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Anna's POV

Who am I? Hmmm… I would say Mother Nature is retarded to have created a person like me. It's just too bad I don't believe in Mother Nature. I am Anastasia Frells; Anna, for short. I live in a family of seven (what my father say is a MAGIC number, but really is totally crap); father, mother, brothers and NO sisters. I am the youngest in my family, which made me the most useless. My words don't even worth a penny. I am a Gemini, people say I have split personality. Really, curse them all. And, to end it off, I hate almost everybody.

How is my life so far? Disturbing. I was from Durmstrang Institute, but was transferred to Hogwarts instead. That sucks, because Hogwarts only have ONE pathetic subject on the Dark Arts. I am in second year at Hogwarts. And I have never been to a place with Muggles. Am I pathetic or what? I go for the "or what".

Do I have friends? 1. Believe me; you don't want to know her.

What do I love most in life? My dolls.

What do I hate most in life? How should I say this? Everything?

Why am I asking myself stupid questions? Because I am sitting here in the corner looking at my fellow cousins running around the house as if it was on fire, my aunts and uncles talking to each other like the world is going to end tomorrow, my mum cooking up a feast that could feed the entire forest of giants and my brothers watching Quidditch matches on TV which is so boring.

It's CHRISTMAS WEEK! Yes, it is Christmas Week. To most people, it's the most fun part of the year in the whole of their sorry life. To me, it's the lamest celebration ever. What's there to be happy about? Santa is not even REAL for Merlin's sake. Get a life, Kids.

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I am going back to Hogwarts tomorrow. I am SO happy. And that was a lie. Who wants to see my "best friend"? I am so excited to see her tomorrow! As if. Even if I shouted "LEAVE ME ALONE! YOU BITCH!" into her face, she won't leave me alone. So she is my best friend. Or so she thinks.

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"Bye Anna! Make sure you give those cookies to him ok?" shouted my mother as I board the train to Hogwarts. Cookies? I rather eat them myself than give to that detestable man.

"Yea, whatever." I replied. I walked into an empty compartment, threw my bags on the floor and sat down to get myself mentally prepared for a sudden burst of hyper-ness. And there she comes, my "bestie" practically dancing her way in here together with her goodness aura penetrating through the thick cold air, lighting up every single dark spot. She sat beside me and gave me a big hug. Gross.

"Don't hug me."

"Awww… But I like hugs. Everyone loves hugs." She sang.

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I am practically a monster beside the oh-so-perfect her. See the many reasons:

1. She has long blonde and wavy hair, glistening in the sunlight with all its shining shimmering glory. Compared to my fire red hair that seems like the sun itself already.

2. She has a body to die for. But seriously, I won't die for her body. It's stupid. Why would you want to die for her body when after you die you can't have anyone's body?

3. She is in perfect height. Unlike Katie Bell's (some girl in my potion's class) too-tall height, and my very own too-short height. Seriously, a Hippogriff can stomp on me like an ant, and it will not notice what it has done because I am too small to be seen or even felt.

4. She is smart. She aced all subjects. I aced none, since I haven't took any examinations in Hogwarts yet.

5. She is the most popular 2nd year girl. You believe in Santa if you don't know her.

6. She is so kind-hearted. She loves helping people. Which I don't need.

7. Get ready for the worst factor of them all. Her name is Mary-Sue. Perfect name to call a girl. Congrats Mr. and Mrs. St Clair, your daughter have the best name on Earth.

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"Hey, Mary-Sue, you've grown prettier since the last time I saw you," goes Marcus Flint as he walks past our compartment. No surprise.

What comes next? Mary-Sue says humbly that she isn't pretty to begin with. How nice of her to say that? GO HER!!!

The rest of the train ride was boring and predictable. Guys coming into the compartment to hit on her. Guys glaring at me, with those what-the-hell-are-you-doing-here eyes. Me glaring at them back, with my leave-alone-or-I'll-skin-you-alive eyes. I hate them.

Finally, I see the castle. It is close to 7 now and the skies are dark, the way I like it. And Mary-Sue goes all, "Oh, I hate it when it's dark like that. It's creepy." We all head to our respective houses for the Dumbledore Speech. Make it quick, Old man. My eyes wander to the Gryffindor table and there I saw Mary-Sue waving her hand at me. I rolled my eyes at her.

Ok old man, you've got the permission to talk longer without me complaining about your boring speeches which has neither climax nor any excitement in any form. I just don't want to have another minute with that hyperactive girl.

Ok, so Dumbledore isn't that boring. He is just either naggy or senile, repeating that stupid news all over again. When he finally ends his 30mins long speech, I desperately need the toilet. So, I carried my tired body all the way to the girls' toilet and did what nature decided to curse upon all creatures that they have created.

When I came out, guess who I see? Blonde girl with a pretty face? No. I see Brunette with a squalid face.

"Hey, Darling!!! Sorry I missed Christmas with you this year. How was it?" Brunette says.

"Better without you. Go away. I want to live."

"Awww… You know you want Me." goes him. Really, this sentence drives me sick. Toilet, I need you once more. Why did Mother Nature ever invent puke?

"I know myself very well. And I am sorry to say, I have not even the slightest interest in you and your miserable life with Quidditch."

"You can insult me, Anna. But you will not insult Quidditch." I think I punctured him.

"I just did." I replied as I start to walk away from Oliver Peevish Wood.

"Anna!"

"What?"

"Be sure to come tomorrow, my Quidditch Match."

"Whatever."

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How is my life so far? So I forgot to mention Oliver Scummy Wood, my bad. He is my very unfortunate fiancé. I had him as my fiancé ever since I was born. Maybe even before that. Yes, I was betrothed. Why? Because I come from a Greek-Catholic Family. It's a bloody old tradition, somehow my mom and Oliver's mom agreed with it. So I am stuck with Oliver for the rest of my miserable life. I hate moms.

Is he faithful? Hmmm... Faithful enough to remain oblivious to fan clubs, I think he is bloody faithful! To Quidditch, that is. I don't care less. As long as he is out of my hair.

What if I fall in love? Haha… When that happens, the muggles may probably see the Hogwarts Castle.

My bed! I love her. I immediately went to sleep after such an exhausting day.

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Mary-Sue's POV

I am so happy to see Anna today. Anna is very beautiful, unlike me. I am not beautiful. Those guys were just being nice when they said I was. She is my best friend! Even though she is often bad to me, but I don't mind. Maybe she is troubled. I think I should help her. I love helping people. It makes me so happy. Maybe she needs a boyfriend or something.

End of my first chapter.