hey everybody. (: here's another story to kind of go with my new name change. it's called The Diary of Jane; and yes it is named after the song of the same name. (: this song really inspired me in writing this, so please read and review. (: also, this whole story with sort of be written in diary format, what with it being a diary and all. (: also, main character is Jane. (duh.) and this is her diary. please enjoy.

Thursday, September 15, 12:00 AM – Happy Birthday Me.
Dear Diary,

Moving to the wizarding world had been hard on me. I had had to leave all my friends, all my family, and worst of all, my boyfriend. And the worst part was I couldn't tell any of them why I was leaving. Andy was crushed that day. We had dated since we were 7; and then that summer I turned 11, and I got my Hogwarts letter, and then I had to go live with my dad.

I mean, my dad hadn't been a bad person; I had just never seen why he and my mother divorced. That was, until I moved in with him. It was hard on me, since he was never around and then I all of a sudden had to go live with him. The day I showed up with my bags all he could say was 'Oh, I figured you'd show up sometime.' Really dad? You haven't seen me for like a year and a half and that's how you greet me? Whatever fuck you too.

"Alright now pumpkin," my mom had said. "Please try and be good for your father. He's going to try having something with you. And it's easier this way. Just be a good girl, and it will pay off. I promise. I love you. I'll visit soon, I promise!" She said, waving and blowing me a kiss. That had been the last time I had seen my mother. She never came to visit like she promised.

It is now 1:00 AM, and I can't sleep. I have been 17 for an hour now, and I can tell you that it feels no different than if I were 16 or 15. Except now apparently, I'm an adult witch, with no mother, and a worthless father. I have suspected that my mother has just forgotten about me, even though she said she never would. Whatever, I have to get some sleep; I have classes in the morning.

Oh, but before I go; Draco Malfoy talked to me yesterday. (: He told me that he liked my hair curled. I'll have to remember that when I get dressed for classes. Draco has never talked to me before, but I hope he continues to talk to me. I've had a thing for him since 5th year. And the years have been really kind to him.

Okay, that's enough for tonight, I'll write more tomorrow after I don't get a card or presents from my dad. Maybe Elle or Erika will remember. Oh well, I'll see you tomorrow Diary. Good night.
– Jane.

I put my diary back underneath my pillow and turned out my wand. Erika and Elle were still sound asleep in their beds on either side of me. The three of us were lucky that Pansy had roomed with another group of Slytherin girls. I smiled to myself as I remembered the first time I had met E squared. They were twins, and they were shy. Both with beautiful dark hair and wonderfully shaded eyes, I had been drawn to them on the train. They had accepted me instantly, even with the bruises and the red marks on my face, and my extremely pale skin.

I laid down quietly and began to hum to myself. I didn't usually get this much quiet, even when I was in the common room by myself. Humming always helped me sleep when I started thinking about my dad. Just knowing that there was something to take my mind off of him, and the things he did to me, was enough to make me stronger every day.

I finally drifted off to sleep, humming the song that my mother would continually sing to me when I was a young girl. Funny, how music was the only thing that could sooth me. Well, music and love. Knowing that my mother loved me, that E squared loved me, and that I could maybe get the boy I wanted to love me, that too was enough to make me strong.

I woke in the morning to Erika chatting away to Elle. They were talking about what to wear today so that people would be able to tell them apart. "Elle, don't wear my tank top! People will think you're me!" Erika screamed.

"Do you mind?" I asked, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. I was definitely going to have to start sleeping at night. "I was trying to sleep." I smiled at them and got out of bed. "I call the bathroom!" I said, running into the tiny bathroom the three of us had to share.

"Totally, not fare Jane!" Elle said, making it to the door just a fraction of a second after me. "You know I need to do my hair."

"Just watch Erika, she's like a mirror." I said, giggling. It was funny how when the three of us were together, we were all giggling all the time. "I won't take long, I just have to brush my teeth and put my contacts in."

"Jane, I just remembered; Happy Birthday!" Erika screamed through the door as I flushed the toilet. "You're an old lady today."

"Shut up, I know." I said, slipping my bright green contacts in. I brushed my teeth, spit out my toothpaste, rinsed out my mouth and unlocked the door. "Ohhph." I said as I was tackled by the girls. "Jeez, how much do you weigh? 200 pounds each?" I asked, laughing. The three of us just laid on the floor laughing for a few minutes. "Alright, let's go. If you two don't get ready now, you won't go to class today." I said, shoving them off me.

"Fine, but I have the bathroom!" Elle said, jumping at the chance. "I need to use the straightener." Elle made me laugh. She acted like her look was everything. I mean, it was some of her thing, but not her everything.

"So what are you going to wear for your birthday?" Erika asked me as I walked over to my bed. "You can wear that cute little dress I have if you'd like."

"Sure, that's fine. As long as it doesn't clash with my hair." I said, joking. I had died my hair a bright purple to kind of distract from my bruising on my face. She got the dress out of my closet and handed it to me. "Oh good. Black, my favorite color." I said, throwing it on.

"It looks perfect." She said, smiling. "Should I curl your hair?"

"Yes please! Draco likes it curled. He said so yesterday after you curled it for Quidditch." I said, smiling and beaming. Erika had known I had been crushing on Draco for years now. Of course she never said anything to him, even though she had been dating Blaine forever.

"When are you going to actually have a full conversation with him?" she asked, facing me. "He likes you too, you know. He never stops talking about you."

"Really?" I asked. I had never imagined Draco talking about me. He was amazing; with his gorgeous shaggy blonde hair, his sometimes blue, sometimes grey eyes. He was my dream boy, and had been since I met him.

"Yeah, even when Pansy's there; it's pretty funny, actually. Watching her get all mad and red in the face. It makes my day." She answered, getting the curler off the table by the bathroom door. "Just make sure that he sees you today."

"Alright, can do." I said, finishing my makeup and heading down to breakfast.