Not Crazy-Just Different
A Tale of Two-Aw, forget it, it's the diary of Darby Holliwether
October 5th
8:17 AM
Yay, yay, yay! Sammy and Chandler agreed that Percy and Oliver could come and stay with us! Well, I assume that Sammy had to talk him in to it, or at least use some sort of persuasion. Oh well. And Ollie and Perce said their parental units said okay.
So we're leaving on the 18th of December, yippee! I can hardly wait for December! It's going to be totally great.
If I don't write a lot, it's because the professors have been especially brutal with homework lately. And of course, that is never a good sign, mark my words!
You know what I realized recently? I wish I had a little brother or sister. I can picture it now. I get home from Hogwarts, and Sammy and Chandler and my two little siblings (a brother and a sister) are waiting for me in a red Mustang (a girl can dream). And they're all happy to see me.
Although in real life I get picked up by Sammy and Chandler in Chandler's practically ancient truck. And even though that's fun too, I guess, I feel lonely sometimes.
Got to go, McGonagall is currently giving me the evil eye.
9:56 AM
You know, I was just remembering something else that happened when Oliver and Percy came to my house over the summer (summer, I miss it so!).
It was a nice, clear day, and Sammy and Chandler were going to some reunion at their high school (because the two of them were best friends in high school who fell in love. That' so romantic.). Me, Percy and Oliver were looking forward to a day full of no parental intrusion. So Sammy and Chandler walk out the door with their suitcases (they stayed for four days, heehee), and Ollie just LEAPS onto the sofa and starts doing the twist.
He had seen it on a movie the night before, just FYI.
Anyway, Percy and I were sitting on the hearth, and Ollie was still dancing, and we were all laughing like crazy, when Granny Davis walks in the door. I screamed as loud as I could because Granny scarred the living crap outta me (she's not as nice as my other grandma, and she looks a little like a feminine version of Snape. Wait a tick, Snape does look feminine! Aha. Ahahahaha. Fine, I'm moving along!).
And so I said "Granny Davis! It's so nice to see you! What are you doing here?"
"Well," Granny said, still looking at Oliver, who was frozen in mid-Twist on the couch. "Sammy asked me if I could come check on you every day, just to make sure any-." There was a pause. "-questionable activities occurring."
"Oh," I replied lamely. I tried to appear like I had no idea what she was saying, but I knew that Granny was paranoid I would buy drugs from our neighbors or have a huge party or anything. No one trusts Darby Holliwether, no one!
"Who are these young men?" she asked, clasping her hands together and glancing around the room, where the tasseled pillows Sammy and I made for the sofa were tossed on the floor, propped up against to door to our screened in deck (Sammy actually REFUSED to move into a house that didn't have one, heehee!).
"Uh, Granny, these are my friends. From school. My school. Hogwarts," I said hesitantly. Granny really is a little wary of hearing about my magic- ness, you might say. I guess it makes her nervous. Well, she makes ME nervous!
"Are you going to just stand there, or are you going to introduce us?" she asked in her strict, angry voice. I blushed bright red.
"Err, sorry Granny," I said. I grabbed the sleeve of Percy's t-shirt and pulled him forward. "This is Percy, and this is Oliver," I said, pointing to Ollie, who had stepped off of the sofa and was now sitting on it, head resting in his hands.
"Oh. Well it's a pleasure to meet you both," Granny mused, shaking Percy's hand after he extended it out automatically. Like a frickin' robot. Hahaha. "Anywho, Darby, I just wanted to say hi, and see if you guys were doing okay. Oh, and bring you this!"
She held something up.
That little something was my pajamas. The dorky ones.
Horrifying, no?
Anyways, I was just thinking about that.
12:24 PM
Ho hum. I'm bored as heck. Lunch is some sort of pot pie or something that looks in a remote way the same.
Anyways, I reminded Ollie and Percy of the thing with Granny Davis. Ollie found this shockingly hilarious. And even Percy, in his reserved sense of humor and whatnot, cracked a smile.
Well, actually, Oliver didn't just find it hilarious. I think I recall the gushing of pumpkin juice from his nose. Hilarious mental pictures ensue.
3:46 PM
Hahaha. Hilarity in Potions today!
Snape was showing us how to make a potion to show us how to cure warts or something else. All of a sudden he dropped his chalk that he was using to write on the blackboard, so he bent over to get it.
Well, somehow, Oliver managed to throw something at him, and he fell over and hit his head on his desk! We all started snorting, and Snapey-poodles didn't even know he threw it, hahahaha!
