Draco C. Malfoy

I've just left the Hospital Wing. Harry's resting there now, and he'll have to stay all night because stupid Lock the bones in his arm have to be re-grown. The mad bludger broke them, and then when Professor Lockhart was trying to fix the break he accidentally got rid of the bones altogether. Harry said it didn't hurt but from what Madam Pomfrey was saying it sounds like growing them back will hurt. That bludger could have done a lot worse, though, so if someone enchanted it for a laugh, they've no idea what's in store for them when they're found out. But it's nothing good, I can tell you that.

The Hospital Wing was packed with people trying to get in to see if Harry was alive or not. Even Professor Carrow's mudblood was all worried for some reason, and that must have been the last straw for Harry because he told him to bugger off. So we all decided we should probably leave, even though Hydra didn't want to.

Weasley, I saw what you were writing about me during the match. You can keep your fat, ugly grubs, bait man, because I'm not taking them. I'll only say that if my Father's purchase of the broomsticks bothers you so much, I suggest you take it up with him and see how much you like where that gets you.

Pansy, I think that's the foulest language I've seen anyone from our year use in the journals so far! Brilliantly done. Thanks