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Okay. This is what I cut short from chapter 9. 2:19 pm, Feb.6, 2003. Here goes. . .
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"Wha-at?" Virginia said crossly, and pandemonium broke out. Everyone who was in the common room started talking all at the same time in loud voices.
"What were you doing at the Slytherin table this morning?????"
"You were talking to Draco Malfoy!!!!!"
"You sat at the Slytherin table!!!!!"
"Why???"
Virginia covered her ears with her hands. Damn! I never knew they could talk this loud. she thought to herself. Everyone around her was gesturing wildly and talking their mouths off. She sighed to herself. "WHAT?" she screamed, hoping to out scream all those who were talking.
Everyone fell quiet. Virginia looked at all their reddened faces, snickering to herself. "What?" she said again. "I can't understand a word any of you are saying when you all talk at the same time."
They all started talking again. "SHUT THE F*** UP!!!" she screamed. They did just that. "Good." She smiled at herself. "Now, one at a time. Yes?" She said, and pointed like a teacher to a 2nd year that raised her hand.
"My mommy says that people from Slytherin are bad, bad people." The girl said in a tiny voice.
Virginia wanted to smack the little girl, take her by the shoulders, shake her, and throw her out the window. She took a breath to calm herself. "Really, now?" she said slowly, giving the girl time to absorb whatever she said, in case she was really dumb.
"Uh huh!" the girl replied, and gave Virginia a smug look. "My mommy also said that whoever stays with Slytherin people are bad! And you were with Slytherin people. That makes you bad!"
"I don't care what the f*** your MOMMY says. Say one more thing that your mommy said, and I will hang you upside down by your toes, which I will thread together." She spat at the girl, who started crying. The others gasped around her and started whispering.
Another girl, who was a 4th year flew to her side and started comforting her. "Don't cry, Isabelle. I'm sure she didn't mean it." when the older girl said 'she didn't mean it', she looked at Virginia and shot her a look of hate, which Virginia returned gratefully.
"But Rachelle, she said mean things about mommy!" Isabelle wailed, and sobbed even more.
"Don't mind her. She's just a mean girl." Rachelle said, and stroked her sister's hair.
Oh, now I'm a mean girl? Virginia thought to herself, and put her hands on her hips.
"Yeah! You're just a mean girl, Ginny!" a girl's voice called out, which was followed by sounds of agreement from the others around her.
Virginia looked at where the voice came from. "Hermione." She said sweetly. "I didn't know you were talking to me already." She smiled coldly.
Hermione seemed at a loss for words. Hah! I've finally put a plug on her mouth! Virginia thought to herself smugly.
"Well, I'm not!" Hermione said indignantly. She crossed her arms, and walked over to the other side of the room.
Okay. . .? Virginia thought to herself. "I don't know why any of you hate the Slytherin people so much. More so Draco Malfoy." She pushed her way past the crowd and went into the room she and Parvati shared. Parvati followed her into the room, and the second after they closed the door to their room, all hell broke loose outside their door. It seemed as if everyone was arguing with each other. Virginia sighed and closed her eyes as she leaned against the door.
Meanwhile, Parvati just sat on her bed and looked at Virginia. What's gotten into her? What's happened to my best friend? She got up from the bed, walked over to Virginia and pulled her into a tight hug, to keep her best friend from collapsing. "It's okay. Shhh." She said, and wiped away the tears that flowed from Virginia's eyes.
"I'm sorry, Parv" Virginia said between sobs.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, Virginia." Parvati said while stroking her hair.
"Yes there is! Everyone hates me now!" Virginia cried, and looked up at Parvati.
"But. . . why were you acting all different?"
"I. . . I don't know. I really don't!" she replied. She was lost in thought for a moment. "It was a front. . ."
"To hide what you feel." Parvati finished. Virginia shrugged her shoulders. "What DO you feel, Virginia?"
