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This is the most awkward position I have ever been in…this week.
I am currently hiding under a poster of Harry Potter. Which was slashed and sliced and poked by the Slytherins almost a thousand times, and I couldn't even tell if it was harry on the poster surface if it weren't for the scar on his forehead.
Oh, if I didn't mention it before, I am currently hiding behind the table, in the Slytherin Dungeon.
This is about the most awkward place I have ever been to write in a diary before. I think it's even more awkward than actually being in the chamber of secrets.
How did it end up like this!
It started out as such a normal day—
I was eating in the Great Hall, as usual. When there was a commotion at our table. Someone read the Daily Prophet out to the entire table, and the article is basically saying that Harry is a liar and Dumbledore is an old fool.
Unfortunately for me, my seat is right in front of Malfoy and his followers. I sat back to them, pretending to eat my pie when actually listening to their conversation.
"My dad said to be prepared. I may be joining very soon." Malfoy said.
I frowned in disgust. Grabbe and Goyle oohed and ahhed in awe.
"How is it possible? You're not even of age yet!"
"Ah! Age doesn't matter in this case. Do you really think, the dark lord cares if I'm 16 or 17?"
But you're 15. I thought.
"Draco, so he is actually back?"
"Ask your parents, why don't you?" Malfoy said in annoyance. "When I'm one of them, I won't be in class anymore."
"Where will you be?" Grabbe asked stupidly.
"Where he is." Malfoy said, putting emphasise on "he". "Dad already explained the situation in the letter he sent me."
"Wicked!"
"Lower your voices, you fool." Malfoy said, "Come'on. We're late for Umbridge's class. I can't wait. It's slowly becoming one of my favourite classes."
"But you hate school."
"Exactly." He said, walking out of the Great Hall.
I forgot to chew.
One thing I know for sure is that I've got to find that letter.
I could spare the details of how on earth I found the Slytherin common room…
But I'm bored at the moment waiting for the common room to clear out, So I'll keep on writing.
To put it simply, I…
I …
I…
I feel ashamed to even write this down in my own diary.
I seduced Blaise.
Yes. I seduced Blaise Zabini.
It was perhaps, the more daring thing I have ever done in my life.
To put it simply, I followed Zabini to the dungeons, right before he enters, I call out his name.
"What are you doing here?" He frowned at me.
"Oh just passing by." I said randomly. "But I need your help on something…"
He raised an eyebrow.
I moved closer to him, and lowered my voice to barely a whisper.
"I noticed that you were staring at me the other day…"
He flushed, and said determinedly that I'm lying.
"Was I mistaken? But that's a shame though…" I said, and then giggled like a childish teenage girl.
Ok, I seriously don't know what happened. Somehow it worked.
Believe me. I would have never dared to try this if my hair is green. But it's not green anymore. In fact, due to the unicorn hair potion, my hair looks better than before. It now flows like a waterfall, and all split ends disappeared. Not to mention it has a faint glow that is more radiant under the sun.
Madam Pomfry said that Unicorn hair beautified my hair. Not that I'm complaining.
Hermione asked me how I did it; I told her honestly it was the unicorn hair. She sighed wistfully, and said, "I wonder if it's worth it, getting kicked by a unicorn just to get such beautiful hair."
"You're exaggerating."
"You mean you weren't kicked by a unicorn?"
"I meant my hair."
Anyways, back to the present. As I was saying, I only dared to pull this seducing trick on Zabini because I really did notice him staring at me, and I think it's all thanks to my hair. My hair gives me confidence as a woman. I am confident that I will pull this trick off.
"Hey. It's kind of cold here… Do you want to go to someplace warm?" I asked him.
He said, "Oh, yes, let's go outside. It's sunny…"
"Oh, do you really want to be seen with me…" I asked softly.
He hesitated.
"Let's go inside."
"But…"
"Come on, It's lunch time. Nobody is in…"
"Alright…"
He said the Slytherin password, and we walked in.
It is true, nobody is inside.
As soon as we are in, he tried to kiss me.
I pushed him away, and said menacingly "Stupefy!"
He fell over like a ton of bricks.
I used all my force to move him under the couch, and then I heard someone coming in to the Common room.
So I did the only thing I could think of, ducking behind the poster of Harry Potter.
This is where I still am for the last… 30 minutes now. My leg is getting cramping.
It didn't occur to me until the last 5 seconds that I'm missing Umbridge's class.
Ah! I think the last Slytherin just walked out of the common room. I think it's safe to leave now…
A/N: more updates tomorrow. Or later. Depends on when I finish my History project. Any suggestions questions plz feel free to tell me.
