Katie's Journal
by Sumdea
September 1st
:-6am-:
HOLLA!
God, did I really think that?
That's pretty embarrassing I am not gunna lie!
Well how can I lie? It's my thoughts.
Anyhow… I should probably introduce myself, this being the first entry and all.
I am Katie Bell. I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am currently in my fifth year and I am on the Gryffindor quidditch team. Go Gryffindor! We are the best quidditch team since… well… forever! I am a chaser along with my two best girl pals ever, Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson.
Umm… I should probably credit the twins, it being them who gave me this… umm… interesting journal. Fred and George Weasley are the beaters on our perfect quidditch team. They happen to be much like bludgers themselves. Trust me when you see them you'll understand.
Why am I thinking like you are a person? That doesn't even make sense.
Oh so I should explain the thinking thing too. Umm… well… Fred and George gave me this journal for my birthday and it is a very special journal too. First of all it is neon orange and has green netting on it (it is one of their creations). It also has an anti-theft device that starts to bite you when it is taken by someone who doesn't know the password. It also writes what you are thinking, awfully useful because half the time my arms ache from writing, this being OWL year and all (okay! Okay! I am lazy! There I have admitted it!).
I am surprised that the twins gave me something as harmless as this. They are notorious for their painful gifts. They want to open a joke shop when they are older. They totally will be perfect for the job too.
These are the gifts I got from them; maybe it will adequately describe my meaning.
Year 1: a fake wand that turned into a miniature shark. It seriously hurts when it bites
Year 2: bath bubbles that turned into dungbombs when put into water. I couldn't get rid of the smell for days
Year 3: a cake made with all of Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans. Trust me cake doesn't taste good as grass or puke. But I must say it was a creative gift.
Year 4: this ruddy journal
So do you see what I mean? I opened the prezzie this year and I stepped back curious not to be in the way of anything that might explode.
Oopsie. I didn't finish with the team. Okay well there are two more players on our perfect team. Harry Potter is our loverly seeker. He is just great, the youngest seeker in forever. And last but definitely not least is our fantabulous keeper… dum dum dum (drum roll please)… OLIVER WOOD! Yay. If Oliver read this he would kill me for mentioning him last. Oh whatever. Oh god. When we were at Ange's party this summer and he took his shirt off. Drool. He is so sexi. Those toned muscles. Yumm.
OH! Wait! Scratch that! Don't write that down. Erase! Erase! ERASE!
Got to go get ready. Ciao.
I really hope nobody reads this
:-On the train-:
Hehe. It is so fun to be back again. Hogwarts is like home to me. Yay. Ange and lic and the twins are in the compartment. Where is ollie?
"hey where is ollie?" I ask. I haven't seen him in ages.
"you just wanna make out with him that's why you are asking" Ange speaks up. Blood rushes to my cheeks.
"katie and ollie sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" the twins chorus twirling around the room.
"oooowww!" they chorused but for a completely different reason. Hehe. My foot accidentally hit their shins. Hard. Hehe.
That'll teach them for making fun of me. Hehe.
Oh theres ollie. I blush hoping he didn't hear anything that was said. Ohh yes I don't think he did. Yay.
"Hi ollie." We all greet him. He smiles at us. Oh he is so dreamy I just can't handle it. I just wanna go up to him and snog him senseless. I probably shouldn't think things like that just incase the twins get my journal. Oh whatever I cant help it.
"Katie? Katie?" I hear them say. Oh oops I've been thinking too much again.
"huh?" oh I am just so eloquent
"kates we are going over plays aren't you listening" oliver said. Oops I batter pretend to understand.
"Yah I know. I've been listening" I know I am just so witty (insert sarcasm)
"Right." Oliver answers. I think he realized that we were a lost cause because he stopped talking about the plays. Hehe.
"Yo kitty-kate you are using our prezzie I see." Fred looked at my lap where the gift presided. Oops too late to hide it now.
"umm… yah?" again with the eloquentness (is that a word?). "noooooo!" I dodge the attack of Fred as he lunges at me to grab the journal. I run around the compartment dodging the twins. God they are good. No wonder they are beaters.
Owwww. Owwwww. Owwwwww. Why do they always trip me. Well at least I landed on something soft. Oh wait that is oliver's lap. Ooohh awkward. Well I am closing you so I don't get even more embarrassed.
Au revoir.
A/N What do you think? Is it a lost cause? I kinda wanna know. I kind a like it. I will have to read the HP books again tho. Oh question what are the age gaps between everyone.
Harry ------> Angelina, Alicia, Katie, Fred, George --------> Oliver
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