"I don't really know. It's as if I'm really angry with Ron and everyone but if they're all angry, I feel so guilty!" Virginia replied.
"Its okay, it's okay." Parvati said, as she tried to soothe Virginia. After a while, she eventually stopped crying. Virginia was telling Parvati about what happened this morning when the door to their room swung open.
Ron, Harry and Hermione stood at the door. "Ginny! I want an explanation for all this!" Said Ron with his hands balled into fists. He looked like a rhinoceros trying very hard not to charge.
"Shut up, Ron! It's partly your fault!" Parvati said, defending Virginia.
"My- my fault? What have I got to do with her absurd behavior?" Ron raised his eyebrows so high; they almost disappeared into his hairline.
"Parv-" Virginia began, but she was interrupted by her.
"I'll handle this, Virginia." Parvati led Virginia to the desk in their room and went back to Ron. "Did you know? Virginia's not that little anymore. The way you've been treating her really upsets her. As if you don't even care about what she feels! To you, she's just your little sister." Parvati looked at the mixed expressions on their faces. "Haven't any of you noticed? Virginia's grown up. She's no longer Ginny. Now, it's either you're too caught up with yourselves or you just don't care for any of you to not notice."
"I. . . " Ron's expression was unreadable. He looked desperately at Harry and Hermione, who were lost in their own thoughts.
"Save it." Parvati said, and pushed them out the door.
Virginia was laughing her head off on the seat as she gripped the desk and tried not to fall off. Parvati was also in hysterical laughter .
"Nice one!" Virginia said. "Thanks."
"Any time!" Parvati replied.
"I'm still not sure if their point of view on me will really change, though. . ." Virginia said uneasily.
"If that happens, you can always count on me to remind them!" Parvati smiled at her, and they continued talking about how cute Blaise Zabini was.
"Did you see the stud on his left ear?!" Virginia exclaimed
"Yeah! Sooooo HOT!"
"It's just a pity I was so hooked on Harry until now. . . but nevertheless, it's better than never noticing him!"
They both sighed and had dreamy expressions on their faces when they heard a knock on the door.
"Now who could that be?" Parvati wondered aloud as she got up. "I hope it's Blaise. Yeah, as if!" She walked to the door and opened it.
"What are you doing here?" Virginia said to the girl coldly.
"Um. . . I just wanted to talk." Hermione replied.
"About what? There's nothing to talk about." Parvati eyed her suspiciously.
"I- I just want someone to talk to. . . " Hermione bit her lip, which she often does, and looked down at the carpeted floor.
"Go talk to Harry then." Parvati said, cutting her short.
"He's not talking to me. Neither is Ron. I mean really talking." A single tear fell from Hermione's eyes.
Virginia felt guilty. Okay, not THAT guilty. Just a little. Maybe. But she didn't want to talk right now. Much as she really missed Hermione and her anally retentive ways, she had other things on her mind. Mmm. . . Blaise. Stupid git Ron. I have to write I my diary! She threw a stony look at Hermione. "Save it for tomorrow. Come back around this time."
Hermione was shocked to hear this. Ginny would talk to her! Maybe. . . she thought, as she headed out the door.
Parvati and Virginia were lost in their own thoughts for a few moments, leaving them in silence.
"Well, I'll just be here if you need me. Okay, Parv?" Virginia said as she sat by the desk in their room and got out her diary.
"Okay."
Virginia looked t her diary. It was probably the most expensive thing she owned. It was very thick, with pages and pages of parchment, bound in leather. The front had rose designs embossed into the polished leather, making it gleam. She saved her money for over a year just to buy it.
She opened her diary and flipped to the very first entry.
Dear Diary,
My first year at Hogwarts will finally begin in a matter of one week! And the best thing ever has happened to me this morning! When I came down for breakfast, HARRY POTTER was sitting right at the table! He was Ron's friend all along! I'm so excited! I kept asking Ron if he's seen him at school, but he just brushes me away! But nevertheless, I'm still really excited about going to Hogwarts now!
