Chapter 2 The Diary
Aphelia woke feeling fresh and rejuvenated. Noticing that Hermione had left her alone, Aphelia decided to explore her house. Aphelia noticed that the bedroom was the door across from Hermione's, and the one down the hall to the right was the guest room. Peeking inside the room to make sure it was empty, Aphelia entered.
"Jack Pot!" she said as she saw her brother's and Ron's stuff scattered on the floor. There were robes, spell books, wands, socks, underwear, and posters of the Chuddley Cannons everywhere! That's when she noticed a black leather book with a lock on it. Looking around one more time, Aphelia grabbed the book and went into Hermione's room where she noticed Hermione had come back. She quickly hid the book behind her back.
"Hey Lea! I wondered where you went!" Hermione said as she noticed Aphelia at the door. Aphelia smiled and gently floated the book out of Hermione's sight and had it land on her luggage case.
"Oh! I, uh, was looking for the bathroom!" she lied, trying to find a way to cover up where she had been. Hermione approached her.
"Silly! It's right across from my door!" Hermione said, giving Aphelia a playful sock.
"Gee! No WONDER I couldn't find it!" she said, sounding very corny as she did so. Then it struck her.
"Where's my brother?" she asked, noticing that she hadn't seen them since she arrived in Hermione's room.
"Oh! Ron decided he HAD to go to work with my father, and Harry didn't feel like being stuck with a bunch of girls so he went along also! You know what that means..." said Hermione, a grin spreading wide across her face.
"No, actually, I don't. What does it mean?" Aphelia asked. She had never stayed the night at anyone's house before, and Hermione was her only friend that was a female.
"SHOPPING!" Hermione squealed as she jumped up and down on her bed. Aphelia was struck with amazement. She never believed that of all girls, HERMIONE would like SHOPPING!
"I've never been shopping before!" squealed Aphelia, "Wait. I haven't got any money," she added, biting her lower lip.
"We can trade in some Galleons and stuff!" Hermione added. Aphelia's face brightened. In muggle money she was dirt poor, but in wizard money she was rich! Aphelia grabbed her little pouch that held the remainder of the money she had taken out of Gringott's for school supplies and they ran down stairs.
"Mom? Mother? Mommy?" Hermione started in a pleading sort of voice, "Can you take us shopping? PLEASE!!!!" she begged.
"Oh, I don't know, girls. I have a lot of paper work to fill out for your father!" replied Mrs. Granger.
"PLEASE Mrs. Granger? I've never been shopping before, and the worst part is that I live in a mug… well, that I DON'T live in a wizard community!" Aphelia covered, helping Hermione in getting Mrs. Granger to take them shopping.
"I'm sorry, girls, but I just don't have the time," started Mrs. Granger, " but you know who CAN drive you?" she added, pulling out an envelope.
"Who? Can they take us now?" Aphelia and Hermione asked at the exact same time.
"Hermione can! She just got her license sent in the mail to her!" Said Mrs. Granger taking it out and handing it to the girls. They jumped and squealed.
"But mommy, I don't have a car. How am I supposed to get there?" asked Hermione as she secretly gave Aphelia a high five.
"Ugh! You can take my car! Just be back before your father gets home!" Mrs. Granger had to call the last part to them, for they were already rushing towards the car. When they were far away from the house Hermione started to speed up.
"Woo hoo! What a rush! I could get used to this!" yelled Hermione as she stopped at the stop sign. "I just wish Harry was with us!" she added.
"I wonder where Draco is, I haven't heard from him for about a month," Aphelia said, looking into her passenger side mirror.
"Ugh! SCREW Draco! Let's have fun! If I were stuck on Harry as bad as you are with Draco, I'd go insane!" Hermione yelled as she started off again. *News flash, Hermione! You're WORSE than I am with Draco!* Aphelia wanted to say so badly, but she kept her mouth shut.
"You're probably right. If he doesn't want to talk to me then screw him!" She yelled and with that her heart felt a lot lighter. They drove around for a while, and went shopping. Aphelia only bought one outfit, but it was to DIE for. The shirt was a sling (one shoulder strap) and said 'Goddess', and it had a matching skirt. The background color was green, and it had silver vines crawling all through both the shirt and skirt. She thought it was perfect for Slytherin, and Hermione got a matching one, though hers was red and gold, and said 'Princess'.
"Oh, CRAP!" yelled Hermione. "We're ten minutes late! We have to get home FAST!" and with that she grabbed Aphelia's arm and pulled her out into the car and sped off. When they arrived home Aphelia noticed that Harry and Ron were there too.
