazes? I have a few theories:

1) Dumbledore smokes tons of marijuana. He and Fawkes blaze up together, and in a moment of "clarity" he decided to make me Head Boy. Fawkes clucked (or something) in approval. (Yeah. CLUCKED. Like I know what sound phoenixes make. Sheesh.)

2) He thinks Evans can reform me and/or he wants to make Evans' life hell. Therefore, he must hate beautiful redheads.

3) He wants me to take over the school even moreso than I have already.

4) He thinks that this will teach me responsibility and maturity. (Key word: thinks).

5) He ACTUALLY believes I'm the best fit! In which case....wow, Hogwarts. Just wow.

So I reckon this'll be an iiiiiinteresting year.

To whoever left the banana peel right outside the Great Hall, I personally would like to thank you for giving me a sore arse bum. And to everyone else who would like to indulge in bananas, do remember to dispose of it appropriately - if only to save other people's bums.

Congratulations on making it through the first week everyone! That wasn't too bad now, was it?

In any case, here's a riddle for your amusement:

What's black and white and red all over?

A sugar quill to whoever gives me the best answer!

Is it June yet?

Bloody hell, I do not miss waking up early for classes. At all.

No, Myrtle, I do not miss your wailing. I don't even know why they called you moaning since your moans are such a disgrace to moaning in general. Can someone teach her the proper way to moan, please?

In other news, Hogwarts hasn't changed. Or has it? I've yet to find a reason it has.

Helping lost first years to their classes never gets old. Never.

Oh, look. Finally found my journal. Which means, despite everyone moving on from the bullshit 'welcome back' entries, I'm going to catch up.

So, tell me how average or not so average your summers were.