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We went to Percy Weasley's wedding on Saturday. Things were kind of weird. Hermione was my date and I think Mrs Weasley is angry at us but we didn't really get to talk to her. It was a nice wedding though, there weren't alot of people there so it wasn't a huge crowd or anything which is nice. I met some of Ron's cousins and his uncles and I'd never met them before, everyone has red hair and one of Mr Weasley's brothers has something like eight kids so it was neat. And I reckon I'm the only person who didn't know that Bill's girlfriend was Fleur Delacour. No one else seemed surprised to see her there so I felt kind of dumb.

Ron's hand is better, so we want to play Quidditch on Saturday. If anyone else wants to play they can, and Ginny had better be there. We should probably be studying but I think I'm going to explode soon. The more I study I feel like I know even less because I'm trying to remember everything and it makes me forget the old stuff and then I can barely remember the new stuff either. Sirius says you have to take breaks so I think Quidditch counts.

You have to get alot of N.E.W.T.s for Auror study so at least we're doing the same thing but I wish I was doing something easier. I don't even know if I should be aiming to be an Auror or not but I can't think of anything I'd rather do. Ernie Macmillan always makes Unspeakables sound so cool but what do they even do? I think he's taking the N.E.W.T.s to be one but he's not saying what he's taking for it anyway. Unspeakables might turn out to do something really awful so I'd rather try to be an Auror. I think I'm going to do horribly though, Ron and Hermione are both really obsessed about studying and I feel like I'm slacking.
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A Journal Entry
by Harry James Potter, aged seventeen years, three hundred and thirteen days.

A gift to the masses from the Boy Who Lived.

A symphony of words.

A touching demonstration of my fondness for the little people, as shown by my ability to continue interacting with them despite the fact that I am, of course, above all of this, which is why I usually do not bother with updating this journal.

To my best estimate, I awoke at 07.47 yesterday morning. I took one look at the mirror beside my bed and thought, 'It's good to be Harry Potter' before giving my reflection its customary good morning wink. Whistling a tuneless tune, I voyaged valiantly to the shower and checked for shades of evil lurking in the shadows. Seeing that there were none, I proceeded. Afterwards, I carefully arranged my hair out of place and speckled water onto my glasses so that people would continue to wonder how I can possibly see out of them for all the spots on the lenses.

For breakfast, I evidently ate enough toast to feed my little friend Ron Weasley's entire family for a year, along with a healthy glass of milk. I enjoy bread, as it reminds me of the time I swam the Channel and built a makeshift raft out of stale bread. I, of course, always make certain to get enough Calcium on a daily basis. Should I find out that anyone else doesn't meet the Calcium requirement, I shall likely have you killed and/or thrown out of Hogwarts. I can do that, you see. For I am Harry Potter. We all know that I'm running the show.

After breakfast it was a quick stop to Dumbledore's office to advise him on financial matters and then I was off to Double Charms. We've been learning the Patronus Charm and since I already know all I need to know, Professor Flitwick awarded me with a brand new home just off of Vienna. The property deeds shall be here soon. I also received six hundred house points for Gryffindor due to the fact that I slept in what Flitwick deemed 'an angelic manner.' The Ravenclaws were stunned and broke into a spontaneous standing ovation.

On the way to lunch, several first years handed me gold for honouring them with my presence in the corridor. I paused to ponder the wonders of being me and stood at the window poetically, watching the inferior sunlight on the courtyard. I made a note to myself to ask that the sun be dimmed so that it's no longer brighter than my the gleam of my teeth and continued to the Great Hall.

My lunch was served on a silver platter, which invoked needless jealousy in my peers, but as I informed them that I'd developed a way to rid the world of freckles, they got over it. I spoke at length about world hunger and had one of the other Gryffindors start a row with a Slytherin who was wasting food. Good lord, I simply cannot stand to see others waste food. It's an abomination, and I, Harry Potter, shan't stand for it any longer.

I perused a copy of The Daily Prophet, and seeing there were only the requisite five articles about me in this edition, passed it on to Colin Creevey. I am so giving.

Today was a lengthy day, given that we had Double Charms in the morning and Double Herbology after lunch. Professor Sprout asked me to teach the class in her place, as she was forced to recognise that I know more about Herbology than she does, but I demurely declined. She seemed insulted, but opted not to say anything, as she likely knew that I would beat her to a bloody pulp if she did. Professors.

I did have a conversation with that Hermione Granger, but I can't be bothered to remember the details any longer.