"Hey guys! We're back! Sorry we're late, the traffic!" Hermione lied. Mr. and Mrs. Granger both looked at their watches.
"Don't worry, Hunny! You're only ten minutes late!" said Mrs. Granger. "I'm going to start dinner! We're having fried potatoes!" Aphelia smiled.
"YUM! I LOVE fried potatoes!" and Mr. and Mrs. Granger left the room. Aphelia smiled and flopped on the couch, as did Hermione.
"Where've you guys been? I've been worried sick about you Hermione!" Harry said. Both Ron and Aphelia rolled their eyes.
"Those two are making me sick!" whispered Aphelia to Ron as she joined him on the other couch.
"I know what you mean! It's like 'Hermione this, and Hermione that!' He doesn't even care about Quidditch much anymore!" Ron pointed out. Aphelia raised a hand to her mouth.
"I don't believe you!" she said, crossing her arms. There was no WAY her brother had stopped liking Quidditch!
"Ask him about Quidditch yourself," defended Ron as he crossed his arms. Aphelia smiled at him. "What?" he asked.
"Nothing! It's just, sometimes you can be so cute!' he smiled. "Harry, you're captain of the Quidditch team now right?" Aphelia asked.
"Huh? Yeah why?" he asked, tearing his lips away from Hermione's just long enough to ask to answer her.
"No reason, I was just thinking about trying out to be keeper of the team now that Wood's gone, that's all!" She added.
"Huh? What about Wood?" he asked her. Aphelia sighed, and Ron gave her an 'I told you so' smirk. Aphelia laughed at him.
"Okay! Okay! I believe you know, but it's still sickening! And I thought Draco and I were bad!" she added.
"What about Draco and you? How is he anyway?" Ron asked. Aphelia started to examine her finger nails.
"Why don't you tell me? I haven't talked to him for a month! He's still mad at me for trying to kill James," she sighed.
"Er, sorry about that, but you know he did deserve to die! He tried to kill Hermione!" Ron added, trying to support Aphelia's case.
"I know he did, and I even brought that up, but oh NO! That was BEFORE he knew he was related to Draco!" said Aphelia, mocking what Draco had kept on telling her during their fights.
"Draco's a prick! I've always known that, and if he chooses a scumbag like James over you then that boy needs to straighten out his priorities!" Ron said. Aphelia laughed.
"Thank you Ron! You really cheered me up! So, how did your day go at the dentist's office?" Aphelia asked, trying to change the subject.
"It was WONDERFUL! I have so much to tell my father about! Those funny little shaped Chairs, and shiny things people like to call 'braces'! It was all so wonderful, and bloody," he added, remembering having to watch Mr. Granger perform a root canal. Aphelia laughed at Ron's sudden burst of excitement, "and what about you? How'd your 'shopping' go?" he asked.
"It was okay. I just learned that I'm NOT a big shopper, but Hermione sure is! She stood looking at one shirt for over an HOUR!" Aphelia joked. Ron started to laugh also. Soon Mr. Granger came and told them that dinner was ready, so they all went and washed up.
That night after dinner Aphelia and Hermione headed up to Hermione's room and made a bed out for Aphelia. After they were done Hermione immediately turned out the light.
"Um, Herm? Do you have a flashlight I could use?" Aphelia asked. She hadn't been able to look at the diary all day, so she figured she'd do it know while she was alone.
"Oh, yeah. It's on the table, but don't knock anything over when you get up to get it!" whispered Hermione as she rolled onto her side.
"Uh, levitational powers, remember?" asked Aphelia as she floated both the book and the flashlight to her. Looking around on the floor with the flashlight, Aphelia found a hairpin and began to pick at the lock until it sprung open. Instantly she flipped to the front page.
Dear Journal(or whatever),
Hi, my name's Ron Weasley. I've never messed with such silly muggle contraptions before, but I found this with some of my dad's stuff and decided to use it. I am fifteen years old and I have just exited my fifth year at Hogwarts with my best friend Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. I just met Harry's twin sister, Aphelia. She seems okay, though she's in love with my worst enemy, Draco Malfoy! Could she have any worse of taste?
Gotta go! (Dinner)
Ron
Aphelia shut Ron's diary and started to cry. It was true, she did have bad taste! She always chose the guys who had the power to hurt her! She didn't know what was wrong with her, for she wasn't stupid, in fact she was quite smart! She wasn't sure if she was going to like Ron's Journal, but she was going to finish it, alright! She wanted to know what else Ronald Weasley hated about her!
