George's P.O.V.

I kissed Alex, and then she ran away. Was it bad? Does she hate me? What did I do? I ran off looking for her. I checked the Room Of Requirement again. There was the singing again.

"Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you, too
Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead."

She started walking out and I backed up and hid around the corner. As she left, I ran up and held the door open so it wouldn't erase the room. I walked inside letting the door shut behind me. I saw a notebook on the piano. She must have left it here. I think about it for a moment and cross the room to grab it. I open it to the first page. It's a diary!

August 15

Dear Diary,

Father used crucio on me again. Mother was out. Draco watched then ran up to his room. He didn't even try to help me. September 1st. That's my motivation. That little glimmer of hope that keeps me here. Just wait until September 1st and everything will be okay. I hope...

Wishing I was anywhere but here,

~~Alex~~

Her dad uses crucio on her! I need to tell someone. Mum or Dad! They could report him. We could save Alex from those monsters! Why didn't she tell anyone?

"Ahem!" Someone coughed. I turned around. Uh-Oh!

Alexandria's P.O.V.

As I left, I thought about that song I sang. Why did I sing that? Of all songs, why that? I realized that I had left my diary in the R.O.R. I turned around and walked back.

The door was still there. Why didn't it disappear yet? It always does unless….. Someone's in there….. I opened the door quietly. There was one of the twins- George I guessed- reading my diary! He stood there for a moment.

"Ahem!" I coughed. He turned around. His face froze up in fear. My diary lay open in his hands. He looked at me and down at the diary. He hurriedly hid it behind his back. He had a fake grin upon his face.

I stomped towards him and yelled, "Why have you got my diary?!"

He yelled equally as loud, "Why didn't you tell us your father uses crucio on you?!"

I paled.

I grabbed my diary out from behind his back and stomped to the door. I turned around and added, "Because I didn't want you to like me from pity." Then, I walked out.