The Diary of DC Holliwether
December 24th.
11:08 AM
Parents are out shopping, and when they get home, they've decided to take the three of us.
Ugh, woke up in such a bad mood this morning. I had a headache, and again, my hair looked positively awful. Sammy and Chandler were gone when I got up, and Oliver and Percy were sitting in the kitchen, reading the copy of the Daily Prophet that Percy's parent's owl had delivered. They had made waffles too, and there was a place set for me, complete with the can of peanut butter and the little chocolate candies. I can't help it if I enjoyed my waffles in an odd way.
And so I sat down and stared at my plate as Percy loaded it up with a pair of large waffles.
"Did you sleep well, Darby?" Oliver asked, passing the syrup my way as I slathered on the peanut butter.
I shook my head. "No. I don't feel well."
"Duh, what's the matter?" Oliver queried. Oh, okay. He didn't say 'duh', but it sure sounded like that to my angry mind.
Scowling, I began dousing the waffles in syrup and sprinkling the chocolate on. "If I knew, I wouldn't be so angry, now would I?" I snapped without thinking.
He looked hurt.
"I'm sorry. I'm in a bad mood. I didn't mean it," I mumbled guiltily.
Snap out of it, Darby!!
12:20 PM
I was sitting on the couch with Oliver, and Percy had actually managed to get some time to himself to write a letter to Penny, full of happy little Christmas thoughts, I'm sure. We were watching Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer and eating red and green M and Ms.
"So, Darby, is this what Muggles do without magic?" he asked me, gesturing towards the TV set. I shrugged.
"Well, of course," I told him after some thought.
Oliver sighed. "No wonder no one knows how they live. A talking reindeer? Honestly."
I ruffled his hair, knowing full well that he hated that more than anything. "Oliver! This is my childhood tradition!" I popped some chocolate into my mouth. I was beginning to feel sick from all that candy, if you want the truth.
[I can't believe I just said that! Bad Darby, bad!]
I coughed a little bit, nearly choking on my candy. Oliver whacked me on the back. "Thank you," I said. "Anyways, if Muggles who knew nothing of wizards and witches knew some of the things that we do, they'd probably be surprised, just as you are of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. I mean, we turned a glass into a crocodile in class once. Look me in the eye and tell me that's normal."
He stared at me, leaning close. "It is normal," he insisted. I laughed and shoved him away.
2:39 PM
In the car with Sammy, Chandler, Ollie and Percy. Oliver is talking animatedly about this professional Quidditch match he'd seen. Percy and Sammy, meanwhile, are discussing which classes are better than others. Oh, tear, I'm all alone.
Actually, I don't particularly care. I have thinking to do.
*Shopping List*
For Oliver: Some Muggle toys and a new shirt.
For Percy: New shirt (everyone can use a new shirt, right?) and some classic Muggle literature.
For Sammy: A new lamp for my dear mother.
For Chandler: Uh. I don't exactly know, yet.
Plus, a few things for Bizzy, and myself, of course.
I hate holiday shopping. It's snowing, and I bet that I'll step in a puddle as soon as we get out of the car at the mall.
5:49 PM
Oh, how I despise the mall. When I have children, I'm going to keep them on a leash so they don't trample people's feet.
First, we all split up. Sammy and Chandler were still shopping for us, and my grandparents, and a few more things to mail overseas for my cousins. You see, my parents and grandparents lived overseas 'til I was five. The Grandparents Holliwether decided to move to Britain. Chandler got a job over here when I was six. Thus, we moved over here. Soon after we moved, my other grandparents decided to move over.
Anyways.
The first thing I did was head into the pet store and bought a new light bulb for Bizzy's cage. And a new rock for him as well, because I thought it would be nice for him to get something new.
On to more interesting things.
Next-door is the fantastic bookstore. I ducked inside, careful to not break the light bulb in my bag as I saw Sammy swoop inside of the hair care store. She probably wasn't shopping for me, but whatever.
