Once upon a time... well, I'm not entirely sure we should start with "once upon a time." I had been best friends with Lux Pocket and Luna Lovegood for years now, therefore the story couldn't have started this year. It probably started in first year, when we all met. But, now I'm getting off topic.

Yes. We were, are, and always will be best friends, no doubt about it. We are like three parts to a whole. Lux, a Hufflepuff, is loving and very protective of her loved ones. She is the one who is ruled by her heart and not by logic. She's the chatty and crazy one. Luna, the Ravenclaw, is the quirky, intelligent dreamer, but at the same time is the voice of reason between Lux's zany tendencies and indecisiveness and my full-on, down-to-earth stubbornness. I am Ginny, the Weasley girl, the hot tempered one.

And, we are a strange trio, yet not unlike the friends my brother has in Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. It's just slightly different for us. It's like we're different elements that make up one big blonde, brunette, and red-headed... thing.

I snitched my brothers' charmed map in the beginning of first year, when we decided to be friends. We memorized the secret passageways to get from one house tower to another. They used those routes a lot that year, wondering what was wrong with me, why I had disappeared occasionally, scared about what was happening to me. I didn't know it myself, but if it wasn't for Lux and Luna, I probably would have died because of that cursed diary, even before Harry came and saved me.

I decided, in my first year, that I would love those girls forever. I knew they would stand by me through thick and thin, and I would do the same for them.

She sat quietly in the compartment, reading her copy of the Quibbler (upside down, of course. It's the best way to read it), waiting for Ginny and Lux to arrive. Ginny, she knew, would be held back by her mum, listening to her last-minute advice and whatnot. Lux, she also knew, would come barreling into the train station at the very last second, hair still messy from just waking up, clothes sticking out of her luggage.

Ginny entered first, shaking her head slightly, probably still remembering something Mrs. Weasley had said. "Luna!" she finally exclaimed, looking up and rushing to sit next to Luna to pull her into a hug. The blonde girl returned it quickly.

Suddenly, there was another pair of arms around them. "Lux!" they both said, grinning up at the frazzled one, who in turn was kneeling on the seat, looking down at the two sitting girls.

"And the circle is complete!" Ginny said.

"Yes!" she exclaimed with her usual boisterous laugh before pulling her friends in for another hug, "Not to worry, the crazy American has arrived!"

"Oh, good. I was worried I'd have no one to discuss Snorkacks with!" Luna said with her usual faraway smile, slowly putting the magazine down, her protruding eyes watching the Hufflepuff girl take a seat across from them.

"So, let's get down to business," Lux said, propping her feet up on the empty space between Luna and Ginny. "Were either of you picked to be a Prefect?"

They both shook their heads, shrugging sheepishly. Luna never cared for the Prefect position anyway. She reckoned that she could never do well as an authoritative figure in the school. No one would pay much attention to Loony Lovegood. But, then again, she didn't care.

"Did you, Lux?" Ginny asked, playing with the fuchsia laces of her friend's black and white sneakers.

The brunette snorted. "Me? A Prefect?"

"Guess I was right."

"What's that's supposed to mean, Ginevra? I didn't see Miss Weasley with a prefect badge..."

Luna's bright blue eyes wandered over to the window as her two best friends bantered for a few minutes and finally started talking about school. Most would have seen this as excluding her from the conversation, but Luna didn't mind. She loved hearing them just chatter away- Ginny's opinionated speeches and Lux's topic changing. Once in a while, Luna would say something random to make them pause and think. It was how all their conversations went and that was how Luna liked it.

"Dear Diary/Journal/Book Thing,

Hm. I guess it would be wise to give you a proper name. If only I could think of that at the moment. It'll have to wait then.

So, Unnamed Bunch of Paper, do you know what I love best about a new school year? It's the smell of a new journal that my mother gives me every September; the feel of a new journal. It sounds odd coming from me, I know. The thing is that besides Gin and Luna, you're the only other being that I tell all to. Yep. You are my other escape.

Ha-ha. I don't even know why that's funny, but it is.

Anyway, this is my fifth year at Hogwarts. Unbelievable, isn't it? I've made it this far without getting thrown out once. Amazing! I mean, if you knew about all the stuff I've pulled AND gotten away with... Fred and George are my mentors, anyway. And, if I want to leave Hogwarts in a bang like they did, I'm going to have to start thinking about my dramatic exit now!

I hadn't realized how much I missed Luna and Ginny all summer until I saw them this morning on the train. Journal/Diary, I love those girls to death. I have a feeling that this year is going to be fantabulous for the three of us.

I saw a certain twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes this evening. Actually, I still see them because I'm writing while everyone else is finishing up their dinner. I wonder what that guy is up to...

Oh, I've figured out a name for you- Barbados the Masked Avenger, Masked Avenger for short.

Oops. They're ushering us out of the Great Hall now, gotta go.

Love,

Lux Winnefred Pocket"

Disclaimer/Author's Notes: All I own is a pair of sneakers.

So, what did you all think? Tell me if I should continue, or not! Con-crit is very much appreciated! Flames will be read and then bitched about to my friends. Eh. Heh.