So I was just sitting, minding my own business and entertaining the whole room with my singing.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!! OHHHHHHHHH ohhhhhhhhh OHHHHHHhhhhh! Hear I am in the shade of the street, asking people for money to eat, what did I ever do to deserve this-" When some horribly idiotic person yelled in my innocent face,

"SHUT UP, LACY!" Honestly, I can't believe people these days, no common courtesy. It's not like I did anything to deserve it, and, unfortunately, as I thought of that I promptly burst into song again.

"I wish I could lay in the sun, same things as everyone!"

"Argh, Lacy! Shut the hell up! I'm sick to death of your incessant whining!"

INCESSANT WHINING? Excuse me little miss perfect, but I do believe it's called singing, idiot. Of course, I didn't quite say that. Instead I ended up meekly leaving the common room and going for another long, long, long walk. Did I mention it was 11o'clock? No wonder my grades are falling.

So there I was minding my own business again when someone huge and very scary, (did I mention it was very dark?), came running into me. It wasn't like I just jumped off some staircase and onto another or anything, honest! Anyway I let out a very girlish scream and fell hard on my ass, and to prove it I still have the bruises! Anyway back to the scream, (did I mention how my stupid voice always lets me down?), I landed on my ass and sat looking up at him stupidly.

Apparently he didn't even fell me hit him just heard the scream, because he was looking around with a very confused look on his face (the bit of his face I could make out). It was really quite funny, it wasn't my fault I ended up hysterically screaming, "YOU LOOK SO DEMENTED!" straight into his face.

Honestly, I didn't scream that loud shifty eyes. Anyway I ended up rolling around the floor clutching my sides, especially when he jumped backwards and fell over himself in surprise. He must be such a klutz.

I think he was slightly scared by me at this point because he got out his wand and pointed it right at my eyes, I could just make out the wood in front of my face. Yeah he must've been scared, very very scared. Almost like I felt when the very huge guy who I couldn't see properly pointed his wand at my face, yep he must've felt just like that.

Back to the wand pointing scared stranger, I was just about to make out his face when he muttered "lumos" with the wand RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY EYES! My very precious eyes! Is he psychotic or just plain stupid?

No, I'm just guessing he hates me like everyone else. Self-pity always makes me feel better. So near blind with pain, ok ok, almost dying with shock, OK, slightly surprised and temporarily blinded, he told me off for being out of bed so late! The cheek of it! I mean, he was out of bed to, right? I said this very indignantly to him and do you know what he did? He laughed! And a very disturbing laugh he has to, like hyenas cackling or well, baby hyenas at least.

And he sent me back to bed, honestly I was only complying because he was so damn weird. I mean that's what most people say about me, but him! He must be a right outcast, a maniac only allowed into the school at night. That's right, he's probably actually a maniac ghost! Although how come I didn't fall straight through him? Damn reason, always ruins everything!!

I'm back again, my dear diary! Did you miss me? Oh of course you don't actually know who I am yet, do you? Right then, my name is Ashley Lacy, I am a 6th year and in Gryffindor house, although half the people on my house don't actually know that. I have long brown hair, grey/green eyes and pale skin, which is actually really annoying because ever time I look in the mirror I always look like a ghost.

Never mind. I have an infatuation with Mr. James Andrews, 7th year in Gryffindor house, although he doesn't even know my name. The other day he called me Aaron when I picked up his pencil, so it doesn't bode well does it?

I am laughed at, teased, attacked and generally ignored by the rest of my house mates, which is a luxury compared to the treatment I get from the Slytherin's. I tried and sort of succeeded in potions today until some ridiculously ugly Slytherin barged into me and made me tip my potion all over Professor Slughorn, I didn't do it on purpose, honest!

What is it with diaries and not believing me? Professor Slughorn didn't believe me either, grumpy old git. Gave me, innocent goody two shoes Ashley, detention with him for a whole bloody week! And bloody Sirius Black, who kept giving me weird looks all lesson, ended up cursing the dolt who knocked into me and got detention as well. The only thing that could make my detention worse is with some popular faggot trying to boss me around, just because I'm lower than them in the whole 'social ladder' thing.

Argh they make me mad, although I'm always very careful not to let them know this, I just content myself with thinking rude things about them in my head. It goes like this, "hey Lacy, pick this up for me, now," and I'll be all like, "yes, yes of course." But in my head I'll be thinking, you lazy ugly fat cow pick it up yourself, oh I forgot, you can't bend because your skirt will ride up so high that your kickerless ass will be in plain view. Although if you had thought of that I'm sure you would have done it by now. See? I may seem very timid but really, I'm a roaring tiger! Yeah, right.

So hear I am, just summarising my day so far before I go to the torture chamber for my undeserved detention. Argh what if Slughorn wants to have it on with me? I always knew he was getting bored of McGonagall. Oh well, at least I'll have Sirius for company. Yeah like he'll make me feel any better, I bet he won't even try to flirt with me because everyone thinks I'm a complete lesbian, (no offence), which I am not! It's just all the right guys are gay. Anyway I better be off, speak later as it's not like I have anything better to do.

Time to go to the front line and face the fatal wrath of Slughorny and a certain Mr. oversexed Black.