After Herbology, Draco Malfoy forced me to watch while he worked tirelessly on repairing the robes that got burnt the other evening. I suppose I could have helped to make the task easier. I, however, would have none of this and decided to sit lazily on the table whilst summarising my day for him in immaculate detail. I do wish that I could be as stoic as Draco Malfoy. There he was, a set of robes singed, and did he complain? As a matter of fact, he didn't. Upon discovering that his task was fruitless, he instead threw them in the dustbin without a word about the loss of his robes, which even burnt were in far better condition than mine. Draco Malfoy is a veritable god, and even my heroic glow is dulled in his presence.

His skin is so flawless, and mine is so flawed. I must admit, I'm quite jealous that I've never managed to keep up with him in lessons. I'm quite concerned about the potion we're to brew on Friday, but Malfoy seemed to have things under control. I sought his precious advice, but even so I am certain that my potion shall be a mere shadow of his. Oh, to be a Malfoy.

A few hours later, I was honoured to walk to the Great Hall in the presence of Draco Malfoy. I enjoyed dinner and alot of small talk with that redheaded fellow you frequently see me with. We discussed putting a Quidditch game together, but I doubt that he shall have the time, given that he's constantly busy hanging off the breast of one of the Patil twins.

I slept fitfully last night, which was rather worrisome. I shall have to force myself to sleep earlier this evening, despite the fact that this likely means I will end up going to bed immediately after dinner. How will I digest?

I'm currently in the library waiting to go to Transfiguration, as I've a free spot on Thursday mornings. I've just informed Draco Malfoy of a dream I had last night in which I was being chased by a ravenous piece of toast that was evidently tired of being eaten by me. I'm clearly disturbed.

Current Mood: enraged

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Today was okay. It's Thursday, so we had the afternoon free, and I had the morning free too. Really we just had Transfiguration and Charms. I think I'm better at Charms than Transfiguration, because we've been learning to transfigure Professor McGonagall's desk into a pig and mine only ever gets a snout and sometimes a tail but it's still a desk.

I wish Quidditch wasn't over. On Saturday Ron and Ginny and Evan and I went to the pitch threw the Quaffle around and let the Snitch out but it wasn't really exciting, you know? It was fun because it was Quidditch and flying, but sometimes we just handed the Quaffle over to each other, it wasn't like a real match. It was fun though.

Hermione's going really mad about N.E.W.T.s. Which is a huge shock. We're having tea with Hagrid later so I reckon I should probably eat a really big dinner so I'm full.

I wish term wasn't almost over. It feels like it was just Christmas. It's weird how fast things go. I mean, it's weird that we're even seventh years. First year wasn't that long ago, but it must have been because it was six years. Things change too much, I think, but I guess it's good sometimes.
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We have our last match today. It's weird because last week I didn't really think about how it was the last match so much, and we weren't even supposed to have this one, but now that we're having this one I can't stop thinking about it. I wish we could have twelve matches a year instead of just the six. I guess we can still play for fun but it's not the same thing, it's not as exciting or scary or anything. I wish I had another year at Hogwarts just for the Quidditch.

Last week was a really great game. I don't think I'm supposed to say that but it was really fun and exciting and I liked it. We all got detention on Monday, but we don't have to serve them till next week, or I guess this week, because Professor McGonagall let us have the rest of the week we just had for practice. That was nice of her. We haven't got our assignments yet but I don't think it will be too bad.

Everyone's going really loony about N.E.W.T.s. Ron's working really hard too, I forget how many he has to get but it makes me tired just thinking about it. I don't want to take them. No one does, I reckon, but I just mean that's the end, then, when we take them. We go home pretty soon after they're over.

I used to wish I was Quidditch captain but I don't think I'd do a good job. Evan is really obsessed. I thought I was obsessed with Quidditch but Evan knows Quidditch limericks. I don't know how much time he spends planning practices but he always has all these new ways to practise and I couldn't come up with any of that stuff. I watched the end of a Slytherin practice this week and they do all sorts of stuff too. I think the Slytherin captain works hard too, I mean you'd think he wouldn't but he does. Susan's a really good captain too. I don't know anything about Mullarkey. I guess Quidditch captains are just that way. Evan doesn't make us breakfast before matches though and I kind of wish he would. I think Ginny should start a campaign to get him to do it.
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We had Quidditch practice today. It got pretty warm out lately so it was really nice flying. Not like summer or anything but it's probably better that way, anyway. It seems really weird that there's only three months left at Hogwarts, it doesn't seem like we won't come back in autumn. I don't even know what I'm going to do after we leave. I can only ever think of one thing and it's pretty stupid, because I almost didn't get enough O.W.L.s for it after Potions and then we have N.E.W.T.s and I won't get the right amount of Potions again. I don't even think you need Potions that much for stuff that you're supposed to or everyone says you will. We learnt all this stuff in maths in my old school, before Hogwarts I mean, that they said we were going to need and you never do. I bet Potions is the same way. Some stuff is too important to do on your own forever, so you have to get someone else and alot you won't need and if you do you probably won't remember how anymore. I like Defence Against the Dark Arts more, at least when Sirius or Remus teaches. Sirius's lessons have been really cool lately.

