The Journal of Nyna Adustum

[Nyna Adustum]

June 8th

I guess I'm starting a journal. I am going to record the events, occurrences, and observations of my days here. Not that I couldn't keep them in my mind, but sometimes it is fun to write down what happened in a day and see how it could have been different or something. Before I start writing an account of my days, I think I need to introduce myself.

Pretty much what you kinda want to know:
-My name is Nyna Gweneth Marie Adustum
-My house is Ravenclaw
-I am half-blood (Mom's a muggle, Dad's a wizard)
-My brother, George, is also a magical person

I don't think bad things should happen to good people (my friends Selene and Justin, for example), but I know that they do sometimes.

Not that any of this is really relevent, but I just think the first entry in my journal should be something to introduce myself. That, and I didn't really have a day worth writing down. I will tell more about myself some other time, but for now I am off.

To Anyone who read my journal without permission I say, congrats on getting a hold of it. I usually keep my stuff in a safer place. I guess I will have to do a better job next time. Thank goodness you read my first post, and not something revealing.
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[Nyna Adustum]

June 13th

Hello again. Sorry I haven't written in almost a week. It isn't like I've been busy or anything, it is just that I haven't really had anything to write about. Well, I didn't have anything to write about last time either, but you get what I'm trying to say. I hope...

Okay, I said that I haven't been busy or anything the past few days. I know you know that, and that I have not gone insane and begun repeating myself, but now I am going to explain my reasoning behind the statement.

I have friends. For a while I could count them on one hand, but now it is spreading over to two hands. I know, that isn't much better, considering the number of people who walk into classes and know just about everyone, but that is okay.

Anyway, my friends haven't been around recently. I talked to Selene a little while ago. I think it has been about two or three weeks, but I could be off. That is my most recent encounter with my friends. I haven't seen Justin in forever and I haven't seen Indrick since the morning after the dance*. I have more friends than that, I am sure. Oh! I almost forgot, I saw Kaley recently. We sit together in classes sometimes, so I guess that doesn't count as socializing.

I used to act really weird around Kaley, and that is because I was afraid of her. That would be embarrassing to write if I were in Gryffindor, because they're know for bravery and whatnot, but I am not, so it isn't. Anyway, I was afraid of her because she cast a spell on me without warning me first. I know that's what we were supposed to be doing, but she surprised me. Being an impressionable first year, it took a bit to get over that.

But I am over it, so I will try to be less afraid of her.

Well, that's all for now. I hope I get to write again sooner. This is pretty darn fun!

* Indrick was the one I actually danced with at the dance. I was stood up by a boy named Jiraiya Gama. I still don't know who he is, but I am kind of glad he didn't show. I got to dance with Indrick, who was stood up as well (poor thing). He is a really good dancer! We waltzed and he put his arm around me. It was rather surprising, but very okay. [/font]

[Nyna Adustum]

June 15th

I only missed one day this time. I think I'm getting better. Nothing much has gone on recently, so this may or may not be a long entry. It depends on if I want to write about memories and the like.

The one thing I can think of that happened since I last wrote in here is that my mom sent me an owl. This wouldn't be all that odd if I was from an all-wizarding family. But I'm not, so it is. My mom is not a magical person. I mean, she's great and all, but can't cast a spell. I guess that 's what I mean by "magical person". I try not to say "witch" because at my old muggle school that was kind of an insult.

Anyway, she sent me a book and a note by owl. My dad must have helped her. Him or George, because I wasn't there (of course). The book was called Wild Magic and was by a muggle author named Tamora Pierce. It is actually pretty darn good, but Ms. Pierce's concept of magic is WAY different than the kind we use here at Hogwarts. They don't use wands, at all. And it doesn't really take skill. Well it does because a new "mage", as they're called, wouldn't be able to do something that an older or more experienced one would. It mostly relies on energy and knowledge of what you're working with. Very different. I should let Selene borrow it sometime. She would probably like it.

I think the word "magic" in the title caught my mom's eye. Here is what she said in her note:

Dear Nyna,

I saw this book today and thought of you. I'm pretty sure it is about animals and magic, but I could be wrong. If you don't like it, you can send it back.

Your loving Mother

Like I said before, I do like it, so it is staying with me. I will have to send her a note thanking her. But when will I have time to get to the Owlery?

