I check my pouch and sigh. Even if I COULD go to Hogsmeade, I don't have any money to spend. Shrugging, I pick up my Transfiguration text, a teacup, and my wand, and head to the library.

While everyone is excitedly greeting each other and making plans for what shops to hit up, I discreetly loosen myself from the throngs of the group. Carefully I pull my cloak up to cover my hair (being a redhead can have its disadvantages) and wander away before anyone can notice me. Periodically I look over my shoulder to be sure no one is following me. Finally, I arrive at the grimy door of the Hogs Head.

The best thing about the Hogs Head is no teachers I think to myself.

At the bar, I order a firewhiskey. From my pocket I pull out an empty butter beer bottle and a funnel. Quickly I pour the firewhiskey into the bottle. Leave the empty container on the bar, pay for my drink, thank the bartender and make my way to a table in the corner. Can't be too careful I think to myself, Last time I actually ran into another student here.

I pull out a journal and quill, (more to look like I'm doing something than to actually do something) and settle into "people watching". As I take a long sip off my bottle I hope that I'm not very noticable.

i probably won't be around much either this weekend for hogsmeade. my friends don't have web access or a computer and i've been over their house this week. might pop in sunday evening though.

I know I should be studying. But, for some reason, the weather has been so incredibly nice, and I just want to frolick. Is that so much? I didn't want to go to Hogsmeade. I'm broke. It would only make things worse. Besides, being a Slytherin who liked to torment younger students was always fun.

Poking my head from my room, where I have been holed up for the past months, I glance around. It has been a while since I last went to Hogsmeade, since I had been working on my recent obsession, trying to find a way to hex computers, so they would work at Hogwarts. Five months into my project, and I had nothing but a bunch of fried motherboards and melted monitors. It was very lucky that I had managed to figure out how to transfigure new parts... otherwise I would have to stop experimentation, due to lack of something to experiment on.

Anyway, deciding that I need a break from my failing project (which might I add, was not helping my schooling at all), and join everyone else. Throwing some clothes on, and running a much needed brush through my ratty hair, (Note to self: Remember, long involved experiments are not an excuse to forgo brushing hair) I ran out of my room, and down to the horse-less carriages. Now for some fun... even if I was dirt poor. ^^;

*looks at knuts in her hand*

five. five? well, that will atleast get me a butterbeer from the pub.