Lili Rochefort

[Private to Jules]

If you still want to know, everything's going to be fine. We're getting everything worked out.

Thank you for allowing me to invade your room for the last couple of weeks.

[Private to Alfred]

Is that offer still valid? I'm not going home yet.

[/Private]

Goodbye, Hogwarts. It's been wonderful. Even after everything, I'm glad I moved here from Beuxbatons. I'll miss it.

Good luck next year, Slytherin. And thank you for the yearbook votes. I'm flattered.

I apologize for my absence. The enormous amount of NEWT-level coursework I've decided to take on had caught up with me. I surely could have dropped a few classes this year, but there's no use bemoaning it.

Halfway through my last year, and graduation still can't seem to come soon enough. As time goes on, I only find more things to despise about this place. I sometimes think I should have stayed in France.

And then I remember that my peers and I would actually be supervised, instead of being watched by a herd of half-drunken hooligans who still have their baby fat, and decided one morning to masquerade as pseudo-authority figures. It's my theory that half the staff were arrested after a bar brawl, the police got lost on the way to the jail, and dropped them all here instead. It's cute. Everything's much more fun when those in charge are more likely to join you in your rule-breaking than punish you for it.

It feels like it should be time to leave for the holidays already. I can not even believe how this year is dragging on. It's boring, and I'd like to go home.

I'm tired of the drafty dungeons, and the easy classes, and the lacking competition. Not to mention that half the student population are intolerable in every aspect.

I hope that you underprivileged and/or dysfunctional wretches who are planning on staying at school for Christmas find yourselves an alternative, because honestly? That's pathetic.