Well, I guess this entry was longer than I expected. Hmm. I guess I am getting the hang of writing my thoughts in a journal. The fact that I kind of summarized a book would help with length too. Oh well.

That's all for now. I hope to pen my thoughts once more.
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[Nyna Adustum]

June 20th

Goodness! I missed a whole five days! That really isn't good. It isn't like I've been busy or anything. It is just that...

I have no excuse. I would ask for forgivness, but I really don't have any "devoted readers". Muggle authors have "devoted readers", but I don't. I'm still really sorry I haven't written in a while. As I have said before, it is really fun.

Darn it. I was rambling again. Selene rambles sometimes, but that is okay. She's cool like that. I don't think anyone minds when she rambles, except maybe her. Maybe no one minds when I ramble either? Maybe it is just me? No. Kaley would probably hit me in the head with a book or something. She hasn't yet, but I have been very careful when I speak around her.

There I go again. You know, I really should just pick a topic and write about it. Just one topic per day, per entry. Today's entry will be about my friends. Currently my friends list consists of:

Selene Falicon - she's probably my best friend here. Even though she's older than me and stuff. We're in the same house, which is pretty awesome.

Marth and Indrick Mal'Ghanis - they are the children of Professor Slughorn (male and female). I guess they like to hide from eachother. They're identical twins.

Justin Irat - he is the first boy I met here. He has white hair and two different colored eyes, which is pretty cool. He has a secret, but I probably shouldn't write it in my journal, so I won't.

Kaley Prellop - she's also a second year, so we have lots of classes together. We sit next to each other a lot, so that a is good. I hope we can be friends sometime. I mean like where I don't constantly fear I will be insulted for something.

I guess that's it. That's all the friends I can think of right now. And that is all the rambling I care to do in a single entry. As they say in muggle chat speak, TTYL.

[Nyna Adustum]

June 21st

Look! I didn't miss a day. It is either a miracle or a sign of the apocolypse. My friend used to say that. He was probably the coolest person I knew before I came here. It wouldn't be bad if he showed up here sometime. But alas, he probably won't.

Then again, I didn't think I would be coming here. I didn't even know this place existed. But it does. I guess I shouldn't assume things that I am not 110% certain of.

There I go again, rambling senselessly. Or maybe I've found another topic? No. There's only so much I can write about not knowing about stuff. Maybe I will try to write about it anyway.

I don't know what's up between Selene and Terra. Last time I talked to her she mentioned they got in another fight, and the first time I talked to Selene they had had a fight. And Selene ended up crying. Goodness. Selene says Terra is a really nice person, so I believe her, but I still don't know what's going on between those two. Maybe it isn't my place to intrude...

I don't know why Kaley's always grumpy, or (really) why I used to be afraid of her. I don't think that's my business either. Except for the part about my fearing her. That is my business.

A final thing I don't know: Where is the owlery? And did I spell that right? I really ought to ask someone. I finished that book my mom sent me, and I should thank her for it. I wonder if they sell Ms. Pierce's novels in wizard bookstores...

Well, enough rambling for today. If anything happens, I will post it tomorrow or sometime later. As they say in universal chatspeak, TTYL.
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[Nyna Adustum]

June 24th

I missed three days. That is pretty sad, but still more realistic than not missing a single day. What was I thinking? I don't have that kind of time and/or commitment. Or maybe I do. I don't know.

This entry may be a bit short today because I have pretty much nothing to write about. Except for writing about not having anything to write about. But that would probably be extremely boring. Not like anyone is reading this anyway, but I might bore myself.

Not to be completely random or anything (not like anyone cares), but I think it is a bit weird that I've never been to the library. Kaley told me I was "weird for a Ravenclaw" once because I told her I had never been there. I guess I am weird. But that's okay. Being weird is fun.
I guess.

Well, I really don't have anything else to write about. It isn't like I didn't do anything today, it is just that I haven't done anything journal-worthy. So I will be leaving it at that.

I will try to write tomorrow, but don't count on it.
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[Nyna Adustum]

June 30th

Well, its been a few days since I last wrote anything down in here. Actually it has been (number) days. I can’t believe I went (number) days without writing! Darn it! I really should stop cursing or praising my ability to write in here when I can. I mean, it isn’t like anyone cares if I write or not. Well, I care, but that isn’t really the point. No one else cares. That’s what I meant.



