Robert A. Corner

Happy Birthday to me, indeed. Just for clarification: It's not that I forgot I had a birthday, it was that I forgot that the date was so soon. Apparently that is quite hard for some of you to understand. No worries, it doesn't bother me if you think that reflects badly on myself or if you think it was so clever stunt to make sure everyone knew when my birthday was - I'm not quite that preoccupied with myself.

Mum and dad sent a few things by owl this morning. A load of my favourite biscuits as well as some Quidditch-related books and other odds and ends. I think the best thing out of the things they gave me was a new pair of Quidditch gloves. I really needed some and these are top of the line. My dad is really looking forward to coming out for the first Ravenclaw match so I suppose he thought having some pro equipment would help us win (not that we need help).

Thank you to everyone who sent along their birthday wishes to me. I do appreciate it and hope that I can return the sentiment when each of your birthdays comes along. To warn you: I am horrible with dates. I have an awful time remembering even my parents birthdays and anniversary. Hopefully I will get better at it as time goes on. Having to remember dates for History of Magic has made it a bit better, but still. I'm allowed to have my faults.

After putting some finishing touches on my D.A.D.A essay, I am off to bed.

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And I just realised that my birthday is in three days.

Oops.

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Purple hair? Really. Someone decides to finally spread rumours about me and it's that I'm naturally a blond. Seriously? Do I look like I could be a blond? The answer is no. I do not look like I could be a blond. In fact, I don't think there is even a blond in my family.

Purple hair...what will these kids come up with next?

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Could someone please explain to me how it is possibly October? The last month flew by so quickly that I barely had time to take it all in. If the rest of my time at Hogwarts goes by just as fast, then I will be gone before I know it and that makes me feel slightly nostalgic and even a bit sad. Being in the real world is not something I look forward to, to be honest. Sure, I have plans for the future and I would like to make it to that point, but we are incredibly safe and secure in our castle and that makes me feel good. Who really wants that to end?

...I'm pretty sure I wanted to write something other than that, but here we are.

This week is jam packed. I look forward to Dueling club on Friday night and Quidditch practice on Saturday afternoon. I'm going to try my best to get all of my assignments completed so that I will have the whole of Sunday to just relax. If it weren't for my very open schedule on Thursday I would be in trouble.

Also, my journal is now charmed to match the Ravenclaw house colours. And to answer your questions: yes I am that big of a nerd. I like my house, what can I say? Sue me for having a bit of spirit.

Mum sent along a package of socks. They feel weird, but I'm not sure what about them makes them that way. Perhaps there is more padding than I'm used to? I have no idea. I don't feel like I'm wearing my socks and that is just plum wrong, if you ask me.

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I haven't completely lost track of this thing, just in case any of you were wondering where that handsome bloke Robbie has been and why he hasn't been writing in his journal. It's hard to lose track of something that is nearly spellotaped to your side at all hours of the day. Truthfully, I've just been loads busy. Between classes, practicing for Dueling club, eating, sleeping and studying it is a bit hard to have much of a social life. It's a shame, truly

I'm taking time in between classes to simply ask how everyone is doing? I see that my journal isn't the only one that is acting up, so I won't worry about that.

Also, wasn't the trip to Hogsmeade nice? I really enjoyed it. Can't wait for another one. Hopefully it will be just as sunny.

I have nothing to talk about. Obviously.

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Morning comes so quickly, does it not? I absolutely hate that I take after my mother in the way that I'm up with the roosters. It's bothersome, to say the least. But the upside to rising so early is that I have a bit of time to write in here and to also finish up any work that I forgot to complete in the last few days.

Have I mentioned anything about my class schedule yet? I believe I haven't. Well, let me just hunker down in this chair and tell you! Are you ready to become extremely jealous? I didn't think so. Here goes anyway...

I only have one class today. Double Potions after Lunch. Then I'm done. For the entire day. Is that completely ace or what? It's brilliant! The downside to having today free is that tomorrow is one class after another. But today...ah, today. What should I do with all my free time? Ideas are welcome because I have no bloody clue. I've done all of my work. Perhaps a fly around the Pitch is in order.

