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Brianna
Oh, bloody hell I wish all this shit would just fucking go away.

I'm over what happened with Miranda. And as far as I can tell, Miranda's pushed it out of her system too (I don't understand girls at times so I can't really be sure). The only person still holding on is Merridew.

I'm going to set this straight at least to you since you're not as thick as everyone else and you probably deserve to know, Quidditch captain and all. I didn't do a damn thing yesterday until Merridew pushed me. I did not instigate a fight, I did not hunt him down and taunt him to see what would happen. He lashed out at me. And no, I'm not going to sit there like a duck on water and do nothing back. I never threw a punch, the worst of it was me shoving him hard enough to knock him off his feet. I'm not sorry for a damn thing that I did because he started it and he's the one who can't just fucking get over everything that happened--though I'd rather he would. I'm sick and tired of people staring at me and whispering about me around the corridors. I'm certainly sick of feeling as if the entire house would jump onto his side of a fight, too.

If anyone is going to instigate shit on the pitch, it will be Merridew. As I previously said, I'm bloody over this whole...thing. I want to get finished with school and just fucking get out of here it's annoying me so much. But. That being said, if Merridew throws a punch, throws his club at me mid-game, flies too close, grabs my leg and then begins to gnaw at it like a rabies infected badger, then yes. I am going to fucking fight back. I'm letting you know that right now straight up. I don't want to fight him, but I don't want to play the rag doll and just hand my arse over to him.

The only suggestion I have now is that you extend this same warning to Merridew if you haven't already. Because he's the one harboring all the ill feelings, not me. I know you have no jurisdiction over him. I get that. But I'm not doing a damn thing because there's nothing in my system that I need to get rid of so that I can take advantage of something.

Oh bloody hell, I'm a fucking girl now. This is way too long And I'm sorry if this seems to be ridiculously long. I haven't really talked about what happened with anyone else--even Otto--and I needed to get it off my chest.