So Snape gets up of the ground, whirls around and says "STOP LAUGHING THIS INSTANT!" but by then even the somber old Slytherien house is rolling and hooting and pounding their fists on the tables, much like the Gryffindors!
I'm choking with laughter just thinking about it!
4:57 PM
I was in the common room, with my reading glasses on, and Harry Potter comes in.
"Oh my god! It's Harry Potter!" I crowed in a sarcastic tone, then flashed him a gleeful smile. So he paused a minute and gave me a hesitant grin, blushing. "Hey! Don't be shy! You can talk to me! I'm not crazy!" I screamed as he walked up to his dorm.
Hahaha.
Then Oliver walked in. I shut my book (I don't even remember what it was) and removed my glasses, sitting up so he could sit next to me.
"Hey there, homeskillet," I greeted. He smiled back at me.
"Hi Darby," he said simply, sitting down next to me. "What's up?"
"I think I just convinced the Boy Who Lived I'm on drugs with one simple gesture," I informed him with a depressing sign.
"I bet that wasn't too hard," he mused. I crossed my arms.
"I don't think that's very funny, Mr. Wood!" I spat.
"Come on, I was just joking," Oliver said gently, patting my hand. I smiled back at him.
"I know, Ollie. And besides, I am weird," I added with a reluctant sigh.
"Happens to the best of us," he replied, looking at his foot on the coffee table.
"So, what's up?" I asked, pulling at the end of my ponytail holder. Oliver frowned.
"Well, I asked Casey if she wanted to go get a butterbeer in Hogsmeade tomorrow," he said softly.
"Oh my gosh!" I yelped. "Is that tomorrow?"
"Yeah. Anywho, she goes 'I thought you just wanted to go to the dance together! I'm sorry!' And so I guess she just dumped me, when we weren't even dating!" Oliver exclaimed.
"Oh, sweets, I'm so sorry!" I said, leaning my head onto his shoulder and putting an arm around him.
"Ah, it's okay," he said quietly. "She wasn't really my type." I sat up.
"Since when do you have a type?" I asked with a small laugh.
"I don't know," he said with a shy smile.
Heehee.
7:59 PM
I don't know if I'm actually dating Derrick or not! Defying logic is what I do, correct? But he's so sweet and I don't want to upset him.
I don't know what I want!
9:31 PM
Is it bad to frequently change your mind? I hope not!
October 5th
8:17 AM
Yay, yay, yay! Sammy and Chandler agreed that Percy and Oliver could come and stay with us! Well, I assume that Sammy had to talk him in to it, or at least use some sort of persuasion. Oh well. And Ollie and Perce said their parental units said okay.
So we're leaving on the 18th of December, yippee! I can hardly wait for December! It's going to be totally great.
If I don't write a lot, it's because the professors have been especially brutal with homework lately. And of course, that is never a good sign, mark my words!
You know what I realized recently? I wish I had a little brother or sister. I can picture it now. I get home from Hogwarts, and Sammy and Chandler and my two little siblings (a brother and a sister) are waiting for me in a red Mustang (a girl can dream). And they're all happy to see me.
Although in real life I get picked up by Sammy and Chandler in Chandler's practically ancient truck. And even though that's fun too, I guess, I feel lonely sometimes.
Got to go, McGonagall is currently giving me the evil eye.
9:56 AM
You know, I was just remembering something else that happened when Oliver and Percy came to my house over the summer (summer, I miss it so!).
It was a nice, clear day, and Sammy and Chandler were going to some reunion at their high school (because the two of them were best friends in high school who fell in love. That' so romantic.). Me, Percy and Oliver were looking forward to a day full of no parental intrusion. So Sammy and Chandler walk out the door with their suitcases (they stayed for four days, heehee), and Ollie just LEAPS onto the sofa and starts doing the twist.
He had seen it on a movie the night before, just FYI.
Anyway, Percy and I were sitting on the hearth, and Ollie was still dancing, and we were all laughing like crazy, when Granny Davis walks in the door. I screamed as loud as I could because Granny scarred the living crap outta me (she's not as nice as my other grandma, and she looks a little like a feminine version of Snape. Wait a tick, Snape does look feminine! Aha. Ahahahaha. Fine, I'm moving along!).
And so I said "Granny Davis! It's so nice to see you! What are you doing here?"
"Well," Granny said, still looking at Oliver, who was frozen in mid-Twist on the couch. "Sammy asked me if I could come check on you every day, just to make sure any-." There was a pause. "-questionable activities occurring."