Geez, what a dork I was! She flipped the pages again and started reading.
Dear Diary,
I can't tell you how bad first year was! I get possessed, for one thing! Then everyone acts weird around me as if I'll turn into a monster or something! Good thing that first year's all over now. We'll be leaving for Hogwarts again tomorrow morning. There's no one I'll be hugging while I'm on the train. I don't have many friends at school. They still remember surely what happened last year. I can't stay with Ron, Harry and Hermione either. They're a group. I'm so out of place whenever I'm with them.
Again, she flipped pages.
Dear Diary,
I don't want to go back to Hogwarts again! EVER. I hate it there! I have no friends, well, maybe except Parvati Patil. I can't go back! I'm no one there! I'm no one here either. Every time Harry is here, I'm so shy around him. I still love him, though.
Dear Diary,
Oh, I am so SICK of being a Weasley! . Actually, I always have been. I am also so SICK of being referred to as Ginny, the little sis of Ron. I also don't like the nickname Ginny anymore. Ginny, Gin, Gin-Gin. Whatever. I hate them all. Mum is forcing me to go back to Hogwarts this year. No matter how hard I try and reason with her, she still wants me to go. What will I do there?
Dear Diary,
Fourth year just started. I hope it ends soon. Ron has been the most annoying lately. He treats me like I'm still a 3 year old. I'm 14, not 3. Last time, when I had to go buy a new bra, but mum was out, I asked him if he could go with me. He looked at me and said
"Bra? What do you need a bra for?"
Gods, I hate him.
Dear Diary,
I am SO annoyed at Harry, Hermione and most especially Ron. Well, I always am, whenever they're all together. They say I'm part of their stupid little trio. They say I'm really part of them. But am I? No, I'm not. I'm just the sad little shadow of a girl. It's nearing the start of my 5th year at Hogwarts. But like always, nothing new ever happens. It's the same always. Little Ginny goes to school, her brother and 2 other friends, namely the boy who lived and the anally retentive get into some adventure and the whole school rejoices.
You know, diary? I'm starting to think that my life is a total waste. What good am I to the world? I've never done anything good. I'm just Ginny, another Weasley. Yeah, that's me. Another worthless being. Everyone sees me as the little girl. Especially Ron.
Virginia flipped through her diary and noticed that almost all of the pages were tear stained. Every time she was sad, she would either hide in the library or write in her diary. Sighing, she flipped to the next blank page and started writing.
Dear Diary,
I don't know where to start. Today has been really confusing. First of all, the moment I enter the Great Hall, I have a run in with Draco Malfoy. Okay, not just a run in. I was ON the table while he was kissing me! Is that good? At the back of my mind, I'm screaming out YES! YES! YES! But I want to write no! Then, Pansy Parkinson enters and catches us. Her heels break and she puts charms on them to make them even higher! She's just a bitch. ugh. what's happening to me, diary? Ron, Harry and Hermione all hate him. But I don't. I don't know why. This morning, as I sat with them at the Slytherin table, yes, the Slytherin table, I told him that he was nice. He is. Believe me. And he says he's got the same problem as I do. He was really serious.
Remember last time when I came from the library in yet another of my crying bouts? He looked so different from the Malfoy that everyone hates. He looked. . . I don't know. What did he look like? He was just so different.
Then when all the rest of the Gryffindors were literally shouting at the top of their lungs asking me why I was at the Slytherin table this morning, I actually defended them! What's happening to me, diary?
I don't know what to do anymore.
Okay, I don't know what to do about THAT but I do know what I will do to Blaise Zabini! Oh dairy, if you could only hear my mad laughter. He is just THE hottest guy I've ever seen! Aside from Draco Malfoy, anyway. AND, (get this, diary!) he wants me to visit him! AHHHHH!!!! But not as if I've received any invitation yet, he just said so. I know, I know, as if that'll ever happen. But STILL!
