Reality Bites
By Ginny :) and AuthorByNight
Author's note: This was written by Ginny:) and AuthorByNight.
Now, a few other notes; if you haven't read Louise Rennison's books (Angus, Thongs, and Full Frontal Snogging, and either It's OK, I'm Wearing Really Big Knickers [if you're in the UK] or Then On the Other Hand, I'm Not The Girlfriend Of A Sex God [if you're anywhere else] then this will make almost NO SENSE.
Also, AuthorByNight would like to add that her stories are not going to be updated for various reasons. Sooo sorry guys!
Oh, and btw, because this story is taking place in Britain, and Ginny:) is British (though AuthorByNight isn't) there is going to be British spelling and grammar and slang and what have you. Colour and Color are the same thing. Got it? Good.
Enjoy the show- or fic, rather! :)
One last thing: AuthorByNight hasnt read book 3 (sloowww packaging). So we're going by book 2 of the Georgia series.
Disclaimer: Louise Rennison owns Georgia, Jas, Libby and the rest. J K Rowling and Warner Brothers own Harry Potter- Mary Grandpre (sp?) owns the illustrations. We own our own insanity. MWAHHAHAA ::cough::
Ginny :) and AuthorByNight
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AUGUST 5TH
4 PM
Today was really odd. Jas and I were walking at the shopping centre (Vati had dropped us off), and suddenly she goes "Robbie is cute." I was really shocked! How can she like him after all we have been through?! Besides, what about 'hunkey' [Jas' boyfriend]? She can't just drop him and go after my beloved... can she??? Well, actually...
"Jas.. don't even think about it! Robbie--" but Jas shrugged.
"So?"
I got mad, and all of a sudden, her hair turned pink! OK, that is not normal. I gawked at her, like a guppy at feeding time [not a pleasent sight].
"Your hair!!!!!!" Jas took a strand and gasped.
"OK, Georgia, what did you do to it?!"
I shook my head. I was laughing really hard, but I managed to stutter, "First you like Robbie, then you think I dyed your hair pink? How? You've.. you've gone mad...!" (again) the weird thing is, suddenly, her hair was its normal colour again! Weird or what?
Jas's face went all slack jawed, like she forgot her mouth was there, which is pretty funny in anyone's book.
I glanced around, and noticed this bloke... putting something in the pocket of-- he was wearing robes! How freaky-deaky is that?! Where did he come from?! The bath?
I thought about pointing it out to Jas, but she was fuming and was being very unreasonable about the whole thing. Finally, I convinced her it was probably the lighting. But I know it wasn't. Only Jas would believe that. She has the brain on a mollusc sometimes. Pity she doesn't have the fringe of one. If I really was the one to change her hair, I would definitely have had that cut off, rather then just turning it pink. Even so, the whole thing was wierditty weird weird!
5 PM
Libby is watching Barney, god help us all. If I hear "I love you" one more time, I'll scream. I say that because Libby is always singing that song.
Okay, why is there an owl flying during the day? I must be hallucinating.
5;15PM
I knew I shouldn't have drunk any of Mutti's herbal tea.
5;25PM
All the same, it would explain a lot about my parents.
6 PM
This was really weird! The man from the shopping centre just came to our house.
Apparently, he is a Wizard at this school for Witches and Wizards- Hogwarts or something. It seems that I'm a witch, but I wasn't on their list. Either that, or he's been at Mutti's tea, too. I tried asking him, but Vatti told me to shut up about it. Since no-one wants to see Vatti in a rage [very scary experience], I did as he ordered.
Reluctantly.
Anyway, this guy found out today when he saw me, I guess. I don't believe it. I AM A WITCH!!!!
7PM
Well, that's if the whole thing is true. Bets?
I'm supposed to go to their boarding school in September. Coolies! I'll be starting as a 5th year, and will go two days early.
