[✓] 𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘐𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 ,𝘋.𝘔𝘹𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳,

115| Won-Won and Daft Dimbo

''𝙁𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙮 𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠?''

𝗣𝗲𝗿 𝘂𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹, 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄. The Weasley's were still sad about seeing their home get burned to the ground in front of them, I am too. But, it seems they've been doing their best to put the house back together. I just hope that Molly and Arthur are okay right now. 

Ron and Lavender have been spending every second with each other, whether that's in the Common Room or somewhere else around the castle. I swear to Merlin, I feel like I see them around every corner. They have no need to snog whenever there isn't people around. Honestly, it makes me a tad bit uncomfortable. 

Hermione seems to think the same, but more jealous then uncomfortable. She tries to hide it to the best of her abilities, but it doesn't work much when her lies come out pretty bad. Harry couldn't care less but be happy for his friend being in a relationship, but also sad for Hermione when he knows that she cares about Ron. 

It's a difficult situation that I hope they figure out soon. 

On the other hand, Snape had showed me a new abandoned classroom after my first night back at Hogwarts. He didn't tell me what he wanted until after he had showed me the room. Even if he was being ignorant at the time, I should really thank him. 

Snape had taught me how to make Wolfsbane, if I ever had the right ingredients to do so. It took most of my day, but it was worth it. In the end, he shoved the bottle of Wolfsbane down my throat because I refused to drink it unless Snape had brewed it. I didn't trust myself to make any of that stuff, especially if it could easily kill me. 

If I'm not mistaken, that's what his plan was all along. Just to make me mess up and shove the serum down my throat, then he can kill me off. Why? I don't know, Snape just seems like the type of guy that would do something like that. 

After Snape's lesson, he made sure that I stayed late in the classroom. When I had left the classroom and went back to the main floor - since the abandoned classroom was in the dungeons - the full moon was shining through the windows in all it's horrifying glory. Nobody was as in the corridors, thank Godric. 

Draco had spotted me and was nice enough to quickly lift me up before I face planted against the stone floor of the castle. That would've hurt more then my transformation, though that was also a complete lie. Him and I stumbled outside, barely making it to the edge of the Forbidden Forest before I converted. 

I tried getting Draco's attention through the night, but he kept his back turned towards me. He was in his ferret form for the first half of the night, the second half he was his human form. I'm guessing he was starting to get pains from being converted for too long. Draco looked up at the starry sky, not a grey cloud in sight.