a/n this is my 1st fanfic and I'm pretty rubbish at writing stories but who cares anyway on with the story!!tickles mad dragon-bee thing in a snow globe.
p.s yes i am addicted to dragons and snow globes.
today the old bat locked me up in a sparkley cage with nothing but this diary and a pencil for company, sometimes i wish that i hadn't eaten that thing that he called a 'stolle#' i think thats what he called it. Anyway to make matters worse he mutters something in parseltongue at me, parseltongue for god's sake! I'm a snake, how am i supposed to understand that, i barely understand snake talk without him confusing me even more! Now i float along an this cramped, see through prison in wich i can hardley move. Anyway thats enough moaning from me for now, if the old bat sees me writing he'd probably put me in an enchanted hamster ball for protection from nargles (why cant he see that they are your friends not enemies)
sorry that its so short its but its my first please dont flame about the shortnes.#stolle is what nagini heard it is actually a sole