I really shouldn’t start with a rant every single entry. I know I just kind of said that, but it is still true. Today my topic will be George Adustum. He is my brother. My older brother by seven years. He won’t let me forget that either. That would make him –what- almost 21? Yeah, that’s right. I’m almost fourteen and he’s seven years older. He’s almost of legal muggle drinking age. But he isn’t a muggle, so it might be different for him.



I have some really good stories about him, but right now I will just describe him. In case anyone is actually reading this and he or she would want to go up to him and say, “Hey! I read your sister’s journal! You were in it!” Of course he would probably be like, “Why were you reading my sister’s journal?” And then he might smack them upside the head for doing so. Although, I think in the back of his mind he would be thinking, “What did she put in there about me?” He wouldn’t be able to help wondering, but he wouldn’t show it.



I will save the description of his physical appearance for when I get a good picture of him. That will be able to tell you more about him than my mere words would. I don’t have a way with adjectives. I know I said I would describe him first, but I lied. Okay I didn’t lie completely, because I was going to describe him when I wrote it. I did tell you what he’d do if told him you’d been snooping in my private journal.



Okay. I said I had some really good stories about him, and I will put one in here just for fun. Then if I forget it, I can always read it again. This one takes place when I was 9 and he was 16 (seems like a HUGE age gap now, doesn’t it?) It was raining and raining and raining outside and I decided that I wanted to go dancing in it.



So I did.



It was great. I was twirling and spinning and jumping (jumping doesn’t work so well when the ground is wet. I fell a lot) to my little nine-year-old heart’s desire. But somehow, it just didn’t seem as fun as I had expected it to be. George was in his room, doing homework (at least I thought he was, I don’t know now), so I knew not to disturb him. However, I felt like I needed someone to dance with me. Like a dance partner or something.



So I sat on our front porch, just waiting there because I didn’t want to go inside yet, but I didn’t want to dance either. Something felt missing. Suddenly, I felt someone behind me (you know how, when there is someone behind you, you can sometimes “feel” them there, like in the back of your mind or something? That’s how that was). Lo and behold, it was my big brother.



He asked me if I wanted to dance. I said yes, and we did. Both of us. Even though he was sixteen at the time, he didn’t think he was “too cool” for that. And even though we were in the front yard, he danced as zealously as I did (well, as zealously as a boy can anyway), not caring what the neighborhood kids would think.



That is my favorite story with my brother. There are others, and I might share them with you some other day, but I think one George-glorifying story per entry is good. I wonder if he still remembers that. Probably. George is good about remembering little things like that.



Well, this entry is getting a little long. Okay. A lot long. So I will wrap it up here.



P.S.

George, if you read this, don’t get a big head. I’m only writing about you because I haven’t yet. But I do love you, and I do appreciate your dancing with me. [/color][/font]

[Nyna Adustum]

July 6th

I said last time that I would not start my entries with a rant on how I missed so many days and didn't write. Even though I really need it, (I didn't write in about a week, holy cow!) I won't because I said I wouldn't. And I am a girl of my word.

Today's entry will feature what I do not like about myself. I know, whoever is reading this (if anyone), you're thinking that it really isn't good to put yourself down. I mean that's how depressed people depress themselves even further. And you are right. So, I guess, instead of "what I don't like about myself", it will be "what I wish I could change about myself". Same thing, just with a "politically correct" title.

Things I Wish I Could Change About Me:

- I'm too timid. I mean, just look at me when I am around Kaley. She hasn't attacked me (aside from verbally and that one time in class when we were supposed to) yet, but I am still all shy and afraid and whatnot.

- I have a theory that good things shouldn't happen to bad people. That isn't really what I want to change about myself, I just want to not get so worked up over it. I mean, Justin told me his secret (which I won't write in here, in case this falls into the wrong hands) and I got so sad and angry and stuff that I shivered. I know bad things do happen to good people, so I shouldn't get so worked up when it does.

- I ramble. That is pretty much self explanatory. I don't like that I ramble (and ramble and ramble and ramble), so I am going to try to change that.

- I am late to class ALL THE TIME. That just bugs the heck out of me.

I guess these are kind of like "new term resolutions", seeing as we just took some of our finals (the Charms one was actually pretty fun). Like New Year's Resolutions, I hope these work out.

