WINDSWEPT

[Stefan Capper]

" stars shining bright above you
night breezes seem to whisper i love you "

Last day of the first month at Hogwarts. It now feels like a year has gone by. At least I have Tuesdays to look forward to. Though it’s Wednesday, and I still have six days to go.

I can’t get him off my mind.

Recollection: Somebody’s birthday is tomorrow and I can’t remember whose.

[Stefan Capper]

" every time i close my eyes
i see my name in shiny lights "

Had that nagging feeling in the back of my mind the whole day, like I was supposed to remember something. But I didn't.

Recollection: See above.

[Stefan Capper]

" call all your friends in the neighborhood
and get the party started "

Friday again. No plans tonight. I'll probably just stay up perfecting the spell for the picture...

Recollection: I think I did use to go out on weekends.

[Stefan Capper]

" nobody told us, cause nobody showed us
now it's up to us, babe, i think we can make it "

I saw Lyle again today. And I actually said hi to him this time. He was walking with somebody else, though, so I didn't stay to talk. He has amazing hair.

Recollection: I found a broken quill in my trunk today; I remembered that I broke it during an exam because of nerves.

[Stefan Capper]

" he's lost in bitterness
he's lost somewhere in loneliness "

I've always really hated Sundays. Like, always. It's horrible waking up late and thinking 'hey, no worries, I've got a day with no schoolwork' and then realizing that you still have to do homework and go to bed early because you have to wake up tomorrow.

Horrible.

Recollection: I'm actually more dedicated to homework now than what I recall from before.

[Stefan Capper]

" i'ma get your heart racing
in my skin-tight jeans "

Tuesday tomorrow. (: Obviously. But that means that I'll get to maybe talk to Lyle again. Which is good. And I should really stop obsessing over this boy.

Recollection: Zip.

[Stefan Capper]

" they try to make me go to rehab
but i say no, no, no "

I'm sick. Like, literally sick. As in, I woke up with a headache this morning, and my throat hurts like crazy. I can barely talk two words without choking.

To say the least, I'm in the Hospital Wing with some sort of virus caused by a magical bug whose name I don't remember. I'm taking a potion thingy, and not allowed to see anybody because it's contagious. According to Madam Pomfrey, I should be perfectly fine by Saturday. Just lovely. As if I didn't have enough catch-up work already.

Recollection: I hate being sick.

[Stefan Capper]

" like a flower bending in the breeze
bend with me, sway with me "

I don't have anything against Madam Pomfrey; she's nice enough if you're good. But if she forces me to drink one of those recovery potions once more, I swear I'm getting up from this bed and finding another cure myself.

Recollection: I still hate being sick.

[Stefan Capper]

" lucky we're in love in every way
lucky to have stayed where we have stayed "

I've been having to communicate with my wand. It's ridiculous. Although kind of thrilling, actually...I didn't know that spell, and the nurse taught it to me so I could speak. It's something that allows you to write what you want to say in smoky letters in the air. Pretty useful.

Recollection: I don't think I've ever been sick in Hogwarts before.

[Stefan Capper]

" don't go for second best, baby
put your love to the test "

I was finally allowed out of the Hospital Wing, but I still have to take the damn potion and can't speak until tomorrow.

Recollection: Nothing. Too tired from not doing anything. Yes, it's possible.

[Stefan Capper]

" don't go for second best, baby
put your love to the test "

Thank Merlin for Imogen Sauveterre, honestly. She gave me a detailed list with everything I missed since Tuesday, and the homework --I'm going to die trying to do this in one day-- and helped me with a few spells from Charms.

Recollection: Can't even.

[Stefan Capper]

" you got a nice white dress
in a party at your confirmation "

This is hell. I'm not even halfway done, and that's with Imogen helping me out.

Stupid virus.

Recollection: Not in the mood.

[Stefan Capper]

" that's me in the corner
that's me in the spotlight "

To top it all, we have to do a Potions project now. My assigned partner is Gideon Prewett. He's in my year, Hufflepuff; he seems alright, I suppose.

Yay for more schoolwork.

Recollection: I can't remember if I've talked to Prewett before.

[Stefan Capper]

" friday night and the lights are low
looking out for a place to go "

I can’t believe I’m still catching up with work. I was sick for three days. Three. Imogen’s helping me out like crazy here, but my throat’s still a little sore when I speak. I’ve been whispering to people instead of talking (not that I would have been chatting away otherwise, but that’s not the point).

Recollection: Nothing.

[Stefan Capper]

" if seeing meant that
you would have to believe"

Okay. Caught up. Just in time for the weekend. I got an owl from my mum about what I want to do for my birthday. Which is in four months. That’s a third of the year...I mean, really? Does she have to plan ahead this far?

Recollection: I think I...kinda of vaguely remember what I did for my birthday when I turned twelve. There was cake, and definitely inside Hogwarts.