Wait-- that means I'll go August 29th. Dumbledore- the man- instructed that I do not tell anybody. Mum and Dad are going to explain to Libby when she is a bit older. Very strange. So, what do I tell Jas and the rest? I could always say that I am moving to Kiwi a Gogo without my parents, although I'm not optimistic about them believing me. Oh, well, nuts!
AUGUST 16th
They didn't take it well. I told Jas I was moving. She got very angry, saying it was my fault, and when I couldn't explain what it was, she told me to leave immediately. So we aren't speaking. Just fab. The others are acting okay, but I think that's because they think I'm joking, since they haven't seen a moving van.
How sorry they will be. Especially Jas. When she realises how dull life is without my sparkling personality, she will be sorry that she ever laughed at my Stuffed Olive costume a year ago.
Sobbity sob.
Tomorrow I go supply shopping. Wikkid!
AUGUST 17TH
I met the oddest people! And that's saying something, because I didn't think you could get much odder then Mutti, Vatti, or my crap cousin James.
I went to this groovy place, "Diagon Alley", and I got my wand-- A wand! Ohhh, this is gonna be good!-- As I left the store, I saw these three boys- one who had almost silver hair and was smirking, this red-head who was being held back by this kid with black hair and glasses. I decided to watch them. Boys trying to kill each other is always amusing.
They were cute, especially the silver head one. The silver head one said "First year of Hogwarts?" I nodded.
'But I'll be a 5th year."
I didn't want to mention I wasn't always a witch- what if they thought that made me uncool? The red head said
"Oh. So what House do you think you'll be in?"
I had no clue what they meant. How was I supposed to know the Houses? And why should it matter? It always depends... I supposed Hogwarts did it differently?
"Oh, any House. Totally. I just hope its not the one that boffs always end up in- that would be really naf."
The silver kid gave me a look and said, "Oh, I'll make sure you aren't. Just don't associate with these two idiots- stick around with the right kind. I'm Draco, by the way." He obviously thought that he was 'the right kind'. What does that mean anyway?
Mad, the lot of them. But quite yummy, though...
I shook his hand, wondering what the heck his parents were thinking calling him "Draco".
"I'm Georgia Nicholson."
"What are boffs?" the redhead said. He was scowling, and he seemed to think that his red robes set off his complexion. If you want my opinion, he was wrong; they matched it.
"Kids that aren't cool, you know. Don't fit in." I said. "The ones that get beaten up a lot." I looked at the black haired kid, and noticed something. There was this thing on his head.
"What's with your head? Did you cut it?" The guy flapped down his fringe. His hair is almost as annoying as Jas'!
Draco laughed. "See, his parents were like him- they were with the wrong sort!" Then he glared. "Wait; don't you know who he is?"
"Oh, yeah," I lied, "He's that kid. The one off the TV..." The dark boy raised his eyebrows at me.
"You're a mudblood!" Draco laughed. The redhead jumped on him, and the other kid just stood there, which was a pity, because it's always fun to see guys scrapping.
"Don't worry about Draco Malfoy," he said. "he's completely idiotic."
"Yeah, I know people like that." Most of them attend my school, or at the very least relations.
"And Ron's just temperamental."
I heard a muffled voice say "I am not!"
I giggled, feeling like Wet Lindsay. Good grief. I will have to kill myself if I ever get that feeling again! Horrible, owly girl!
The kid said "Ron, I can see Hermione."
"Oh, yes. You're girlfriend!" Draco sneered, so that he looked like one of those guys from out of the films, the one who will shoot everyone before the end. Cuteness!
Ron jumped up and yelled [touchy!] "She is not my girlfriend, Draco Malfoy!"
Draco just sneered again and snuck off, mouthing to me, "Later, mudblood."
I rolled my eyes, "So, whose this Hermione person?" I never liked that name. Can't spell it or pronounce it half the time. Who's call their kid that? It should be made a criminal offence.
"Our friend," went the boy (Harry or Gary or whatever), "Oh, and Ron, I thought I saw her but I didn't."
