Okay I know I'm being dramatic but SERIOUSLY how much longer can this quarantine go on? Pomfrey keeps saying "maybe next week" but at this point I think she's just making it up as she goes along. I'm starting to forget what the Great Hall looks like.
Things I've learned about my fellow Gryffindors during forced isolation:
Peter apparently has an entire stash of Chocolate Frogs hidden under his bed that he's been rationing like we're in some kind of post-apocalyptic wasteland. He offered me one yesterday and I genuinely teared up. This is what cabin fever does to people.
James has been acting REALLY weird lately. Like weirder than usual weird. Yesterday I caught him just staring at his laptop screen with this expression like he'd seen a ghost, and when I asked if he was okay he literally jumped and slammed it shut so fast he almost broke it. Then he started rambling about Transfiguration essays for like ten minutes straight. Since when does James Potter care that much about schoolwork? 🤔
Also he hasn't mentioned asking me to Hogsmeade ONCE this week. Not that I'm complaining! It's just... unprecedented. Usually by now he'd have come up with at least three different "creative" ways to ask me out. The silence is honestly more concerning than the pestering.
Sirius has been even moodier than usual, which is saying something. He keeps putting up these angsty Dashboard Confessional lyrics as away messages and sighing dramatically every time someone tries to talk to him. Like yes Sirius, we get it, you're deep and misunderstood. Very emo of you.
But honestly the BEST part of this whole quarantine situation has been watching Marlene and Mary. They are being absolutely disgustingly cute and I am HERE for it.
Like yesterday Marlene convinced Mary to have a "spa day" in their room (with what supplies, I have no idea, but somehow they managed it) and then spent an hour braiding each other's hair while Mary read poetry out loud. POETRY. I walked past their door and heard Mary doing this dramatic reading of some muggle poet and Marlene just giggling like she was listening to the most fascinating thing in the world.
Then this morning I found them in the common room at like 6 AM, curled up together on the couch sharing a cup of tea and whispering to each other. When they saw me they both blushed and tried to act casual but Marlene's hair was all messed up and Mary had this dopey smile on her face. They're not fooling anyone and it's adorable.
I asked Marlene about it later and she just got this dreamy look and said "quarantine makes you realize what's really important, you know?" UGH. They're going to give me cavities from all this sweetness.
It's actually making me think about... well, relationships in general. Like here they are, stuck in tiny dorm rooms for over a week, and instead of getting sick of each other they're getting CLOSER. That's got to mean something, right?
I've been single for so long now that I'd almost forgotten what it looks like when two people are genuinely happy together. Not the dramatic "I'll die without you" stuff you see in movies, but just... comfortable. Like they fit.
Makes me wonder if I've been too picky all these years. Or maybe not picky enough? I don't know. Being trapped with your thoughts for eight days straight really makes you overthink everything.
Random quarantine observations:
Things I'm going to do the SECOND this quarantine ends:
Okay I should probably try to actually do some homework. Or start that fourth book. Or reorganize my trunk a fifth time.
Anyone else slowly losing their sanity? Please tell me I'm not the only one.
xoxo, Lily