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~RJ

November 12th, 2021

I swear, I find only one solution to all this wretched drama.

1.) Move to the Muggle World and snap my wand in half

2.) Curl up and sleep in my sock drawer until all the girls in the world die.

Except for Alice, of course. And all my cousins, well, maybe, not all of them, I'm rather upset at Rose at the moment.

So Megan and I were snogging today (yes, in another broom cupboard), and, well, I won't tell you how, but she poked me with her ring.

That thing is HUGE.

So I very casually held her hand and slipped it off. And I was thinking what to say, so I just spewed out the first thing that came to mind.

"Are you cheating on me?" I tried to make my voice really low, the way James does when he asks the Muggle cashier at the supermarket what time she...never mind. You don't need to know that.

Her lip trembled and she slowly shook her head.

"And why are you wearing it? Because I know for a fact I did not give that to you."

She took it back from me and showed me the inside. "What does that say, Ally?"

Oh Merlin. Not that again, please. "Er, it says, hang on, it says, A.S.P + M.M.C."

A.S.P

That sounds awfully familiar...

Oh. OH. Nononononononononono...

"What's your middle name?" I asked weakly

"Marie." she said quietly.

"Megan, why did you tell Rose that I gave you this ring?"

"I didn't! I swear! This is a purity ring. It means I'm saving myself for you, and only you."

I felt sick, and sat down on an empty bucket. I really wasn't sure if Megan was pure, if you know what I mean. It just seems to impossible, like a nice James. Those things just don't happen.

"Don't you see? Rose is sticking up for Allison-"

"Alice." I corrected automatically.

She continued, ignoring me. "-who is jealous that I'm your girlfriend, and not her."

"And Rose made all this up right? Because she just loves stirring up more drama. She is the gossip queen of Hogwarts."

"She might be."

"Megan, I've known her since the day I was born."

"Well, don't take it out on me!"

She stomped angrily away, with her shirt half undone. I didn't bother telling her.

Like I said.

Two Solutions.

But, I wouldn't survive two days in the Muggle world, and I don't even have a sock drawer at Hogwarts.

Kaput. There go the two plans I actually made.

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~RJ