Aphelia woke feeling fresh and rejuvenated. Noticing that Hermione had left her alone, Aphelia decided to explore her house. Aphelia noticed that the bedroom was the door across from Hermione's, and the one down the hall to the right was the guest room. Peeking inside the room to make sure it was empty, Aphelia entered.
"Jack Pot!" she said as she saw her brother's and Ron's stuff scattered on the floor. There were robes, spell books, wands, socks, underwear, and posters of the Chuddley Cannons everywhere! That's when she noticed a black leather book with a lock on it. Looking around one more time, Aphelia grabbed the book and went into Hermione's room where she noticed Hermione had come back. She quickly hid the book behind her back.
"Hey Lea! I wondered where you went!" Hermione said as she noticed Aphelia at the door. Aphelia smiled and gently floated the book out of Hermione's sight and had it land on her luggage case.
"Oh! I, uh, was looking for the bathroom!" she lied, trying to find a way to cover up where she had been. Hermione approached her.
"Silly! It's right across from my door!" Hermione said, giving Aphelia a playful sock.
"Gee! No WONDER I couldn't find it!" she said, sounding very corny as she did so. Then it struck her.
"Where's my brother?" she asked, noticing that she hadn't seen them since she arrived in Hermione's room.
"Oh! Ron decided he HAD to go to work with my father, and Harry didn't feel like being stuck with a bunch of girls so he went along also! You know what that means..." said Hermione, a grin spreading wide across her face.
"No, actually, I don't. What does it mean?" Aphelia asked. She had never stayed the night at anyone's house before, and Hermione was her only friend that was a female.
"SHOPPING!" Hermione squealed as she jumped up and down on her bed. Aphelia was struck with amazement. She never believed that of all girls, HERMIONE would like SHOPPING!
"I've never been shopping before!" squealed Aphelia, "Wait. I haven't got any money," she added, biting her lower lip.
"We can trade in some Galleons and stuff!" Hermione added. Aphelia's face brightened. In muggle money she was dirt poor, but in wizard money she was rich! Aphelia grabbed her little pouch that held the remainder of the money she had taken out of Gringott's for school supplies and they ran down stairs.
"Mom? Mother? Mommy?" Hermione started in a pleading sort of voice, "Can you take us shopping? PLEASE!!!!" she begged.
"Oh, I don't know, girls. I have a lot of paper work to fill out for your father!" replied Mrs. Granger.
"PLEASE Mrs. Granger? I've never been shopping before, and the worst part is that I live in a mug… well, that I DON'T live in a wizard community!" Aphelia covered, helping Hermione in getting Mrs. Granger to take them shopping.
"I'm sorry, girls, but I just don't have the time," started Mrs. Granger, " but you know who CAN drive you?" she added, pulling out an envelope.
"Who? Can they take us now?" Aphelia and Hermione asked at the exact same time.
"Hermione can! She just got her license sent in the mail to her!" Said Mrs. Granger taking it out and handing it to the girls. They jumped and squealed.
"But mommy, I don't have a car. How am I supposed to get there?" asked Hermione as she secretly gave Aphelia a high five.
"Ugh! You can take my car! Just be back before your father gets home!" Mrs. Granger had to call the last part to them, for they were already rushing towards the car. When they were far away from the house Hermione started to speed up.
"Woo hoo! What a rush! I could get used to this!" yelled Hermione as she stopped at the stop sign. "I just wish Harry was with us!" she added.
"I wonder where Draco is, I haven't heard from him for about a month," Aphelia said, looking into her passenger side mirror.
"Ugh! SCREW Draco! Let's have fun! If I were stuck on Harry as bad as you are with Draco, I'd go insane!" Hermione yelled as she started off again. *News flash, Hermione! You're WORSE than I am with Draco!* Aphelia wanted to say so badly, but she kept her mouth shut.
"You're probably right. If he doesn't want to talk to me then screw him!" She yelled and with that her heart felt a lot lighter. They drove around for a while, and went shopping. Aphelia only bought one outfit, but it was to DIE for. The shirt was a sling (one shoulder strap) and said 'Goddess', and it had a matching skirt. The background color was green, and it had silver vines crawling all through both the shirt and skirt. She thought it was perfect for Slytherin, and Hermione got a matching one, though hers was red and gold, and said 'Princess'.
"Oh, CRAP!" yelled Hermione. "We're ten minutes late! We have to get home FAST!" and with that she grabbed Aphelia's arm and pulled her out into the car and sped off. When they arrived home Aphelia noticed that Harry and Ron were there too.
