This is sort of an introduction to my story. I really hope you enjoy it.

If you have any suggestions, comments, or concerns please let me know!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

It was a peaceful night at Hogwarts. If one listened carefully enough, the faintest sounds of owls hobnobbing in the distance could be heard. All seemed to be at rest inside the school. Even the usual turbulence caused by Peeves was nowhere to be heard.

The only motion took place in one of the girl's dormitories. Ariana, a new student in her 6th year, sat under the covers of her four poster with her wand lit. Her silky brown waves were pulled back into a messy bun. Her delicate figure was bent over a parchment in her lap where she was writing intently. There was a faint smile playing on her lips as she manuevered her quill to create something tangible from the seemingly nonexistant hope she held onto. She wrote..

Dear Diary,

Atlast I can truthfully say that he has noticed me! This morning I was running late because I had to finish the rediculously long paper on poisonous concoctions that Professor Snape assigned us, so I nearly sprinted to Care of Magical Creatures after I was done. As I was heading down the hill towards Hargrid's, I noticed a boy (him ofcourse!) a few paces ahead of me. In trying to catch up to see who it was, I managed to trip on a stone lying on my path and as I fell, I let out a horribly embarassing scream. Upon hearing this, I watched him quickly turn around and a split second later, I was in his arms. He had caught me barely inches from the ground.

I was so shocked by the situation that I blurted out the stupidest remark. Not "You saved me!" or "Oh thank you!" like princesses say when they are rescued by Prince Charming, instead I said, "No wonder you're the seeker for our house". If I had been anyone else, this wouldn't have been a huge mistake, but what are the chances I'd know that he was seeker in the very short time I'd been at Hogwarts?

To my surprise, instead of looking at me suspiciously, he gave out a heartfelt laugh, one that almost made me melt through his arms. Even more surprising was the fact that he was still holding onto me. And as if he could read my mind, he abruptly let his arm fall and asked if I was alright.

We walked together the rest of the way, but instead of enjoying those few precious moments all I could do was feel humiliated.

Maybe tomorrow I will thank him properly for saving me, but I have no idea where I will get that amount of courage from. I can only hope that fate will be a little kinder to me now. It's not like there is much else it can take away from me. I still miss Mum and Pa dearly.

- Ariana.