Disclaimer: I've disclaimed this in each chapter so far. It can't be THAT difficult to memorize that I DO NOT own these wonderful characters. But I know someone who does. She is called J.K.Rowling. Hmm... Maybe you knew it already...
A/N: Sorry it took me so long. I was out of town and had no access to the Internet. Well, I'm back now. Thanks to my wonderful betas Luinthoron (*waves*) and Puzzler ("Hi!"). Without them the grammar in my stories would be just horrible :).
Dear Diary...
I just had the worst day of my life. Yet. I really thought I liked this school. It was already beginning to grow on me. But hey! No-one told me I had to face Professor Se... Severe... Professor Snape here! I mean, for God's sake, the man is mental! The only thing good about it is that he seemes to have it in for Harry Potter The Great And Glorious. But you will, of course, know what happened and how come that I think that Professor Snape is after The Almighty Potter. Well... We had our first potions' lesson. Its as plain and simple as that. And we didn't just have potions. We had double potions with that Slytherin-pack. And I wasn't enjoying it at all...
OK, back to the beginning, I mean, it was a rather long day and we didn't have only potions, for God's sake! Where was I? Oh, yeah. I woke up pretty late and headed to the Great Hall. I had stayed up 'til late in the night, sitting in the common room and reading this new book I found in the library. It's called 'Quidditch Through the Ages' and it's really good. It's about the wizarding sport called Quidditch. It's played on broomsticks and has four balls the players play with and it has three goals and seven players in both teams and...oh, I'm trailing off the story line, right? Well, I was sitting at breakfeast as The Boy Who Lived (oh my, why couldn't they give him a better name than that in the books? Scar Head Potter would have been so much better, don't you think? Or The Boy With The Really Big Head... something like that) came in, his Ron Redhead Weasley trailing after him. Whatever. When the mail arrived I spotted that beautiful white snowy owl. They are really rare over here and so I just looked at it, trying to figure out to whom it belonged. And the gorgeous bird flattered to Gorgeous Potter Boy! How comes he has such a wonderful bird? Well, there's always the hope it's not his but the sender's. Anyway. He took the letter and read it and then showd it to his stupid redhead friend. They both read it and then Potty-Boy asked Ronny-Boy for a quill and scribbled something on the back side of the letter and sent the owl away. Shame! I really would have wanted to look a little longer at it. It was so cute!
At first, potions was great. Professor Snape started the class with telling Celebrity Potter off. I almost thought I could really like that Professor. But then he had to call all of his students dunderheads. OK, I was eager to prove I'm not one of the usual 'dunderheads', but he asked only Stupid Harry and he completely ignored my hand. I still can't believe Harry Potter, the Savior of Earth is that stupid. I mean, if the Professor would have asked me, I would have known that asphodel and wormwood together make the powerful Draught of Living Death potion. I also knew exactly that a bezoar is that stone from a goat's stomach. And monkshood and wolfsbane? How could he not know anything as simple as that?! Oh, yes, and then he just HAD to make a remark about me knowing. I hadn't even noticed how I came to standing up. But then, all of a sudden, Professor Snape snapped at me to sit down. I was just outraged. I swear it! One day I'll curse him for this! I was so embarrased, in the front of the whole classroom. I'll make him pay dearly for that! And that wasn't even the worst part. He lost us two points! Two points from Gryffindor! How could he!
We also made these potions. They cure boils. We worked in pairs. I was working with Dean. He's in Gryffindor, too. And Muggle-born like me. He's really kinda cute. And coming from a Muggle family he also knows about the world I grew up in. We had a really interesting conversation about computers. I noticed how Professor Snape walked around in the classroom and criticized just about anyone. Exept for the pale boy. He's called Malfoy, by the way. Teachers pet! I can't stand him! Well, as I said before, I was working with Dean when suddenly there was a loud bang. I looked around to see what had happened and I spotted an almost crying Seamus and a dead frightened Neville. I felt so sorry for him. He had gotten some of their potion on his skin and it wasn't anything pleasant to look at. They had done something wrong while brewing the potion and their cauldron had almost exploded. By then it was only a twisted blob. And there was their potion all over the floor. We all climbed onto stools and desks. The Professor sent Neville and Seamus to the hospital wing and then he snapped at Glorious Harry that he should have told the boys what they were doing wrong and he took the second point from Harry. Well, he really should have told the boys, I mean, come on, they were working at the next desk over for God's sake! How could they not have noticed?! Poor Harry looked like he was going to argue but he just winced instead as if someone had kicked him real hard on the other sire of the cauldron.
We had the afternoon free today. I noticed that Harry and Ronny disappeared out of sight for hours. They disappeared right after luch and didn't show up before dinner. I hope they didn't get into real trouble. They would have lost house points if they did... Myself, I spent the time in the library, reading one interesting old book after another. I just loved it. Hey, maybe I really am starting to like this school!
Well, good night for now. See you!