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[Nyna Adustum]

July 28th

Holy cow. I haven't written in here is what seems like forever. I guess it isn't without reason. I mean, I did kinda sorta accidentally not take my journal with me when I went home for summer break. Really...it was an accident. Honest!

Like I said, I haven't written all summer break, so this entry is going to be L-O-N-G. I have to describe my whole summer break (which is surprisingly shorter than muggle summer vacations *sigh*) in this book. Or at least on these pages (I know it will take more than one).

Here's what I did with my time off:

I went to go see my friends again. This was a bit awkward because when they asked me where I went, I couldn't say, "Oh, well, you know. I'm a witch apparently, so I went off to a wizarding school to be taught Charms and how to brew potions and stuff of that sort. The potions were especially fun because I got to handle a dragon heart. They're real, ya know. So how were you guys?"
(*Note: If for any reason a Ministry official or superior of mine at the school gets a hold of this journal, I DID NOT ACTUALLY SAY THAT!)

I mean that would break the Wizarding Code of Secrecy or something, so George helped me come up with a story (before they asked, he is so smart sometimes) about going to a private school. Elsewhere. That wasn't wizarding. In other words, a story that was very boring and only half (fourht?) true.

They did ask me if I met any cute boys there, because aparently private schools are supposed to be swarming with them (their termonology, NOT mine). I told them maybe (I totally have, and I mentioned him before...we danced) and this sent them into a fit of insane giggles. Then they got to talking about their boyfriends and filling me in on all the gossip that I no longer really care about. Of course, did I ever?

Apparently the school system there has gone to year-round, so they had homework. One of them had an assignment on the Greek gods. It was hard not to answer their questions when they were like, "I wonder how the ancient Greeks thought up this stuff. How could someone actually control thunder. They believed that?!"

Again, couldn't mention that we learned about Thor and his Sonorus spell and Zeus and the other "gods" atop Mount Olympus were merely the first wizards. Again with the secrecy thing, and the fact that they would think I was insane didn't really help.

You know that book my mom sent me? Wild Magic? Well, apparently, there were three more in the series, so my mom got those too. They were waiting for me when I got home. It didn't take long to finish them. I loved Numair's character. I wish I could be nearly that skilled, even though the way he uses magic is completely different.

I never did tell you how I got home, did I. The Hogwarts Express is an amazing thing (it's a magical train, of course it's amazing). This was probably the second time I ever rode a train, so it still gets me. The (semi) invisible platform is pretty neat, but the sights on the way there are breathtaking. Rolling hills, snaking silver waterways...

Anyway, George picked me up and I was very happy to see him again. The car was different than I remembered, or maybe it was exactly the same and I just haven't been around muggle inventions (*sigh* that is rather funny sounding) for a while. That might be it. On the way home, George told me about his time at Hogwarts. His stories were way cooler than mine, but he still listened to my stories about Justin and Kaley and Selene and Indrick and Marth.

(Speaking of them, I haven't seen Indrick, Marth, or Justin in a long time. I wonder where they've gone...)

Well, this entry is getting amazingly gianormusly long, just as I said it would. So I will wrap it up with a little bit more stuff.

- I made it to third year status, thank goodness! Those finals were tough and I'm glad they're over.

- Last entry was rather negative. I guess I was having a bad day or something. Sorry about that...

Well, I am off to classes or something. I hope to write again soon. :-)

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August 6th

Hello again, my nonexistent devoted readers! I can't believe I haven't written in so long, but I shall not dwell on it too much. I said I won't, and I am a girl of my word! Not that you care, nonexistent reader, but it is true.

At least I am better about writting than Amanda Larsen. I don't know her personally, so I really shouldn't put her in my journal, but I will anyway. I know her name from the Gossip column in the Daily Prophet (that's the wizarding newspaper) 'cause she's the one who writes it. But she hasn't written in over two months. May 22nd! That makes me sad... Her columns are fun to read.

Anyway, I met up with Selene yesterday. She was doing fine. She ran into me when I was standing in the middle of the street in Hogsmeade. Then she sounded so sorry, like she had stepped on a kitten or something. (Dang! What a horrible analogy!) We talked about what we had been up to and stuff. I thought about Indrick some, but I'm not sure why. I haven't seen him or his brother in a long time now.

