Theodore Bastian Nott

( Weakly hexed against those who'd use this against him. )

I don't use this thing too often. Its either full of people complaining about life here at Hogwarts, or there's just nothing interesting enough to write about. Whatever the reason, I keep my responses limited, and my own updates few and far between.

This evening, I spent my time outside. The bitter chill of winter is fast approaching, but it is a clear and calm night. The stars like diamond dust scattered on darkened cloth. So maybe my analogy isn't all that smooth, but you get the idea. I felt the need to capture the night sky. To have a bit of peace in the coming months when its to cold to partake in star gazing, and the thick snow laden clouds block one's view.

( OOC: Cut to save your pages! )

( Call it an astronomy withdrawl, I decided to start doing my own lessons. Don't bother reading unless you're interested in Perseus )

Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

I do not fear the night. Even now. Maybe I should, but I don't. I think, this is one of the few times you will ever see me agree with Miss Greengrass. What are we supposed to do? Sit and stare at a wall? Our Houses are still at odds with each other, this forced curfew will only make things worse. I can already envision the thin lines of truce caving. People are all on edge for their own reasons.

I'm personally feeling the claustrophobia. Anyone else? The night, astronomy, it was my own form of clearing my head. I don't think I can take it much longer. I knew I shouldn't have returned. Especially after I knew we'd be stuck together. I'm ready to pack my trunk and leave. I don't need my NEWTs that bad. Besides, its not like there's much to stick around for.

“There are times when silence has the loudest voice”

I am going to keep this short. Just don't have the time to write out a long drawn out entry. I opened my journal today, to see that Astoria Greengrass, the girl who can't shut up to save her life, is taking a break from the journals. And there's a small bit of wagering on when she'll crack. I say, we all get in on this. Anyone? I might start reading what people have to say if I don't have to see her around here.

Anyway, starting the wager at ten galleons. I bet, she'll crack by the end of the day.

Let's see here, we're given these journal to write how we feel? And yet, we're being persecuted because we do not feel how the rest of the school does? For years, we're snubbed by three other Houses, its no wonder some of us believe what we do concerning the Muggleborns. They're treated like gold by the rest of the school and because we are the ones raised differently, we're all of a sudden the bad guys.

Yes, we have a better-than-you attitude. It comes with being born into a life of privilege, don't like it? Too bloody bad. I don't like a lot about any of you, but there's a thing called common sense. Use it. Yes, Astoria, you twit this means you too.

Honestly, its no wonder there have been these prejudices that brought on a war to begin with. When a single house is singled out as the big bad evil, it does tend to have a major affect on people that can stay with a person clear into their adult lives. Sit down and think for a minute, all of you, is any of this contributing to a better future? Are we ready to see another war?

I'm not thrilled to be sharing my House with the very people who have ridiculed and persecuted my friends, my family, and myself. Does that mean I'm going to complain about it? There's no amount of speaking up that will change the fact we're stuck with the annoying masses that wear crimson and gold. We are and always have been the House with the most to say and the least heard. This little act to keep Hogwarts open and possibly promote inter-house unity, is going to fail miserably. Why? Because its coming so soon after we've been dragged from our houses, imprisoned, tortured, and some even executed. Its on both sides, and there's a hatred there whether we'll admit to it or not. Open wounds take longer than a matter of months to heal.

I'd ask forgiveness for my jumbled thoughts, if I thought it'd change anything. Basically my points are this. Think before you act. No matter who you are, we're two rival groups now stuck in a cramped space. We are on guard when it comes to the Lions. We have to be, this is our home turf, you're the invaders. We will do whatever we can to make this known. Be it complaining in these stupid journals, or whatever the case may be. If we were forced into the Gryffindor Tower, you'd be acting the same way.

Now, if you'll excuse me. I have a class to get to. That is why we're all here right?

( Application for Theodore Nott )