Renee Helmer's Little Black Book
(Otherwise Known as a Diary)
4 October
6:13 am
Quidditch is almost not worth this torment!! Honestly! I'm so tired... I hate getting up early, even if it is for Quidditch.
Oh well, at least I know everything I'll need for my costume when I have my date later. I hope Rupert will buy the whole it's for a school play lie.
I doubt it. Really, how often does Hogwarts put on a school play? We should. It would make this place a lot less boring.
Alright, it's time to go. I guess I'll have to think of a better lie later.
10:49 am
It looks like there's not going to be any date after all, and my ass is killing me.
That's it. Malfoy dies. I am so shoving a broomstick up his ass next time I see him. That would make me feel much better.
No it wouldn't. He'd enjoy it too much.
So here I am, minding my own business with the other Chasers, tossing the Quaffle back and forth, when HE nabs a stick off a Beater and suddenly says, Here, Renee! Catch! and a possessed Bludger comes blalumming towards me. And I fall on my ass. In front of everyone. Yes, including Ollie and Terry.
I think Malfoy's trying to kill me off so he can take over. Malfoys are malicious that way.
Hm... Malfoy. Malicious. Do we see a connection?
UGH! What am I going to do about my costume?! And I'm sure Rupert will still show up to have lunch with me since I'm injured. He'll probably take it as an opportunity to explain to me how Quidditch is not meant to be played by classy ladies.
Guess what.
I'm no classy lady.
Yay, I hear guest-like peoples! Mmm, they'd better have chocolate...
2:31 pm
(Insert pathetic whine of ultimate misery here)
I HATE HER!!!!!
There's so much hate in this Little Black Book. I should be more careful or I may turn into a bitter old woman with no one to love her.
Oh well.
I HATE HER!!!!!
Ollie came in to visit me (he brought me a candy basket and flowers to make me feel better!), and said he was really sorry about what happened. Then he asked me how long I had to stay there, and I told him two nights, and he hugged me lightly and unwrapped a chocolate frog for me. Now that I think about it, I think he stole the card, but what do I care! He hand-fed me a frog! How romantic!
But then he had to go and mention her. He said, I'm going into Hogsmeade today with Laura. Do you want us to pick anything up for you?
I hated the casual way he said us' in reference to him and Laura.
I gave him the list to give to Laura. I guess she still thinks we're friends.
What am I saying? No one even knew how much I liked Oliver, not even Crys, my best friend. So why should I expect Laura to lay off of him when she didn't even know? Besides, I shouldn't let a boy come between me and my girlies, even if he is Oliver Wood.
But he's Oliver Wood...
I hate her.
7:29 pm
Crys and Laura came to eat dinner with me. Laura showed me the things she found. They really are rather perfect.
I... asked her casually about Oliver. She said that she really did like him and she might even go to the dance with him, but she'd never officially go out with him because it would give the impression that she was a completely codependent girl with no mind of her own. She has some strange logic, that one. She said it was too much of a popularity thing to like Oliver Wood and that she would be perceived by others to be a brainless sex-shadow of the god among sports figures.
Gee, thanks.
But she made up for the insults when she promised to make my costume for me since I was going to miss out on tomorrow and also have tons of Quidditch practice every weekend.
Best of all, she won't go out with Ollie.
But she will go to the dance with him...
Bloody hell, I need a date.