I’m beyond nervous. I could pee my pants. But I won’t. Well I hope to god I don’t. Oh Merlin, now I need to go to the toilet.
 

Hmm, that sounds quite nice actually. Wait, that means I have to dig a hole under said rock first in order for me too fit. That’s a lot of work… Maybe the girls toilets will do for now until I gather the upper body strength…

Stupid Sirius and his stupid questions.

Instead, we all just stood around awkwardly. What are we doing? Should I say something? Why aren’t they saying anything? Is Peter picking his nose?!

I got quickly to my feet in what I like to think was a graceful fashion. “I, err, HAHAHAHA… bye!” I started half stumbling half jogging away while mentally slapping myself for being such a weirdo.

If he says anything I will without a doubt die. Most likely spontaneously combust. Or perhaps from catching fire. It certainly felt like a possibility if how hot and red my embarrassed face feels is any indication. Though I rather hope not. Sounds painful.

That’s it! The jig is up! He has found me out!
 
 

I caught sight of James and practically shouted, “It's not what it looks like!”

Oh Merlin, please help!

Let me tell you a story...

Honestly, who thought it would be a good idea to sleep on the hard ground outside in nature where anything can get you. Not to mention having no toilets or showers! That is just criminal. Surely that can’t be legal.

I stomped into the girl’s loo on the third floor. I cringed at my reflection. But then again, what do I care if I look like a troll who has been in a bad fight. I will never get a boyfriend anyway so there is no point in trying really.