Disclaimer: Anything is Rowling's. I just borrow the characters and the storyline of the first book for this POV. Well, some things are mine, too. The fact that Hermione is writing this diary, for example. And I can't remember to have read from the books who Hermione was sharing a compartment in the train during her ride to Hogwarts with, so this 'gang' is mine, too. Not the characters, just the fact that they sit together.
A/N: Well, it's 0.14 AM and I'm beginning with the second chapter. I'm giving you the time when I ended this chapter at the end, too. So you can see, what I mean with always writing at night.
Dear Diary...
It's me again. It's September 1st and I'm sitting on the train on my way to my new school, Hogwarts. The train is called the Hogwarts Express. I'm sitting in a compartment with some other girls. There's Susan Bones, Lisa Turpin, Millicent Bulstrode and two girls who look just the same - Padma and Parvati Patil. They're twins. The other girls are first years, too. Millicent and Susan are sitting next to the window, Padma is sitting next to Susan, Parvati next to Millicent. Lisa is sitting across from me, right next to Padma. She asked me, what I'm writing as the school hasn't started yet. I told her it's my diary. Then all the girls giggled. They soon let me just be, not paying any attention to what I'm doing. I bet you a pound that I could just tie Parvati's shoelaces together without them noticing. Not that I would care. 'Cause I really don't. I just...
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There was this boy, he was looking for his lost pet toad. His name was Neville. The boy's. The toad was called Trevor. He asked if we have seen him. The boy. The toad. Well' we hadn't. So I went to help him searching. I had never seen a pet toad before, so I thought if I can help him finding it, I can find out what the difference between a pet toad and a toad is. We asked in all the compartments. But we didn't find the toad. We'' we did find something intresting, though... Harry Potter is on this very train! The same Harry Potter from 'Modern
Magical History' and' The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts' and 'Great
Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century'! He was sharing a compartment with a boy with red hair whose name I have completly forgotten, though. Well, never mind that. I mean, there are four houses at Hogwarts and hundreds of students - how big is the possibility that we end up in the same house anyway?
When I got back to the compartment I told the other girls too that I had met Harry Potter just a few minutes ago. They were so excited. They asked me all these questions about how he looks like and does he really have that famous lightning scar and who he was sharing a compartment with and which compartment it had been, the usual thing. I told them skinny, black-haired, green-eyed, yes, i don't remember and I really don't remember. Well, the girls are gone now. Bet you a pound that they're searching for Harry Potter's compartment right now. Or spreading the news. That could be as well.
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It was too loud to concentrate on writing so I went to see what was up. All the kids were running up and down the corridors. And they seemed to know quite sure that Harry Potter was on the train. I went up to the front to ask when we were supposed to arrive. He said we were almost there. I was on my way back to my compartment as I remembered that Harry Potter and his companion hadn't had put their robes on yet when I was there first. So I decided to go and check if they had changed already or if they needed to be reminded to do that. As I was almost there I heard a scream. I run to the compartment. As I got there I ran direct into this pale boy with blond hair and those two boys like bodyguards right behind him. I said I'm sorry. He didn't answer at all, just turned and walked away, the two other boys following him. I've never seen anyone this arrogant in my whole life. He seemed to be thinking he's something special, something standing above all things. This attitude makes me really mad at people. I entered the compartment to find Harry Potter and the other guy still in Muggle cloathing. I asked if they had a fight. That other boy told that they hadn't. But of course they had. When the boy saw that I didn't fall for that bluff he tried to blame his rat! Does he really think I'm this dumb?! No, wait, don't answer that...
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I was sorted into Gryffindor. So were Harry and that redhead boy (I think his name was Don or something similar, but I'm not sure of that) and Parvati. Susan was sent to Hufflepuff, Millicent is a Slytherin and Padma and Lisa became Ravenclaws. That arrogant pale git and his bodyguards are in Slytherin as well. The boy who lost his toad, Neville, is a Gryffindor, too. We were brought to the castle by a very big man who seemed to know Harry. We reached the castle in which the school is in little boats. I was in the same boat with Harry and Neville (who had found his toad for last) and the redhead. After the sorting there was a great feast and then we were sent to bed. I noticed that there were other redhead boys too. Only a little older. And they look very alike. Wonder if they're related? There are ghosts in this castle too. And a poltergeist. His name is Peeves. We met him on our way to the Gryffindor tower. He dropped a bundle of walking sticks on Neville's head. I don't like him at all. I mean Peeves. One of the redhead boys (his name was Percy or something similar, he's a prefect) gave us the password for the tower. It's Caput Draconis. We have two redhead boys more. I think they're twins. They look both just like the other. The door to the Gryffindor tower lies behind this portrait of the really fat lady in a pink dress. The woman on the portrait talks! And she moved around. too. Well, all the people on the portraits do that. It was really scary at first, but it's quite intresting. But she shouldn't wear pink. The lady on the portrait, I mean. This is really not her colour. It makes her look very very fat. I just hope she can't read this... The dormitory is really great. I've never sleeped in a four-poster before. I feel like a princess from a fairy-tale. The four'poster has curtains of deep red velvet. Red is the colour of the Gryffindor house. Red and gold. The other girls' beds look the same. Well, I suppose I have to stop writing now. The girls are already yelling at me to blow out the candles and go to sleep. They say they can't sleep with the light on. So I'll have to finish for now. And I'm having lessons tomorrow morning. So I'll have to get up earlier.
Good night, dear diary.
Hermione
A/N: Just in case you wonder - it's 1.51 AM now. I'm writing more another time, OK? I haven't slept right two nights in order, so I am forcing myself to getting away from the computer and to sleep. As always, beta read by Luinthoron, the BlueEagle. This chapter is also dedicated to him. If you're done with reviewing this fic, read his Draco Liber as well. It's the best!
