Dear Diary, July 10
Sorry Diary that it has been over a week since I have written but there hasn't been very much that has happened, so I haven't had any reason to write.
I just thought of something; Harry's birthday is coming up at the end of this month. Should I get him something or not? And if I do what should I get him!
Hold on while I check to see how much money I have. . . OH NO!!! I only have five knuts! What can I buy with that?
It looks like I am going to have to talk to the twins later. Right now they are outide degnoming the garden. You would think that by now they would have learned that if you play pranks on guests, you would get punished! But now that I think about it, I seriously doubt that they will ever learn. They will never grow up, at least that is what mum always says.
Well today started out like any other day since I have started the diary. Well that is except for one thing, I didn't go down to breakfast in my pony and rainbow pajamas. I made sure that what I what I was wearing I couldn't be humiliated in later on.
The trio disappeared after breakfast and I was left by myself to read, work on homework, or do whatever else I could find. The trio came back after lunch and they looked like they had been swimming again. Sometimes I just get so jealous of their close friendship I have to leave the room.
After lunch they said that they would be returning to the water hole and left. That was the last that I heard from them before they left. So after they left I decided that I should probably start on some more of my homework. I was so lonely sitting there in the cramped little living room.
Sometimes I wish that I had just one friend that was half as good as any of those three. I am so jelous of their friendship! I think that this school year I am going to try harder to make friends. I am so sick of being know as Ron's sister or the-girl-that-opened-the-Chamber-of-Secrets.
When I talked to Tom I felt that he was really my friend and that he understood me more than anyone else ever has, including me. When Harry saved me from Tom, I was happy that it was him who saved me, but at the same time I was very sad because I knew that I would be lonely. Tom is the only person that I would ever consider my friend and even though he made me do those terrible things, he was still there for me and would listen to my problems. I know that you won't tell anyone this Diary, and that is why I am writting this. I liked doing those things. I know that I told everyone that I didn't know what I was doing, but I did. I just didn't want anyone to know that I enjoyed it.
I also never told anyone what really happened down there. I knew that people would worry and try to baby me again and that just pisses me off! I mean I am 14 not 6 or 7. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if Tom was still alive. Well wait. . . if you think about it he is. Voldemort is out there somewhere and from what I heard he has come back. I think about all the horrible things that I have done for Tom and I think that I have come to the conclusion that if I was ever asked to do it again I would definetly do it. The whole idea of having power just seems too good and I want to have power so that people won't treat me as if I am two and I will actually have friends.
In the meantime I still don't know what to do about Harry's upcoming birthday? Should I get him something or not? Well either way I need to go and talk to Fred and George about making some money. I think that they are finally through outside so I might as well go now. Bye.
Sorry Diary that it has been over a week since I have written but there hasn't been very much that has happened, so I haven't had any reason to write.
I just thought of something; Harry's birthday is coming up at the end of this month. Should I get him something or not? And if I do what should I get him!
Hold on while I check to see how much money I have. . . OH NO!!! I only have five knuts! What can I buy with that?
It looks like I am going to have to talk to the twins later. Right now they are outide degnoming the garden. You would think that by now they would have learned that if you play pranks on guests, you would get punished! But now that I think about it, I seriously doubt that they will ever learn. They will never grow up, at least that is what mum always says.
Well today started out like any other day since I have started the diary. Well that is except for one thing, I didn't go down to breakfast in my pony and rainbow pajamas. I made sure that what I what I was wearing I couldn't be humiliated in later on.
The trio disappeared after breakfast and I was left by myself to read, work on homework, or do whatever else I could find. The trio came back after lunch and they looked like they had been swimming again. Sometimes I just get so jealous of their close friendship I have to leave the room.
After lunch they said that they would be returning to the water hole and left. That was the last that I heard from them before they left. So after they left I decided that I should probably start on some more of my homework. I was so lonely sitting there in the cramped little living room.
Sometimes I wish that I had just one friend that was half as good as any of those three. I am so jelous of their friendship! I think that this school year I am going to try harder to make friends. I am so sick of being know as Ron's sister or the-girl-that-opened-the-Chamber-of-Secrets.
When I talked to Tom I felt that he was really my friend and that he understood me more than anyone else ever has, including me. When Harry saved me from Tom, I was happy that it was him who saved me, but at the same time I was very sad because I knew that I would be lonely. Tom is the only person that I would ever consider my friend and even though he made me do those terrible things, he was still there for me and would listen to my problems. I know that you won't tell anyone this Diary, and that is why I am writting this. I liked doing those things. I know that I told everyone that I didn't know what I was doing, but I did. I just didn't want anyone to know that I enjoyed it.
I also never told anyone what really happened down there. I knew that people would worry and try to baby me again and that just pisses me off! I mean I am 14 not 6 or 7. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if Tom was still alive. Well wait. . . if you think about it he is. Voldemort is out there somewhere and from what I heard he has come back. I think about all the horrible things that I have done for Tom and I think that I have come to the conclusion that if I was ever asked to do it again I would definetly do it. The whole idea of having power just seems too good and I want to have power so that people won't treat me as if I am two and I will actually have friends.
In the meantime I still don't know what to do about Harry's upcoming birthday? Should I get him something or not? Well either way I need to go and talk to Fred and George about making some money. I think that they are finally through outside so I might as well go now. Bye.