Ron sighed. "Just as well. Didn't need a lecture about fighting-- not that she can't be just as bad"
I gasped, "Wait a minute- is her last name Granger?" Ron nodded.
"You could know her, she's muggle-born, and I assume you are as well."
"Oh..." was all I could say. "Er, yeah, um... she was in my year four class." What I didn't add was that I hadn't been her favourite person.
My main memory of her is of her telling me that I was over-reacting when the school pet mouse escaped in the west wing, and it ran up my skirt. It also bit me, but let's not get into the painful details here... anyway, Hermione acted like it was all my fault, because I forgot to shut the cage!
Honestly, some people!
AUGUST 19TH
2PM
There is now 10 days til I leave for Hogwarts. 10 days of putting up with Mutti and Vatti. 10 days of listening to the Barney Song. 10 days of ignoring Jas back, because she ignored me first.
Typical.
I figured that I'd take Angus as my familiar. When it said that I may take 'an owl, or a cat, or a toad', it didn't specify weather or not that cat had to be sane, and so Angus is the most likely [not to mention only] candidate. Besides, I couldn't leave him here, all alone, with only my callous family to look after him. There'd be no-one to love him as much as I do... Vati would probably lock him in the 'shed'. Mutti would forget to feed him his little bit of sausage by trailing it round on a string for him to pounce on... she wouldn't let him play with Mrs. Next Doors' poodles... and as for what Libby would do... lets not go there. Let's just say that baby booties, her dummy, bonnets and toy pram would play a large part.
4PM
Mutti says I'm not allowed to take Angus to Scotland with me! How mean can you get?!
"But he'll miss me!" I told her.
"The journey will unsettle him," she goes, acting all 'reasonable pairenty', "It won't be fair to keep him cooped up."
"Well, you grounded me the other day for accidentally breaking the garden gnome, and kept me all cooped up in my room!" I'd been doing an hilarious comedy act with the gnome, which had Jas and Ellen in stitches, especially when I tripped over the patio and went flying, bringing the gnome with me. Not that my parents cared at all. They only got annoyed when they found out that the gnome's head had come off, and I didn't have enough money to pay for it.
"Don't be ridiculous, Georgia. Anyway, I didn't ground you for breaking the gnome, I grounded you for being rude when I told you off."
"Well, if Angus breaks a gnome, can he come with me?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No!"
"Well... what about if I'm really good for the rest of the time til I go? Then can I take him? Please please please?" The warning bells should have rung then, but noooo...
"Well, all right. Only if you're polite, kind and helpful until the 29th." Oh, right! Why not just ask me to grow an extra leg?! Humph. Adults. But I didn't say that. Instead I said;
"Of course, mother darling. What is it you require?"
"Go and get the washing in from the line, then set the table."
Still... it's all in the name of love.
AUGUST 28TH
Argh! Sisters! Who'd have 'em?!
Not me if I had a choice, that's for flipping well sure! My own 'beloved' sister is the reason I haven't written in the last few days. She nicked my diary, and hid it in the cat basket. Heaven knows why. I tried asking her, and she said something about showing Angus it. Good grief.
Urgh, it smells horribly of dead shrew.
On the bright side, she isn't old enough to read it. Even better, my parents didn't find it. I don't even want to think about what would happen if they ever read this... ugh...
I've made up with Jas. She phoned up last night, begging my forgiveness. Well, kind of. Actually, she phone up to ask me what the history homework was, but such details are not important.
Anyway, I ended up telling her the truth about everything. Hogwarts and such. She decided to stop being so stubborn about not talking to me in the first place, after she'd stopped laughing.
Well, who cares if she thinks I'm mad? This is the girl who would choose some boy over her best friend [ie; me], after all. If that isn't a sign of madness, I don't know what is.
Tomorrow I leave for Hogwarts... I wonder what it'll be like?
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End of part one... please read and review?
Ginny :) and AuthorByNight