A/N: Well, it's 0.14 AM and I'm beginning with the second chapter. I'm giving you the time when I ended this chapter at the end, too. So you can see, what I mean with always writing at night.
Dear Diary...
It's me again. It's September 1st and I'm sitting on the train on my way to my new school, Hogwarts. The train is called the Hogwarts Express. I'm sitting in a compartment with some other girls. There's Susan Bones, Lisa Turpin, Millicent Bulstrode and two girls who look just the same - Padma and Parvati Patil. They're twins. The other girls are first years, too. Millicent and Susan are sitting next to the window, Padma is sitting next to Susan, Parvati next to Millicent. Lisa is sitting across from me, right next to Padma. She asked me, what I'm writing as the school hasn't started yet. I told her it's my diary. Then all the girls giggled. They soon let me just be, not paying any attention to what I'm doing. I bet you a pound that I could just tie Parvati's shoelaces together without them noticing. Not that I would care. 'Cause I really don't. I just...
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There was this boy, he was looking for his lost pet toad. His name was Neville. The boy's. The toad was called Trevor. He asked if we have seen him. The boy. The toad. Well' we hadn't. So I went to help him searching. I had never seen a pet toad before, so I thought if I can help him finding it, I can find out what the difference between a pet toad and a toad is. We asked in all the compartments. But we didn't find the toad. We'' we did find something intresting, though... Harry Potter is on this very train! The same Harry Potter from 'Modern
Magical History' and' The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts' and 'Great
Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century'! He was sharing a compartment with a boy with red hair whose name I have completly forgotten, though. Well, never mind that. I mean, there are four houses at Hogwarts and hundreds of students - how big is the possibility that we end up in the same house anyway?
When I got back to the compartment I told the other girls too that I had met Harry Potter just a few minutes ago. They were so excited. They asked me all these questions about how he looks like and does he really have that famous lightning scar and who he was sharing a compartment with and which compartment it had been, the usual thing. I told them skinny, black-haired, green-eyed, yes, i don't remember and I really don't remember. Well, the girls are gone now. Bet you a pound that they're searching for Harry Potter's compartment right now. Or spreading the news. That could be as well.
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It was too loud to concentrate on writing so I went to see what was up. All the kids were running up and down the corridors. And they seemed to know quite sure that Harry Potter was on the train. I went up to the front to ask when we were supposed to arrive. He said we were almost there. I was on my way back to my compartment as I remembered that Harry Potter and his companion hadn't had put their robes on yet when I was there first. So I decided to go and check if they had changed already or if they needed to be reminded to do that. As I was almost there I heard a scream. I run to the compartment. As I got there I ran direct into this pale boy with blond hair and those two boys like bodyguards right behind him. I said I'm sorry. He didn't answer at all, just turned and walked away, the two other boys following him. I've never seen anyone this arrogant in my whole life. He seemed to be thinking he's something special, something standing above all things. This attitude makes me really mad at people. I entered the compartment to find Harry Potter and the other guy still in Muggle cloathing. I asked if they had a fight. That other boy told that they hadn't. But of course they had. When the boy saw that I didn't fall for that bluff he tried to blame his rat! Does he really think I'm this dumb?! No, wait, don't answer that...
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I was sorted into Gryffindor. So were Harry and that redhead boy (I think his name was Don or something similar, but I'm not sure of that) and Parvati. Susan was sent to Hufflepuff, Millicent is a Slytherin and Padma and Lisa became Ravenclaws. That arrogant pale git and his bodyguards are in Slytherin as well. The boy who lost his toad, Neville, is a Gryffindor, too. We were brought to the castle by a very big man who seemed to know Harry. We reached the castle in which the school is in little boats. I was in the same boat with Harry and Neville (who had found his toad for last) and the redhead. After the sorting there was a great feast and then we were sent to bed. I noticed that there were other redhead boys too. Only a little older. And they look very alike. Wonder if they're related? There are ghosts in this castle too. And a poltergeist. His name is Peeves. We met him on our way to the Gryffindor tower. He dropped a bundle of walking sticks on Neville's head. I don't like him at all. I mean Peeves. One of the redhead boys (his name was Percy or something similar, he's a prefect) gave us the password for the tower. It's Caput Draconis. We have two redhead boys more. I think they're twins. They look both just like the other. The door to the Gryffindor tower lies behind this portrait of the really fat lady in a pink dress. The woman on the portrait talks! And she moved around. too. Well, all the people on the portraits do that. It was really scary at first, but it's quite intresting. But she shouldn't wear pink. The lady on the portrait, I mean. This is really not her colour. It makes her look very very fat. I just hope she can't read this... The dormitory is really great. I've never sleeped in a four-poster before. I feel like a princess from a fairy-tale. The four'poster has curtains of deep red velvet. Red is the colour of the Gryffindor house. Red and gold. The other girls' beds look the same. Well, I suppose I have to stop writing now. The girls are already yelling at me to blow out the candles and go to sleep. They say they can't sleep with the light on. So I'll have to finish for now. And I'm having lessons tomorrow morning. So I'll have to get up earlier.
Good night, dear diary.
Hermione
A/N: Just in case you wonder - it's 1.51 AM now. I'm writing more another time, OK? I haven't slept right two nights in order, so I am forcing myself to getting away from the computer and to sleep. As always, beta read by Luinthoron, the BlueEagle. This chapter is also dedicated to him. If you're done with reviewing this fic, read his Draco Liber as well. It's the best!