Hermione came in some time ago and said she wanted to talk. What does she want to talk about now? Okay diary, I'm really tired now. I have to get some sleep.
She closed her diary and hugged it. She liked the feel of it against her, knowing that all her thoughts and memories were safe in it. It was very heavy, considering that it's been her diary ever since the start of her first year at Hogwarts. She got up from her seat and went towards her bed.
A soft clicking noise was heard. Virginia looked at the desk to find an owl carrying a letter. She went over to the owl and took the letter from it and sent it off, but not before giving it a pat on the head.
She looked down at the letter in her hands.
Virginia
It said on the front, and nothing more. Curious, she opened the letter hastily and read it.
Meet me at the prefect's bathroom at this time I week from now.
There was no signed name at the bottom. Only instructions on how to go into the bathroom.
What the? she thought to herself. Who could this be from? She looked at the letter for some time, reading it over and over again, trying to deduct who the sender could be. It wasn't hand written. It was written using one of those commercial quills you bought that write everything you say down.
Seeing no point in pondering over the letter some more, she finally went to bed.
End of Chapter.
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Feb. 8, 4:26 pm. YAY! 2 DAYS AND 2 HOURS! I'm getting better at this! Okay. I know that the diary stuff is pretty boring, but they tell why Virginia's so irritated at Ron and such. She kind of has a split personality. Bitchy the next then all soft after. But oh well. Beware in the next chapter. It's gonna be one hell of a story!
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Okay. This is what I cut short from chapter 9. 2:19 pm, Feb.6, 2003. Here goes. . .
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"Wha-at?" Virginia said crossly, and pandemonium broke out. Everyone who was in the common room started talking all at the same time in loud voices.
"What were you doing at the Slytherin table this morning?????"
"You were talking to Draco Malfoy!!!!!"
"You sat at the Slytherin table!!!!!"
"Why???"
Virginia covered her ears with her hands. Damn! I never knew they could talk this loud. she thought to herself. Everyone around her was gesturing wildly and talking their mouths off. She sighed to herself. "WHAT?" she screamed, hoping to out scream all those who were talking.
Everyone fell quiet. Virginia looked at all their reddened faces, snickering to herself. "What?" she said again. "I can't understand a word any of you are saying when you all talk at the same time."
They all started talking again. "SHUT THE F*** UP!!!" she screamed. They did just that. "Good." She smiled at herself. "Now, one at a time. Yes?" She said, and pointed like a teacher to a 2nd year that raised her hand.
"My mommy says that people from Slytherin are bad, bad people." The girl said in a tiny voice.
Virginia wanted to smack the little girl, take her by the shoulders, shake her, and throw her out the window. She took a breath to calm herself. "Really, now?" she said slowly, giving the girl time to absorb whatever she said, in case she was really dumb.
"Uh huh!" the girl replied, and gave Virginia a smug look. "My mommy also said that whoever stays with Slytherin people are bad! And you were with Slytherin people. That makes you bad!"
"I don't care what the f*** your MOMMY says. Say one more thing that your mommy said, and I will hang you upside down by your toes, which I will thread together." She spat at the girl, who started crying. The others gasped around her and started whispering.
Another girl, who was a 4th year flew to her side and started comforting her. "Don't cry, Isabelle. I'm sure she didn't mean it." when the older girl said 'she didn't mean it', she looked at Virginia and shot her a look of hate, which Virginia returned gratefully.
"But Rachelle, she said mean things about mommy!" Isabelle wailed, and sobbed even more.
"Don't mind her. She's just a mean girl." Rachelle said, and stroked her sister's hair.
Oh, now I'm a mean girl? Virginia thought to herself, and put her hands on her hips.
"Yeah! You're just a mean girl, Ginny!" a girl's voice called out, which was followed by sounds of agreement from the others around her.
Virginia looked at where the voice came from. "Hermione." She said sweetly. "I didn't know you were talking to me already." She smiled coldly.
