Prologue
All my line of vision could see was white. Everywhere I looked there was snow covering it. The treetops, the grass, Hagrid's Hut, everywhere. Don't get me wrong, I love the winter wonderland in fact winter was probably my favorite season but what was the point in having snow if you couldn't go out in it? Okay, I can go out in it, but why would I want to when I don't have any friends to go out with? While I'm stuck here in Gryffindor Tower for Christmas break they're all having fun with each other and their families. It's not like I'm not used to it or anything, I mean I've spent every winter break here at the castle, but this is the first year that I have no one here with me. Yeah, there are other Gryffindors here, but I'm not friends with any of them, most are in fourth and third years. I'm a seventh year, three year difference right there.
Oh, I should probably explain a few things shouldn't I? Well my name is Mary Macdonald. Yes, like that muggle fast food restaurant whose food is so greasy that even a pig would have second thoughts on eating it. Anyway, it was not my family who invented the place, nor did my family know the guy who did. So now that that's been made perfectly clear, lets get on to bigger and better things. Take my size for example…I'm tall, quite tall actually. Though that may not be considered big or even really better I saw a connection. I'm probably about 5'10" in height, though I haven't really checked in a year. I don't want to know how tall I am, I already know I'm practically a giant for a girl considering I completely tower over all my other friends.
What about my hair you ask? Well that's a completely different story. The faded brown strands hang limp around my face, stopping just as they get to my shoulders, not exactly what one would call fantastic hair but it's mine, and just like anything else that's mine it's boring. No matter what I do to it my hair will somehow always end up getting back to it's flat, limp form. No volume, no curls, not even one lousy wave-just my boring, old, faded, flat hair. Don't get me wrong, my hair can be okay at times like when it's tied up in a ponytail in the back of my hair where it swings from side to side as I walk. I mean it does my justice sometimes, it goes along perfectly with my lanky structure. As for my eyes, they're basically the same as my hair-common brown poop-colored eyes. Nothing special. Just like me.
Anyway, enough about me-we've already established basically all you need to know. Let's get on to the more interesting people, shall we? Take my best friend, Lily Evans, for example. She's perfect. Seriously, this is not an exaggeration. Perfect grades, perfect curly, shiny red hair, and perfect emerald eyes. Even though her skin is paler than mine (which is saying something considering I'm just about as white as a bleached sheet) it looks good on her. In fact, that milky complexion adds even more beauty to her stunning eyes. Not fair if you ask me. I mean, couldn't she pass on some of her genes to me? Both of us could have flaws then, and maybe I'd look a bit better though I doubt even her miracle genes could save me.
Well you'll learn more about Lily later, she does tend to be around me constantly anyway. So on to some of my other friends, there's Alice Montgomery aka 'Miss Mush'. Yes, that is what I call her, you know why? She has to be the most romantic girl I've ever met in my entire life. Every time she sees some love struck couple in the hallways it practically reflex for her perfectly round face to crumple in a cute 'aww' way. Did that make sense? Oh well if it didn't, it did to me but really there's no other way to describe her behavior. Sometimes it's a bit sickening, but she is probably the most adorable girl in Gryffindor Tower. Her short blond hair flips out at the ends complementing her face shape, and her round blue eyes have that cute baby look to them. It's no wonder why Frank loves her so much. Too bad for the couple that he graduated the previous year. It must be hard for them with a long distance relationship.
Well there you have it, my two best friends. Yeah, I know you ask why are they friends with a person such as me but in truth I ask myself that very question every day. The answer to which has yet to come to me. They're loyal though, really. You don't know how many times they've stuck up for me over the past seven years, and for that I'm grateful. I really don't know what I'd do without them. Seriously, they're like sisters to me considering I don't have any. Only child here.
I guess you're wondering what the point of all this is, anyway. Why are you reading some dumb girls ramblings about Merlin knows what when you probably have better things to do? Well the answer to that is that I have the most amazing, interesting, and fantastical life known to wizard kind, and you're just really eager to read all about it. Ha! As if, maybe I wish that was the reason behind this but no it's not. The reason is that I feel as if the world should know how my life went from boring and predicable to unpredictable, stressful, and quite frankly-out of the ordinary. And since I'm such a nice person I skipped over all the boring routine crap, and went right to where everything started to change. The day that train arrived indicating the start of the second semester of my seventh year.
Honestly, had I known that the second half of my seventh year was going to be as hectic as it became, I would have signed up to be a monk or something-live a life of solitude away from everybody and everything that made my life complicated. But I didn't know that it was going to, so of course I had to suffer-through it all. Not all of it was bad, though. No, some of it was actually enjoyable-embarrassing, but enjoyable.