This is a story about a girl named Lucky…

Early morning, she wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on the door
It's time for makeup, perfect smile
It's you they're all waiting for
They go…
"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?"
And they say…

She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night

Lost in an image, in a dream
But there's no one there to wake her up
And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning
But tell me what happens when it stops?
They go…
"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?"
And they say…

She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night

"Best actress, and the winner is…Lucky!"
"I'm Roger Johnson for Pop News standing outside the arena waiting for Lucky"
"Oh my god…here she comes!"

Isn't she lucky, this Hollywood girl?
She is so lucky, but why does she cry?
If there's nothing missing in her life
Why do tears come at night?

She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night

December 25-
Does that song describe me or what? That's what Mandy says anyway. She says she thinks of me everytime she hears it. I guess that's nice. My best friend thinks of me when she hears a song about a lonely movie star.
But, it makes me think. Am I as lonely as Mandy thinks I am? I read a letter from her today and she sounded happy. I don't think people even miss me back in California. Oh well.
Today's Christmas! It was a pretty good one too. Very different from Christmas at home, but not bad. I got a TON of candy! Plus, some other cool stuff. The weirdest part was that the invisibility cloak I got in the beginning of the year is back.
My father knows me too well. He sent you to me just as I was on the last page of my old diary. My mother sent me makeup. And, she actually thinks I'll wear it too. I like makeup ok, but I don't think I'll use it while I'm at school. I don't think I could take the torment I'd get from Ben everyday.
Well, I'm going to read my new books now. I'll write more later.
-Stacy

December 27 -
Another boring day. I'm actually starting to look forward to classes starting again. Then Courtney, Peter, and everyone else will be back. I even miss having homework! Why'd I have to do all of mine so early into the vacation?
Keith took all of the boys outside to play Quidditch this morning. Wendy and I watched them for awhile. She was mad because Keith refused to let us play. I wasn't too upset about it. I'm still not very good at flying. What if I fell again? Maybe I'd have more fun in the infirmary than in here.
Grandma hasn't written back to me yet. I'm starting to get worried about her. My mother said she was sick, but she didn't say what was wrong with her. I hope it isn't anything serious. I hate when my family keeps things from me. They think they're protecting me. I don't need their protection! I'm not as weak and timid as everyone thinks I am. At least, I hope I'm not.
Ben just came back. The boys' Quidditch game is finally over. He wants to go see Hagrid. I guess I'll go with him. More later.
- Me

December 27 evening-
Well, I just got back from dinner. Keith and Ben are playing another game of wizard chess now. They've been playing every night since our break started. They refuse to let me play. Life isn't fair!
Ben and I didn't make it down to see Hagrid. Professor Potter stopped us in the hall and asked if we could help him with a lesson plan. He's going to teach us about evil wizards, like Voldemort, when classes start again. He said he is only supposed to teach them to seventh years, but he decided to teach all of his classes.
Ben was really excited about it. Voldemort fascinates him.
Not in a bad way. Or not in the way that came out. He just thinks he's very interesting.
I think I'm tired. That's why I'm not making any sense. Goodnight.

December 29-
I got a letter today! It wasn't from Grandma though. It was another one from Courtney. Rachel's driving her insane still. She says she can't wait to get back to school. She hates not being able to do magic at home. Peter wrote to Ben yesterday. He's having a good vacation. At least one of is.
I helped Ben with his homework again. I think he's starting realize that when I "suggest" how he might want to try a question I'm actually giving him the answer. Oh well. If it keeps him here, it's worth it. He's starting to do better in school. I've seen him in the library a lot.
I seriously think he might have a crush on Courtney! He got a really excited look in his eye when I mentioned she'd written to me. But, then he pretended not to care when I read her letter. As Mom always says, 'That's like a guy'.
I played chess today! The boys finally let me have a turn! Ben let me win. I know he did. I was really bad at it, but I ended up winning anyway. I started a game with Keith, but he wandered off halfway through so I played with Ben again. And won again.
It's really weird being in here by myself. There's almost always someone else in our room when I'm in here. It's almost like being back at home except there are four other beds and everything looks different.
I read the first few chapters of my mother's latest book today. Why do publishers keep printing her books? They're all the same! This one's focused around me. The first few chapters are about my conception and her pregnancy. It wasn't that bad. She didn't go into a lot of detail. Thank God.
Keith and Ben just came back up from another Quidditch session. It's time for dinner.

December 30-
I am so tired! Wendy and I got to play Quidditch today since two of the boys didn't show up. She was thrilled and actually did really well. I wouldn't be surprised if she really does make the Hufflepuff team next year.
Anyone who actually thought I would be good at it was proven wrong today. They made me Seeker for my team. Keith, of course, was the other one. He had caught the Snitch before I even noticed it. Wendy insists all I need is a good trainer- her.
Professor Potter monitored our game today instead of Madam Hooch. He seemed to enjoy watching us play. After the game, he gave me some advice on how to be a better Seeker. Ben found this really funny and wouldn't stop teasing me about it during dinner. He's starting to get on my nerves.
-Stacy

December 31-
It's New Years Eve! My parents are probably at some important person's party. Not that I'm bitter about it. I hate going to those parties. All of the people ask me if I'm sure I'll be able to stay awake until midnight and when I do they insist I took a nap sometime during the party. It's really annoying!
My grandmother STILL hasn't written back yet. I'm getting worried now. I haven't seen Ana for a couple days. If I don't hear from either of them tomorrow I'm going to send another letter with a school owl.
Hogwarts doesn't do a lot for the New Year. It really is not an important holiday for wizards. We had a normal dinner, but they are letting all of us, not just the third years and up, go into Hogsmeade tonight for a festival there. I can't wait! Keith keeps talking about how great it is there.
Plus, Courtney and Peter are going to meet us there. The rest of the school is coming back tonight to go the festival. It's the first time they've had one, so everyone's really excited. It's going to be really fun. We don't have to wear our school robes! I might even wear a little makeup. Not much though. Ben's teased me enough today.
Oh! Ana just flew in my room. My grandmother's going to meet me at the festival. Well, I better go get ready.
- Stacy

A/N:
That was pretty weak. Oh well. I tried to make it like an eleven year old's journal. My entries when I was Stacy's age sounded something like that anyway. And since Stacy's loosely based on myself, it works out I guess.
This part wasn't a real chapter, I guess. I don't know when Chapter 7 will be out. Sometime in the next week I hope.
The main purpose of this was to set up some things and to get through the Christmas vacation quickly. I know I said it was 2 weeks long in the previous chapter and this was only about nine days. My idea is that it was supposed to be two weeks, but they all came back early for the festival.
I don't remember them celebrating New Years in the books, so I just made the festival up. It does have a purpose though...
Once again, sorry for spelling/grammar errors. Please review and let me know what you thought.
Thanks!
- Hope

Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and Scholastic. (I think I've forgotten the disclaimer for some parts. Well, I don't own it at all!)
And, the song in the beginning is Lucky by Britney Spears. I don't own her or the song.