Or maybe I can just linger in the corridors and taunt those of you who are rushing off to classes. No, no, I wouldn't do that. Does anyone else share my schedule today?

Is breakfast soon? I really wish they would bump up the time. My stomach is grumbling like an angry Liondragon!

Also, before I forget, I would like to congratulate everyone who made it onto the Ravenclaw team this year! We have a bloody fantastic team and I know we'll beat the pants off everyone we come up against!

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No matter which House you belong to, I think it's fair to say that this is getting out of hand rather quickly. These journals are supposed to promote interhouse relationships and it seems that the only thing they are being used for is to put down others. Quite unfortunate, if you ask me. I confess that I have had a part in all of this and I do regret it openly. It's very hard to interpret the tone of a written comment and what started as sportsman-like teasing between Quidditch teams has turned into something hateful and I do not approve.

I was raised better than this; I believe we all were.

So what do you say? Can we call a truce and try to start over? It's only the second week into school.

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I have a few predictions about this year as well as some general observations so far about the journals.

• Ravenclaw will win the House Cup.
  
• Ravenclaw will win the Quidditch Cup.
  
• Ravenclaw is generally better than Gryffindor.
  
• No good will come from these journals.
  
• These journals are an excellent way to meet new birds people from other Houses and years.
  
• Cordelia might remember who I am. I will drown in a sea of essays and chapter outlines.
  
• Sirius Black does not like having his grammar corrected.
  
• Wil likes her fellow Quidditch players to embarrass themselves in front of the entire school by dancing.
  
• It would be unwise to say anything in these journals that we do not wish a Professor to see.
  
• Dumbledore thinks Ravenclaw is brilliant.
  
• I can somehow make my journal smell like fresh baked pie.
  

That's it. I'm out of things to list. My brain has been drained from the amount of work I have to do by next week. I could go for a nice stroll outdoors, but I think I will save that until my next free period.

Is it just me, or are First years getting shorter each time a new batch arrives?

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No. NO. No. NO!

I, Robbie, never said I was a dancing bear therefore I refuse to dance.

But I've been working on growing my hair all summer...

JUST SAY NO, DAVEY. We can take her, she's just a girl! I'm putting as many wards as possible around my bed for the next eight months. I'll charm the drapes to attack! I swear I will! I have that power sort of!

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My name is Robert Corner and I dislike peas.

It worked!

I admit it. This journal business had me quite flummoxed at first. I wasted days scribbling on the blank pages, trying to crack the code. I must've wrote my name a thousand times and finally found the sweet spot. I wish it would've let me be called "The Master of All Things Quidditch", but unfortunately it would only accept my name. Boring, boring, dreadfully boring! What is the point of writing in something if you can't write exactly what you want to write? Colour me skeptical about the whole thing.

Dumbledore certainly likes turning everything into advice, doesn't he? "Fill the pages" he said! As if this journal were my life and my life depended on taking moments out of my busy schedule to tell the world (at least the very self-contained world of Hogwarts) about myself. It's a diary. Let's be honest, shall we? To make it a bit more masculine and to not harm our young, budding male egos, the supplies list said journal.

This room is quiet and I can only assume that my rowdy Ravenclaw mates are writing in this blasted thing as well.

Fine. I cave.

Shall I talk write about my summer? It was nothing special. Most of it was spent at home trying to get my sister into trouble. Admittedly, I think I got in more trouble than she did. We took one week long family vacation to the sea and it was pleasant. I dislike seagulls fiercely. My mum packed some corn beef sandwiches and a damn bird stole it right out of my hand! How is that for impolite? I swear, had I known I wouldn't get in trouble for doing so, I would've cursed the bloody thing out of the sky.

I've run out of anything to say write, so I think I'm going to mess around for a bit before jumping in bed (not true since I'm sitting in my bed at this very moment).

Cheers!

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