Hermione seemed at a loss for words. Hah! I've finally put a plug on her mouth! Virginia thought to herself smugly.
"Well, I'm not!" Hermione said indignantly. She crossed her arms, and walked over to the other side of the room.
Okay. . .? Virginia thought to herself. "I don't know why any of you hate the Slytherin people so much. More so Draco Malfoy." She pushed her way past the crowd and went into the room she and Parvati shared. Parvati followed her into the room, and the second after they closed the door to their room, all hell broke loose outside their door. It seemed as if everyone was arguing with each other. Virginia sighed and closed her eyes as she leaned against the door.
Meanwhile, Parvati just sat on her bed and looked at Virginia. What's gotten into her? What's happened to my best friend? She got up from the bed, walked over to Virginia and pulled her into a tight hug, to keep her best friend from collapsing. "It's okay. Shhh." She said, and wiped away the tears that flowed from Virginia's eyes.
"I'm sorry, Parv" Virginia said between sobs.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, Virginia." Parvati said while stroking her hair.
"Yes there is! Everyone hates me now!" Virginia cried, and looked up at Parvati.
"But. . . why were you acting all different?"
"I. . . I don't know. I really don't!" she replied. She was lost in thought for a moment. "It was a front. . ."
"To hide what you feel." Parvati finished. Virginia shrugged her shoulders. "What DO you feel, Virginia?"
"I don't really know. It's as if I'm really angry with Ron and everyone but if they're all angry, I feel so guilty!" Virginia replied.
"Its okay, it's okay." Parvati said, as she tried to soothe Virginia. After a while, she eventually stopped crying. Virginia was telling Parvati about what happened this morning when the door to their room swung open.
Ron, Harry and Hermione stood at the door. "Ginny! I want an explanation for all this!" Said Ron with his hands balled into fists. He looked like a rhinoceros trying very hard not to charge.
"Shut up, Ron! It's partly your fault!" Parvati said, defending Virginia.
"My- my fault? What have I got to do with her absurd behavior?" Ron raised his eyebrows so high; they almost disappeared into his hairline.
"Parv-" Virginia began, but she was interrupted by her.
"I'll handle this, Virginia." Parvati led Virginia to the desk in their room and went back to Ron. "Did you know? Virginia's not that little anymore. The way you've been treating her really upsets her. As if you don't even care about what she feels! To you, she's just your little sister." Parvati looked at the mixed expressions on their faces. "Haven't any of you noticed? Virginia's grown up. She's no longer Ginny. Now, it's either you're too caught up with yourselves or you just don't care for any of you to not notice."
"I. . . " Ron's expression was unreadable. He looked desperately at Harry and Hermione, who were lost in their own thoughts.
"Save it." Parvati said, and pushed them out the door.
Virginia was laughing her head off on the seat as she gripped the desk and tried not to fall off. Parvati was also in hysterical laughter .
"Nice one!" Virginia said. "Thanks."
"Any time!" Parvati replied.
"I'm still not sure if their point of view on me will really change, though. . ." Virginia said uneasily.
"If that happens, you can always count on me to remind them!" Parvati smiled at her, and they continued talking about how cute Blaise Zabini was.
"Did you see the stud on his left ear?!" Virginia exclaimed
"Yeah! Sooooo HOT!"
"It's just a pity I was so hooked on Harry until now. . . but nevertheless, it's better than never noticing him!"
They both sighed and had dreamy expressions on their faces when they heard a knock on the door.
"Now who could that be?" Parvati wondered aloud as she got up. "I hope it's Blaise. Yeah, as if!" She walked to the door and opened it.
"What are you doing here?" Virginia said to the girl coldly.
"Um. . . I just wanted to talk." Hermione replied.
"About what? There's nothing to talk about." Parvati eyed her suspiciously.
"I- I just want someone to talk to. . . " Hermione bit her lip, which she often does, and looked down at the carpeted floor.
