I have updated once more, obviously! I want to give a big shout out to potterphilsosepher for reviewing and following my story! She also is working on a George/OC story right now that is fantabulous if you want to check that out. As always, enjoy the chapter!
September 3rd, 1994
Dear Cedric,
I decided to skip yesterday's letter because our teachers decided to kill us via homework! Professor Burbage (Muggle Studies teacher, for people who didn't know) gave us an essay on the rubber duck. It's just a duck made of rubber! How am I supposed to write a foot of parchment on that?
Plus, yesterday was uneventful, except for the fact that you are in all my classes. Oh joy! You know what's even better? Today was the first day in Defense Against the Dark Arts. The class I absolutely fail in. Yay!
Professor Moody isn't half as good as Professor Lupin, but he's loads better than Lockhart! Anyone's better than that stuck up bimbo though. All he talked about was himself and he was a fraud all along. I'm sure many of us students kind of knew he was a fraud. However, being the unobservant person I am, I didn't really think about it.
Gosh, I keep getting off the subject. Professor Moody got right to it, demonstrating the unforgivable curses right then and there in front of the class. It was terrifying to say at the least! He also randomly shouted "CONSTANT VILIGENCE!" while he was talking. I don't know how the first years would cope with that; maybe they would pee themselves!
The most annoying part of the class was the seating arrangements. At the beginning of class, Madison was about to sit to my right, when Quinn ran into the classroom and sat in that very seat. Stupid Quinn! Then Madison decided to sit behind me, but Daniel Waters came up to her and asked her to sit with him. Madison just can't be mean to ANYONE not even the guy who fancies the pants off of her, so she complied. Just then, I felt someone ruffle my hair. I turned around, but I already knew who it was. Austin McNay, the class clown of our year, loved to torment the person that sat in front of him. Any guesses who that was?
I was sitting there, head in my hands, thinking this could not get any worse, when Gary Feedman sat in front of me. Gary's not a mean guy or anything, he's actually quite nice. Sadly, he is extremely big, in height, and in weight. I could not see a thing. I craned my neck and moved around to see if it was possible to see something, anything, but had no avail.
So there I was, behind Gary, next to Quinn, and in front of Austin, the only seat open in the class being the one to my left. I stood up to move there, but was pushed down painfully. It didn't take long to realize Austin had yanked on my hair to force me back into the seat, as he was laughing his head off.
I was just about to try moving to the left again, when YOU walked up to the desk. You subconsciously flipped your amazing hair and smiled that smile that all the girls loved. I didn't hear what you said because I was so busy in my lovestruck world.
"Um, excuse me?" You said politely, for the second time. I snapped out of it and then you asked if you could sit there. I kind of had to say yes, or you would have no where to sit. I was eternally slapping myself though because I would never be able to concentrate in class.
In other words, Defense Against the Dark Arts is going to be an absolute disaster!
Hope I survive this year,
K.M.J.
See that? That is my longest chapter yet! Be thankful! Actually, it's only about 650 words, so not really an accomplishment :) Well, review, follow, favorite, or be forever lazy :)