Friday the thirteenth





What a lovely night to stay awake and occupy oneself with such a delightful task as writing a diary. I'd prefer sleeping though. I have suffered from insomnia quite a many years now. The giant bat they called me. Never knowing how accurate that actually was. Yesterday I stayed up all night. Hated every second of it. And yes, I did take my Sleeping Potion. Three dozes. Imagine my surprise when it didn't work and I still layed wide awake at four a.m. It has never had any effect on me, besides the ruddy pimples. I still regret those years in my youth when I stubbornly used it against my good sense.

Professor McGonagall, I mean Minerva, tried to persuade me this evening to take some warm milk with mashed banana and honey. I'd rather lie awake eternally and join the Cullen coven before force that pap down to my throat. You have to draw a line somewhere. There are always things that are worse than the worst. One just has to learn to distinguish the difference.

Merry friday the thirteenth. Because tomorrow will be the most revolting day of the year, I'll just stay awake and cherish every moment of this unlucky night and day as long as it lasts.









Severus Snape is property of J.K Rowlings, the author of Harry Potter -books the writings are mine though.

3 comments:

  1. Oh, Severus, it's good to know that you have returned to keeping your very secret diary. I already feared that you might have abandoned it.
    Ugh, I remember that sickly sticky taste of a mix of milk and honey. I can't believe some people think it actually helps them to fall asleep. It just hurts my throat.
    Love,
    Black. :)

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  2. Perhaps I should be worried, since I felt such a relief to see you had found your way here too. I put quite strong shield charms over this place, but apparently you were intelligent enought to come through. Didn't expect any less of you. Thank you Black.

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  3. Still hate Valentine's Day, do you? Well, I can't say I blame you. It is a rather ridiculous day, isn't it?

    I don't need a day to tell you I love you. I love you every day, with all of my heart, and I hope you know that! *hugs you*

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