"Oh," I replied lamely. I tried to appear like I had no idea what she was saying, but I knew that Granny was paranoid I would buy drugs from our neighbors or have a huge party or anything. No one trusts Darby Holliwether, no one!
"Who are these young men?" she asked, clasping her hands together and glancing around the room, where the tasseled pillows Sammy and I made for the sofa were tossed on the floor, propped up against to door to our screened in deck (Sammy actually REFUSED to move into a house that didn't have one, heehee!).
"Uh, Granny, these are my friends. From school. My school. Hogwarts," I said hesitantly. Granny really is a little wary of hearing about my magic- ness, you might say. I guess it makes her nervous. Well, she makes ME nervous!
"Are you going to just stand there, or are you going to introduce us?" she asked in her strict, angry voice. I blushed bright red.
"Err, sorry Granny," I said. I grabbed the sleeve of Percy's t-shirt and pulled him forward. "This is Percy, and this is Oliver," I said, pointing to Ollie, who had stepped off of the sofa and was now sitting on it, head resting in his hands.
"Oh. Well it's a pleasure to meet you both," Granny mused, shaking Percy's hand after he extended it out automatically. Like a frickin' robot. Hahaha. "Anywho, Darby, I just wanted to say hi, and see if you guys were doing okay. Oh, and bring you this!"
She held something up.
That little something was my pajamas. The dorky ones.
Horrifying, no?
Anyways, I was just thinking about that.
12:24 PM
Ho hum. I'm bored as heck. Lunch is some sort of pot pie or something that looks in a remote way the same.
Anyways, I reminded Ollie and Percy of the thing with Granny Davis. Ollie found this shockingly hilarious. And even Percy, in his reserved sense of humor and whatnot, cracked a smile.
Well, actually, Oliver didn't just find it hilarious. I think I recall the gushing of pumpkin juice from his nose. Hilarious mental pictures ensue.
3:46 PM
Hahaha. Hilarity in Potions today!
Snape was showing us how to make a potion to show us how to cure warts or something else. All of a sudden he dropped his chalk that he was using to write on the blackboard, so he bent over to get it.
Well, somehow, Oliver managed to throw something at him, and he fell over and hit his head on his desk! We all started snorting, and Snapey-poodles didn't even know he threw it, hahahaha!
So Snape gets up of the ground, whirls around and says "STOP LAUGHING THIS INSTANT!" but by then even the somber old Slytherien house is rolling and hooting and pounding their fists on the tables, much like the Gryffindors!
I'm choking with laughter just thinking about it!
4:57 PM
I was in the common room, with my reading glasses on, and Harry Potter comes in.
"Oh my god! It's Harry Potter!" I crowed in a sarcastic tone, then flashed him a gleeful smile. So he paused a minute and gave me a hesitant grin, blushing. "Hey! Don't be shy! You can talk to me! I'm not crazy!" I screamed as he walked up to his dorm.
Hahaha.
Then Oliver walked in. I shut my book (I don't even remember what it was) and removed my glasses, sitting up so he could sit next to me.
"Hey there, homeskillet," I greeted. He smiled back at me.
"Hi Darby," he said simply, sitting down next to me. "What's up?"
"I think I just convinced the Boy Who Lived I'm on drugs with one simple gesture," I informed him with a depressing sign.
"I bet that wasn't too hard," he mused. I crossed my arms.
"I don't think that's very funny, Mr. Wood!" I spat.
"Come on, I was just joking," Oliver said gently, patting my hand. I smiled back at him.
"I know, Ollie. And besides, I am weird," I added with a reluctant sigh.
"Happens to the best of us," he replied, looking at his foot on the coffee table.
"So, what's up?" I asked, pulling at the end of my ponytail holder. Oliver frowned.
"Well, I asked Casey if she wanted to go get a butterbeer in Hogsmeade tomorrow," he said softly.
"Oh my gosh!" I yelped. "Is that tomorrow?"
"Yeah. Anywho, she goes 'I thought you just wanted to go to the dance together! I'm sorry!' And so I guess she just dumped me, when we weren't even dating!" Oliver exclaimed.
"Oh, sweets, I'm so sorry!" I said, leaning my head onto his shoulder and putting an arm around him.
"Ah, it's okay," he said quietly. "She wasn't really my type." I sat up.
"Since when do you have a type?" I asked with a small laugh.
"I don't know," he said with a shy smile.
Heehee.
7:59 PM
I don't know if I'm actually dating Derrick or not! Defying logic is what I do, correct? But he's so sweet and I don't want to upset him.
I don't know what I want!
9:31 PM
Is it bad to frequently change your mind? I hope not!
