Witterings of A Starry Eyed Sixth Year

Some little idiot has gone and LOCKED me out onto the bloody Observatory Tower, and I can't get out. And Dad's gone home already, so would someone PLEASE let me out?

Alohomora doesn't work. I've already tried. Five billion fucking times.

This is not quite how I envisioned spending the rest of my life here.

Ever encountered McLaggen someone whom you could not believe could get any thicker, and then they do?

On the upside, I've stopped being bored.

On the downside, I think I have a headache.

( Private to Desmond )

( Private to Ravenclaws )

Oh, for the love of Merlin.

I thought having Aurors stationed around Hogwarts was to stop people barging their way into the grounds as they pleased. Why is my sister here? Why isn't she yelling herself hoarse over at home? It's only in Hogsmeade! Why am I sitting in a family meeting in Dad's office? It's far too early in the morning to be discussing our mother, wedding plans, her 'emotionally inept' fiance and our mother. Did I mention our mother? Can I never mention her again?

Would someone save me a bowl of porridge and a slice or two of raisin toast? I was up quite early today, but I'm being detained elsewhere.

And then can I have a hug?