17th Dec 1995 Saturday What's the difference? DD, I put on face mask last night (It's a kinda muggle thing that's green and moisturises your face. Mum sent it by owl for me; I think she is feeling a little bad at me not coming home for the Christmas break!) My face is now green. I have tried scrubbing (which of course meant running down to the bath room, covering my face with my hands, which meant running into walls which I had never seen before, which meant strange looks from people) Oh YAY! Signed, Me Sob sob.. 17th Dec DD, Parvati just came in and saw my face; she just about screamed the ruddy tower down! Which (natch!) caused everyone to come running, including Dean and Seamus (not that I care or anything, of course). Seamus did offer me his nail scrubber, which I naturally rejected, saying "You as-nnoying freak! I don't want your nail scrubber!" I think, Diary, that you know what I meant when I said as-nnoying freak. Luckily, McGonagall helped me with a spell. And with 5 house marks. Then Hermione came in and gave me such a LOOK! I thought that she was friend! It's not my fault that these muggle thingies don't work, is it? Hmph. Yours in extreme humiliation, Me 25th Dec Merry Christmas! I am surprised that it is after I put some hair gel on and walked under a candle. Needless to say, my hair caught alight. I hope this isn't going to become a habit. Dumbledore put it out with a spell and now my hair is quite normal again. Malfoy (the git!) laughed at me. So I slapped him (Very ladylike!). Me A/N: Another chapter! All thanks and praise go to my wonderful beta reader, HermioneFan. She asks me to tell you to review her fic "Top Secret". AAN: As you can se that previous AN was not wriiten by me but by the evil Hermfan!