"Go talk to Harry then." Parvati said, cutting her short.
"He's not talking to me. Neither is Ron. I mean really talking." A single tear fell from Hermione's eyes.
Virginia felt guilty. Okay, not THAT guilty. Just a little. Maybe. But she didn't want to talk right now. Much as she really missed Hermione and her anally retentive ways, she had other things on her mind. Mmm. . . Blaise. Stupid git Ron. I have to write I my diary! She threw a stony look at Hermione. "Save it for tomorrow. Come back around this time."
Hermione was shocked to hear this. Ginny would talk to her! Maybe. . . she thought, as she headed out the door.
Parvati and Virginia were lost in their own thoughts for a few moments, leaving them in silence.
"Well, I'll just be here if you need me. Okay, Parv?" Virginia said as she sat by the desk in their room and got out her diary.
"Okay."
Virginia looked t her diary. It was probably the most expensive thing she owned. It was very thick, with pages and pages of parchment, bound in leather. The front had rose designs embossed into the polished leather, making it gleam. She saved her money for over a year just to buy it.
She opened her diary and flipped to the very first entry.
Dear Diary,
My first year at Hogwarts will finally begin in a matter of one week! And the best thing ever has happened to me this morning! When I came down for breakfast, HARRY POTTER was sitting right at the table! He was Ron's friend all along! I'm so excited! I kept asking Ron if he's seen him at school, but he just brushes me away! But nevertheless, I'm still really excited about going to Hogwarts now!
Geez, what a dork I was! She flipped the pages again and started reading.
Dear Diary,
I can't tell you how bad first year was! I get possessed, for one thing! Then everyone acts weird around me as if I'll turn into a monster or something! Good thing that first year's all over now. We'll be leaving for Hogwarts again tomorrow morning. There's no one I'll be hugging while I'm on the train. I don't have many friends at school. They still remember surely what happened last year. I can't stay with Ron, Harry and Hermione either. They're a group. I'm so out of place whenever I'm with them.
Again, she flipped pages.
Dear Diary,
I don't want to go back to Hogwarts again! EVER. I hate it there! I have no friends, well, maybe except Parvati Patil. I can't go back! I'm no one there! I'm no one here either. Every time Harry is here, I'm so shy around him. I still love him, though.
Dear Diary,
Oh, I am so SICK of being a Weasley! . Actually, I always have been. I am also so SICK of being referred to as Ginny, the little sis of Ron. I also don't like the nickname Ginny anymore. Ginny, Gin, Gin-Gin. Whatever. I hate them all. Mum is forcing me to go back to Hogwarts this year. No matter how hard I try and reason with her, she still wants me to go. What will I do there?
Dear Diary,
Fourth year just started. I hope it ends soon. Ron has been the most annoying lately. He treats me like I'm still a 3 year old. I'm 14, not 3. Last time, when I had to go buy a new bra, but mum was out, I asked him if he could go with me. He looked at me and said
"Bra? What do you need a bra for?"
Gods, I hate him.
Dear Diary,
I am SO annoyed at Harry, Hermione and most especially Ron. Well, I always am, whenever they're all together. They say I'm part of their stupid little trio. They say I'm really part of them. But am I? No, I'm not. I'm just the sad little shadow of a girl. It's nearing the start of my 5th year at Hogwarts. But like always, nothing new ever happens. It's the same always. Little Ginny goes to school, her brother and 2 other friends, namely the boy who lived and the anally retentive get into some adventure and the whole school rejoices.
You know, diary? I'm starting to think that my life is a total waste. What good am I to the world? I've never done anything good. I'm just Ginny, another Weasley. Yeah, that's me. Another worthless being. Everyone sees me as the little girl. Especially Ron.
Virginia flipped through her diary and noticed that almost all of the pages were tear stained. Every time she was sad, she would either hide in the library or write in her diary. Sighing, she flipped to the next blank page and started writing.