Easter break is coming up soon. I hope it doesn't get cold again first because I don't want to spend the whole time inside. Maybe me and Sirius can put together that Quidditch stuff or something.

Ron said a bunch of people cracked from studying tonight or something and now everybody's going to have a party. I guess I'll go if he wants. I don't want to study anymore either and I'd rather hang out with Ron than sleep because that's probably what I'd just do instead if he went and I didn't go. I think Seamus is asking about it so I guess we'll do that if that's what people want to do.
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Ron cooked me breakfast in bed for his good deed for today, so that was pretty interesting. He woke me up kind of early, but I had to trim the twigs on Justin's broom before Sirius's lesson today anyway so it was a good thing I got up.

I haven't really seen that much of Justin all week. Every time I find him it's the back of him because he's already leaving the room. I followed him a couple times, but I think he started thinking I was following him everywhere so I stopped that. I emailed him a few times and sent him a couple notes with Hedwig, but he didn't answer them, and yeah. So that was great. Then he cursed me a bunch of times when I wasn't looking in the dungeons this morning and I still don't know why. I didn't mean to knock him out but now everyone in Hufflepuff is probably going to think I'm out to get him. Or at least they will now that I just said that. I don't think anyone knows who hit anyone in the dungeons, to be honest. Snape started putting curses on Sirius as soon as he came in, and I reckon someone thought that was what we were supposed to be doing too and then everyone started doing it back to everyone else. Everyone keeps transfiguring everyone else's wands now, too, and I kind of wish they wouldn't. Hermione and Ernie had cauldrons on their heads, and I thought someone put them there but they were using them as helmets. You would think you'd be able to figure out whose idea that was, but I can't even tell.

Sirius was in hospital all day because he put Snape's rooms on the Quidditch pitch. It was just really, really funny. I think he did it piece by piece, like with Colin and that car last year. Maybe he just moved them. I don't really know. Anyway I don't think it's worse than having Sirius's chair turn into a bathtub in the middle of lunch.

We have to fill out questions about our partners and I don't know what to say at all because Justin is too busy reading Martin Miggs to answer the questions so I hope we're not getting marks for it or anything. Tomorrow we're having a big feast in the Three Broomsticks and if I have to sit with Justin he's probably going to put a curse on me for putting a curse on him. I only put a curse on him because he put some on me first anyway. At least we're getting our stuff back. I didn't know what my prized possession was before. I don't think anyone expected theirs to be what it was, so that was kind of neat. Some people had funny ones and some people had serious ones and it was sort of fun to see what people had. I wasn't really surprised about mine when I found out. I didn't think about it and I didn't notice anything was missing when I woke up, and then when everyone said we were missing something all I could think about was my Quidditch gloves because I couldn't find them last week, which is really stupid. But trying to think about it I couldn't think of anything else, you know? Ron had them anyway.
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Hi, this is really mostly for Justin Finch-Fletchley.

Did you get my owl this morning? She came back without my note but you didn't respond. Do you still have my stuff?
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I went to Hagrid's for tea last week and he said he was working on something, so I thought it was going to be something for Care of Magical Creatures. He finished and he wants me to tell everyone. So here. Er. Sorry. You don't have to actually go to it.
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Merry Christmas, late, anyway. Happy Boxing Day. Thanks for all the cards. I'm sorry I forgot some people and my cards were really dumb. I didn't have time to look for good ones so I just got the first ones I found.

Remus is getting better but he's still in bed. I can't tell if he likes the socks I got him or if he's just pretending because he reacts the same way when people give him fruit cakes. Hermione and Ginny came to St Mungo's today, which was really nice even though Hermione looks beat because someone gave her a load of work for the hols. We went to Diagon Alley because I've only really been to St Mungo's and Dogear Wryde lately and Ginny wanted to see something anyway. We went and saw Fred and George, too, and I think they got a lot of business for Christmas because they had stuff all organised, which was weird.

And we saw Percy, too. He was busy though.

Anyway, we went to Fortescue's and the ice cream was still just as good even though it was cold out.

New Years is coming up and I don't know what I'll do for that. It would be nice if Remus got out of hospital by then. But I reckon it's pretty hard to get out of hospital when someone poisons your drinks with silver. Yeah. I'm at Dogear Wryde now so I'll probably just have dinner and go to sleep and then go to St Mungo's tomorrow. I still have to send Hedwig out with some more stuff for Christmas. I'm really sorry about it being late.
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