by Hermionie Miranda
No wonder I never stop embarrassing myself, whether as a lion or a badger. I just never stop after embarrassing myself once. It’s almost as if it’s a life-long cycle. So you’d expect me to screw up again after that whole “getting caught with whiskers in the Hufflepuff Common Room” incident. When it comes to that area, I definitely lived up to the expectations, dear diary of mine.
After being caught with the whiskers, I of course sneaked out again the next day. I had to wake up at the crack of dawn in order to prevent being seen by anyone as I put on my lion costume. I left my dormitory at record speed right after, and ran all the way up the stairs, to the Gryffindor Common Room. The Gryffindor Common Room has a paw-scan system instead of a password to let you in, because of course, when the lions aren’t being lovingly lazy – they create awesome techno gizmos!
The system let me in only because I found something called “Lyin’ Lion Gloss” at Zonkos, when I went to Hogsmeade last weekend. The slogan on the can, which is as follows: “For that wannabe lion who wants to be a fake-lion fur real!” just lured me into buying the product. It was pretty