Dear Diary,
I don't know where to start. Today has been really confusing. First of all, the moment I enter the Great Hall, I have a run in with Draco Malfoy. Okay, not just a run in. I was ON the table while he was kissing me! Is that good? At the back of my mind, I'm screaming out YES! YES! YES! But I want to write no! Then, Pansy Parkinson enters and catches us. Her heels break and she puts charms on them to make them even higher! She's just a bitch. ugh. what's happening to me, diary? Ron, Harry and Hermione all hate him. But I don't. I don't know why. This morning, as I sat with them at the Slytherin table, yes, the Slytherin table, I told him that he was nice. He is. Believe me. And he says he's got the same problem as I do. He was really serious.
Remember last time when I came from the library in yet another of my crying bouts? He looked so different from the Malfoy that everyone hates. He looked. . . I don't know. What did he look like? He was just so different.
Then when all the rest of the Gryffindors were literally shouting at the top of their lungs asking me why I was at the Slytherin table this morning, I actually defended them! What's happening to me, diary?
I don't know what to do anymore.
Okay, I don't know what to do about THAT but I do know what I will do to Blaise Zabini! Oh dairy, if you could only hear my mad laughter. He is just THE hottest guy I've ever seen! Aside from Draco Malfoy, anyway. AND, (get this, diary!) he wants me to visit him! AHHHHH!!!! But not as if I've received any invitation yet, he just said so. I know, I know, as if that'll ever happen. But STILL!
Hermione came in some time ago and said she wanted to talk. What does she want to talk about now? Okay diary, I'm really tired now. I have to get some sleep.
She closed her diary and hugged it. She liked the feel of it against her, knowing that all her thoughts and memories were safe in it. It was very heavy, considering that it's been her diary ever since the start of her first year at Hogwarts. She got up from her seat and went towards her bed.
A soft clicking noise was heard. Virginia looked at the desk to find an owl carrying a letter. She went over to the owl and took the letter from it and sent it off, but not before giving it a pat on the head.
She looked down at the letter in her hands.
Virginia
It said on the front, and nothing more. Curious, she opened the letter hastily and read it.
Meet me at the prefect's bathroom at this time I week from now.
There was no signed name at the bottom. Only instructions on how to go into the bathroom.
What the? she thought to herself. Who could this be from? She looked at the letter for some time, reading it over and over again, trying to deduct who the sender could be. It wasn't hand written. It was written using one of those commercial quills you bought that write everything you say down.
Seeing no point in pondering over the letter some more, she finally went to bed.
End of Chapter.
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Oh look! Letter from an anonymous person! Aren't you all just DYING to know who it's from???
Feb. 8, 4:26 pm. YAY! 2 DAYS AND 2 HOURS! I'm getting better at this! Okay. I know that the diary stuff is pretty boring, but they tell why Virginia's so irritated at Ron and such. She kind of has a split personality. Bitchy the next then all soft after. But oh well. Beware in the next chapter. It's gonna be one hell of a story!
Reviews! Joy!
Mikki mikki: yes, I agree with you. Blaise is a very sexy boy.
Lil kawaii doom: look! New chapter in 2 days! Am I good or what?! Hehe. . . kidding!
Kisses: thanks! If you've read my review for your latest chapter, you'll get the idea for the next one.
Evil slytherin child: hey!!! Where have you BEEN??! I missed you! I'm trying to make Pansy a real BITCH here. What else could she wear? Hm. . . mini skirts? How short are the skirts at hogwarts?
Dreamof TF: thanks =)
Anamei Queen: thanks =) wait for the next chapter! Then you could laugh some more!
Lady Godiva: hm. . . don't worry! But I like the idea of a ginny/blaise story!
Nm: hey =) maybe I could make them do that. (Ron and Pansy) just imaginig it now. . .
Miss Charlet: hello! Really hate cliff hangers? Maybe you hate me more now!
Momma - dar: thanks =)
