Diary of Jeanne Renard

[Jeanne A. Renard]

September 2nd

Yeah so, I was going through my stuff while I was packing up yesterday, and well, I found that leather jacket I thought I gave back to Desmond. So, now I'm in a pickle, because returning it would be awkward, but keeping it would be awkward too. I packed it up anyway, fully intent on just tossing it to him into his train compartment and walking away, all nonchalant, but I couldn't because I'm a puss like that. I guess it'll sit in my trunk until I can give it to Dante. Maybe I can convince little brother to just slip it into Des's stuff while he's not looking. 'Oh look my jacket mysteriously appeared cool.'

Somehow I don't think that would work out too well for anybody. Shit. Oh well, here it stays for now.

There was a scheduling mix up, my slip said I had a free period but I guess I was supposed to be in Defense Against the Dark Arts. I oh well, the issue got resolved, but I walked into class halfway through like a jackass, just smiling and waving. Thankfully at least a few people I knew were in the class as well. There's talk of a duelling club starting up, but from the look of things Desmond is going to be leading the whole thing. Shit, and I can't just NOT join, but....oh well I guess.

Awkward abound at Hogwarts this year.

Whatever as always,
Jeanne