"Hey guys! We're back! Sorry we're late, the traffic!" Hermione lied. Mr. and Mrs. Granger both looked at their watches.
"Don't worry, Hunny! You're only ten minutes late!" said Mrs. Granger. "I'm going to start dinner! We're having fried potatoes!" Aphelia smiled.
"YUM! I LOVE fried potatoes!" and Mr. and Mrs. Granger left the room. Aphelia smiled and flopped on the couch, as did Hermione.
"Where've you guys been? I've been worried sick about you Hermione!" Harry said. Both Ron and Aphelia rolled their eyes.
"Those two are making me sick!" whispered Aphelia to Ron as she joined him on the other couch.
"I know what you mean! It's like 'Hermione this, and Hermione that!' He doesn't even care about Quidditch much anymore!" Ron pointed out. Aphelia raised a hand to her mouth.
"I don't believe you!" she said, crossing her arms. There was no WAY her brother had stopped liking Quidditch!
"Ask him about Quidditch yourself," defended Ron as he crossed his arms. Aphelia smiled at him. "What?" he asked.
"Nothing! It's just, sometimes you can be so cute!' he smiled. "Harry, you're captain of the Quidditch team now right?" Aphelia asked.
"Huh? Yeah why?" he asked, tearing his lips away from Hermione's just long enough to ask to answer her.
"No reason, I was just thinking about trying out to be keeper of the team now that Wood's gone, that's all!" She added.
"Huh? What about Wood?" he asked her. Aphelia sighed, and Ron gave her an 'I told you so' smirk. Aphelia laughed at him.
"Okay! Okay! I believe you know, but it's still sickening! And I thought Draco and I were bad!" she added.
"What about Draco and you? How is he anyway?" Ron asked. Aphelia started to examine her finger nails.
"Why don't you tell me? I haven't talked to him for a month! He's still mad at me for trying to kill James," she sighed.
"Er, sorry about that, but you know he did deserve to die! He tried to kill Hermione!" Ron added, trying to support Aphelia's case.
"I know he did, and I even brought that up, but oh NO! That was BEFORE he knew he was related to Draco!" said Aphelia, mocking what Draco had kept on telling her during their fights.
"Draco's a prick! I've always known that, and if he chooses a scumbag like James over you then that boy needs to straighten out his priorities!" Ron said. Aphelia laughed.
"Thank you Ron! You really cheered me up! So, how did your day go at the dentist's office?" Aphelia asked, trying to change the subject.
"It was WONDERFUL! I have so much to tell my father about! Those funny little shaped Chairs, and shiny things people like to call 'braces'! It was all so wonderful, and bloody," he added, remembering having to watch Mr. Granger perform a root canal. Aphelia laughed at Ron's sudden burst of excitement, "and what about you? How'd your 'shopping' go?" he asked.
"It was okay. I just learned that I'm NOT a big shopper, but Hermione sure is! She stood looking at one shirt for over an HOUR!" Aphelia joked. Ron started to laugh also. Soon Mr. Granger came and told them that dinner was ready, so they all went and washed up.
That night after dinner Aphelia and Hermione headed up to Hermione's room and made a bed out for Aphelia. After they were done Hermione immediately turned out the light.
"Um, Herm? Do you have a flashlight I could use?" Aphelia asked. She hadn't been able to look at the diary all day, so she figured she'd do it know while she was alone.
"Oh, yeah. It's on the table, but don't knock anything over when you get up to get it!" whispered Hermione as she rolled onto her side.
"Uh, levitational powers, remember?" asked Aphelia as she floated both the book and the flashlight to her. Looking around on the floor with the flashlight, Aphelia found a hairpin and began to pick at the lock until it sprung open. Instantly she flipped to the front page.
Dear Journal(or whatever),
Hi, my name's Ron Weasley. I've never messed with such silly muggle contraptions before, but I found this with some of my dad's stuff and decided to use it. I am fifteen years old and I have just exited my fifth year at Hogwarts with my best friend Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. I just met Harry's twin sister, Aphelia. She seems okay, though she's in love with my worst enemy, Draco Malfoy! Could she have any worse of taste?
Gotta go! (Dinner)
Ron
Aphelia shut Ron's diary and started to cry. It was true, she did have bad taste! She always chose the guys who had the power to hurt her! She didn't know what was wrong with her, for she wasn't stupid, in fact she was quite smart! She wasn't sure if she was going to like Ron's Journal, but she was going to finish it, alright! She wanted to know what else Ronald Weasley hated about her!