Hermione
A/N: Thank you for reading this. If you like, you could check out my other long story, too. It's called "The Spy in the Inner Circle". And please, review. I just love reviews. PLEASE? Pretty please? Thank you anyway.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long. I was out of town and had no access to the Internet. Well, I'm back now. Thanks to my wonderful betas Luinthoron (*waves*) and Puzzler ("Hi!"). Without them the grammar in my stories would be just horrible :).
Dear Diary...
I just had the worst day of my life. Yet. I really thought I liked this school. It was already beginning to grow on me. But hey! No-one told me I had to face Professor Se... Severe... Professor Snape here! I mean, for God's sake, the man is mental! The only thing good about it is that he seemes to have it in for Harry Potter The Great And Glorious. But you will, of course, know what happened and how come that I think that Professor Snape is after The Almighty Potter. Well... We had our first potions' lesson. Its as plain and simple as that. And we didn't just have potions. We had double potions with that Slytherin-pack. And I wasn't enjoying it at all...
OK, back to the beginning, I mean, it was a rather long day and we didn't have only potions, for God's sake! Where was I? Oh, yeah. I woke up pretty late and headed to the Great Hall. I had stayed up 'til late in the night, sitting in the common room and reading this new book I found in the library. It's called 'Quidditch Through the Ages' and it's really good. It's about the wizarding sport called Quidditch. It's played on broomsticks and has four balls the players play with and it has three goals and seven players in both teams and...oh, I'm trailing off the story line, right? Well, I was sitting at breakfeast as The Boy Who Lived (oh my, why couldn't they give him a better name than that in the books? Scar Head Potter would have been so much better, don't you think? Or The Boy With The Really Big Head... something like that) came in, his Ron Redhead Weasley trailing after him. Whatever. When the mail arrived I spotted that beautiful white snowy owl. They are really rare over here and so I just looked at it, trying to figure out to whom it belonged. And the gorgeous bird flattered to Gorgeous Potter Boy! How comes he has such a wonderful bird? Well, there's always the hope it's not his but the sender's. Anyway. He took the letter and read it and then showd it to his stupid redhead friend. They both read it and then Potty-Boy asked Ronny-Boy for a quill and scribbled something on the back side of the letter and sent the owl away. Shame! I really would have wanted to look a little longer at it. It was so cute!
At first, potions was great. Professor Snape started the class with telling Celebrity Potter off. I almost thought I could really like that Professor. But then he had to call all of his students dunderheads. OK, I was eager to prove I'm not one of the usual 'dunderheads', but he asked only Stupid Harry and he completely ignored my hand. I still can't believe Harry Potter, the Savior of Earth is that stupid. I mean, if the Professor would have asked me, I would have known that asphodel and wormwood together make the powerful Draught of Living Death potion. I also knew exactly that a bezoar is that stone from a goat's stomach. And monkshood and wolfsbane? How could he not know anything as simple as that?! Oh, yes, and then he just HAD to make a remark about me knowing. I hadn't even noticed how I came to standing up. But then, all of a sudden, Professor Snape snapped at me to sit down. I was just outraged. I swear it! One day I'll curse him for this! I was so embarrased, in the front of the whole classroom. I'll make him pay dearly for that! And that wasn't even the worst part. He lost us two points! Two points from Gryffindor! How could he!
We also made these potions. They cure boils. We worked in pairs. I was working with Dean. He's in Gryffindor, too. And Muggle-born like me. He's really kinda cute. And coming from a Muggle family he also knows about the world I grew up in. We had a really interesting conversation about computers. I noticed how Professor Snape walked around in the classroom and criticized just about anyone. Exept for the pale boy. He's called Malfoy, by the way. Teachers pet! I can't stand him! Well, as I said before, I was working with Dean when suddenly there was a loud bang. I looked around to see what had happened and I spotted an almost crying Seamus and a dead frightened Neville. I felt so sorry for him. He had gotten some of their potion on his skin and it wasn't anything pleasant to look at. They had done something wrong while brewing the potion and their cauldron had almost exploded. By then it was only a twisted blob. And there was their potion all over the floor. We all climbed onto stools and desks. The Professor sent Neville and Seamus to the hospital wing and then he snapped at Glorious Harry that he should have told the boys what they were doing wrong and he took the second point from Harry. Well, he really should have told the boys, I mean, come on, they were working at the next desk over for God's sake! How could they not have noticed?! Poor Harry looked like he was going to argue but he just winced instead as if someone had kicked him real hard on the other sire of the cauldron.
We had the afternoon free today. I noticed that Harry and Ronny disappeared out of sight for hours. They disappeared right after luch and didn't show up before dinner. I hope they didn't get into real trouble. They would have lost house points if they did... Myself, I spent the time in the library, reading one interesting old book after another. I just loved it. Hey, maybe I really am starting to like this school!
Well, good night for now. See you!
Hermione
A/N: Thank you for reading this. If you like, you could check out my other long story, too. It's called "The Spy in the Inner Circle". And please, review. I just love reviews. PLEASE? Pretty please? Thank you anyway.