Sorry this entry has been so short, but I gotta run. You know how classes are sometimes! Adios.
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[Nyna Adustum]

August 11th

Hello once more, nonexistent devoted readers. I don't really have any news, but I do have a bunch of random happenings to write in here about, and those can be just as good, right? Right.

I got a letter from my friends back at my muggle school. Well actually my brother George sent it by way of owl when he went home to visit mom and dad. It was actually really cool. They were all talking about what was going on at school and with their lives and stuff. Pretty much like they did over summer, only this time they sent me their luck (in the form of "Good Luck, Nyna! Have fun at your private school!) It was very nice.

I also saw the T.A. for Herbology walking down the hall the other day. It was kind of scary. Is it just me, or is she perpetually grumpy? I mean there was like an aura[/b] of "Stay out of my way!" or "I hate this school and all the students in it!" Maybe she really is a "wicked witch". Huh. I guess that phrase had to come from somewhere.

I really shouldn't talk about people in my journal like that. I mean, maybe she was just having a bad day. A REALLY bad day.

Well, that's about it, my nonexistent, but devoted readers. Sorry my posts are getting shorter and shorter and shorter, but I just don't have that much to write about at the moment. I know I promised you a picture of George sometime, so I guess I will write more about him when I get it. Then I will have something to write about.
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[Nyna Adustum]

October 3rd

Hello devoted readers of mine who do not exist. I know I haven't written in forever and a day, but that is because I kinda sorta lost my journal. It isn't like anyone stole it or anything, I just forgot which of the amazing hiding places I put it. Okay, so I put it in my trunk and put something on top of it, sue me.

Please don't, I'm kind of low on funds at the moment, and I know that muggles sue people for ridiculous amounts over ridiculous things sometimes. Not saying you're a muggle or anything, devoted reader, it is just that is my only knowledge of the legal system. Maybe wizarding court is different. Hmm... I guess that's something to look into.

Oh! I got a letter from my friend Danelle. She went to my old school and yes, that is how you spell her name. Really. Anyway, she was asking how I was doing and telling me about her life and whatnot. And she gave me a book reccomendation. Have you ever read a book titled Twilight? She said (I am using her words here):

"It's just about the most amazing thing I've ever read. EVER! You totally have to read it! You just HAVE to!"

I don't think I've ever seen her get so excited over a book before. It must be pretty good.

I made a new friend the other day. Her name is Ayame. It is kind of weird becuase she's probably, what, three years older than me and yet I am two terms ahead of her. How weird is that? Ayame is pretty cool. She's really tall with dark brown hair and light brown eyes. At first glance they look gold, and that freaked me out. Indrick had gold eyes, but no sister. Anyway, her eyes aren't his exact shade of gold, more of a honey color, but still. They were amazing.

Ayame is also really pale. Her white-ish skin made her hair look black. It was pretty cool. The weird thing is, seems athletic, but she has no tan whatsoever. Does the sun, like, avoid her skin or something. Hmm...

Term change is in about two weeks, so I need to study if I'm going to pass the end-of-term exams. Those were pretty hard last term, so I need to work hard to do well this time.

Well, it is time to wrap this entry up. I will try to wait less than a month to write again. Thank you for listening non-existent devoted readers.

P.S. My dad sent the letter from our house to me by owl. It was kind of cool, recieving a muggle envelope from the talons of an owl.

[Nyna Adustum]

October 29th

Oh my goodness. You'll never guess what I did, my non-existent, devoted readers. Go ahead, guess. I bet you might guess it. You're pretty smart for people who don't exist. Anyway, I kind of left my journal at school. Again. I know, go ahead and lecture me about 'taking care of my stuff' and blah blah blah. That's what my dad would do, but you're cooler than that, devoted readers.

That's why I haven't written in, what, almost a month. Hmm. I'm truly sorry about that. I do actually like writing in here. It is pretty fun. Anyway, I bet you want to hear about what happened over break. You do? Great!

Well, I went back home. Again. With George. Again. It was pretty fun. George stayed home for the entire break (which is notoriously longer than the muggle fall breaks), which was incredibly nice, even if he doesn't dance in the rain anymore. Actually, I bet he would if I asked him. That is something to look forward to.

