Dear Diary
By: Zippypippy
SPOILER: I'm going to switch it up a little bit and do some teacher diaries. :P
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, I would bask in the glory in being one of the most famous writers in North America.
Entry #4
Draco's POV
Dear Diary,
I can't believe that Gryffindor won. I am truly astounded that they pulled through. It was at the end of the second hour that we kept playing. Neither Slytherin nor Gryffindor had caught the snitch. Harry was still searching for the snitch, it was going crazy. Finally Harry found it right in front of him. It was hard to see in the dense fog. He caught it. The game was over. Gryffindor: 450 Slytherin: 320. I am just stunned. I couldn't even come up with a sarcastic remark to say. I am really embarrassed. I boasted and bragged about how we were going to win. I even made bets. It's lucky I only betted eight Knuts. I am really humiliated.
Today I was told that I have to get together with this girl tomorrow. She is in her fourth year and needs help getting into Hogsmead. I have no clue how I got chosen, but I did. Her name is Astoria Greengrass. Other than that nothings really happening. Oh yea, I forgot. The Vanishing Cabinet still has some glitches. I'm trying my hardest to make it work. My lord will be really infuriated if I don't get it to work by the time he needs it. I truly wish that there was an instruction manual. That cabinet is truly frustrating. I think Harry's onto me. He's been acting really weird. Well, Pansy wants to go to get lunch. I don't really know how to end a diary in a cynical way so, see ya.
Prof. McGonagall's POV
Dear Diary,
Today was a very exhausting day. Transfiguration does not work well with first years. I don't mean to sound uncaring, but they can't seem to get anything right. When they try to turn objects into paperclips, they turn their hands into paperclips. Some of the students are still in the infirmary. Plus, when the second years try to turn their pets into goblets, the world turns upside-down. Furthermore, Prof. Trelawney (spelling?) gave a prophecy to the Ministry yesterday. I can't remember exactly what it was. Something about a boy and his dog finding something that's lost. In addition to that, Dumbledore is planning on taking Harry on a trip latter this year. He won't tell me where or why, but every time he starts, he gets lost in thought and never finishes. Well, he's an old man.
I wonder what would happen if I were to write a story about my life as a teacher at Hogwarts. I could call it What a Life by, Minerva McGonagall I could write all about my life here and the students that I teach. That would be nice. In fact I will start it right now. Chapter one: Introduction. The life of a teacher is never finished. Especially is one is to teach with magic. Yea that would be nice. I think someone is calling me. I better go help them. See you later, diary!