I got to talk with my muggle friends, which was rather interesting. Danelle bugged me about Twilight, and then got angry when I said I hadn't had time to look for it, let alone read it. That behemoth of a book is more than 500 pages long. Holy cow.

I couldn't tell her that I was too busy to look for it because I had exams in History of Magic and Herboloy. I think she would have had me committed.

I did get to talk with my Hogwarts friends though. Apparently Ayame has an owl. We sent it back and forth with letters. Poor thing. It came to me in a rainstorm once, bearing a soaked-through letter with pride. Selene also sent me messages, but they were fewer. That's okay. Now that Justin is pretty much gone, she's been going different places. Hmm... maybe she could come stay with me sometime? I dunno.

Oh! Speaking of Ayame (well, actually I was talking about Selene there at the end, but still), a really weird thing happened when I was talking to George on the way back to our house. I was talking about my new friend (Ayame, duh.) and I was describing her, because she is pretty interesting, and he got all silent and whatnot. Especially when I talked about her extremely pale skin. Hmm... I never did get a reason why out of him.

Here's pretty much how that conversation went:

George: "So, make any new friends this term?"
Me: "Yeah. I met a Gryffindor named Ayame. Ayame Cullen."
George: "Hmm. What's she like?"
Me: "Well, she's really quiet, but it isn't that she doesn't talk, 'cause she does, but I never hear her approaching. It's odd. And she has really pale skin. It makes her brown hair look black in comparison. And she has some of the coolest gold eyes."
George: ". . . So how were exams?"

Like I said, very odd.

Well, it is getting late. I better wrap up this entry so I can get a decent amount of sleep.

P.S. I know this should get its own paragraph, at least, but I made Prefect, but George doesn't know. I didn't even know until I got back.
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[Nyna Adustum]

December 4th

Looking back on my journal, I've realized (not just now, but it makes for a good beginning of a paper/entry to realize something) that I am not a very reliable writer. Please forgive me, my dear readers. Even though you are existentially challenged, you are still my most devoted fans. I thank you for sticking with me all this time.

So where to begin. There have been so many things happen since I last wrote (like Halloween and the ENTIRE month of November, for starters). Let's see now...

I got to meet Selene's cousin. She's nice. Sort of. She doesn't really talk much. (Maybe my badge scared her? I sure hope not.) We kind of ran into each other, so it was a bit of an awkward meeting. But that's okay. Jackie sure isn't like Selene, though.

George sent me a letter the other day, so now I'm kind of ticked at him. It basically said that I shouldn't hang around Ayame too much. I don't know what he has against her, but she's my friend, so I'm going to be there as long as she wants to have me. Anyway, she's nice. I don't see why George is so...afraid? of her.

A few days before this letter came, I actually did spend time with Ayame. (Maybe George was spying on me!?! *gasp* Is that possible?) She seemed distracted and laughed at the absolute oddest things. I think she has a secret, because she looked full of internal conflict and when I asked her what was wrong she tried to distract me. How odd. Everyone has their secrets though. Perhaps I shouldn't pry...

There was a Halloween Dance. That was exciting. I went with a boy named Ashkir Nightshade. He was very nice. He has the most brilliant blue eyes. I don't even know what to compare them to. They're very wonderful. And his hair was smoothed down, but all night I had the intense urge to run my hand through it. As if it would look better without order. Again, how strange.

Ashkir was a good dancer. He was more on my level (next to none) than Indrick was (insanely amazing in comparison to my dance skill). A pleasent medium. And he gave me the absolute most beautiful flower. I went home for a day or two and George took a picture of it. With a camera that makes moving pictures. I think he got the potion a little wrong or something, because the colors on this one are too bold (they should be more pale, dreamlike) and the colors change too fast (it needs to be softer transitions from color to color), but here's the picture anyway;

Isn't it beautiful? I have no idea where Ashkir found it, but he did, and I love it. And guess what! It still hasn't died yet. I'm looking at the real one as I am writing this. Even though the colors are transitioning a little slower now, it is still very pretty.

Well, that's all I have to write about for now. I still owe you a picture of George, but I have to do it when he isn't looking. He hates pictures of himself. That makes me laugh, thinking about it, though I'm not sure why.

P.S. I heard the greatest rumor that Indrick has come back. I'm not hoping for anything, though. It could just be a cruel lie. =/