Swooping a copy of 'the Catcher in the Rye' off of the shelf, I added it to my plastic 'Book Town' basket. For my dad, I plucked a book about bridges off of the shelf, as well as a copy of the 'Grapes of Wrath' for Percy. I had a feeling he might like it. I thought it was pretty unexciting, but Percy was more patient that I was.
After I paid, I went to the electronics store. Bought Sammy a blue lava lamp. I hope she'll like it.
Then I went into the 'vintage' clothes store. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Percy looking hopelessly through the handbags. Probably for Penny. I frowned, feeling sorry that Percy didn't have too much money to spend. The poor dear.
I grabbed up a few polo shirts for Chandler and an old-fashioned black dress for Sammy. Next I picked out a thick, black sweater for Oliver, and a more conservative button-down for Percy.
If you must know, I bought myself a pair of sandals as well.
After I ran the toy store, I nearly dropped my bags as I saw Oliver heading into the jewelry store. Oh my. What did he think he would buy there? Wouldn't Casey be surprised, I thought to myself.
For Ollie, I picked out a remote controlled car. I felt a bit bad that it was a cheap one, but hey. A girl like me has limited funds.
I was about to head back to the car and drive around the parking lot (thank Merlin I got my restricted license in the summer, eh?) when the thought hit me: I should buy something nice for Derrick. So it was into the nice clothing store. I tried to find a cheap enough watch, but the stupid saleswoman behind the counter kept crowing, 'but this is for your boyfriend, no?' in an obviously faked French accent.
Honestly! Some people will go to such huge lengths so sell a nearly penniless fifteen year old girl an expensive watch for her kind-of boyfriend!
My temper got the best of me.
"Look, lady. I'm fifteen. I don't have lots of money. Just let me pick!" I nearly shouted.
In the end, I got tossed out because I couldn't pick something cheap enough, and I was distracting their 'paying customers.'
Hopelessly, I trudged into the clothes store. I ended up buying Derrick a neat little watch and a new pair of shoes, both of which I knew he would enjoy for their Muggle novelty.
Oh yeah. I bought Penny a nice hat. I didn't feel as if I should spend lots of money on someone I don't even really like.
My, my! That was terrible of me to say!
8:09 PM
Oh gosh golly gee. It's snowing outside! How wonderful!
I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me.
10:57 PM
Sammy is egging Percy, Oliver and I to our beds. I've been up late wrapping presents, drinking hot chocolate, letting Bizzy play under our tree, and playing a big game of Monopoly.
This is what the holidays are all about, right? My friends, Monopoly and my iguana.
Somehow I don't think this is what normal folk would consider the ideal Christmas, do you?
I simply cannot wait to see what riches and treasures tomorrow shall bring me!
Good night!
December 24th.
11:08 AM
Parents are out shopping, and when they get home, they've decided to take the three of us.
Ugh, woke up in such a bad mood this morning. I had a headache, and again, my hair looked positively awful. Sammy and Chandler were gone when I got up, and Oliver and Percy were sitting in the kitchen, reading the copy of the Daily Prophet that Percy's parent's owl had delivered. They had made waffles too, and there was a place set for me, complete with the can of peanut butter and the little chocolate candies. I can't help it if I enjoyed my waffles in an odd way.
And so I sat down and stared at my plate as Percy loaded it up with a pair of large waffles.
"Did you sleep well, Darby?" Oliver asked, passing the syrup my way as I slathered on the peanut butter.
I shook my head. "No. I don't feel well."
"Duh, what's the matter?" Oliver queried. Oh, okay. He didn't say 'duh', but it sure sounded like that to my angry mind.
Scowling, I began dousing the waffles in syrup and sprinkling the chocolate on. "If I knew, I wouldn't be so angry, now would I?" I snapped without thinking.
He looked hurt.
"I'm sorry. I'm in a bad mood. I didn't mean it," I mumbled guiltily.
Snap out of it, Darby!!
12:20 PM
I was sitting on the couch with Oliver, and Percy had actually managed to get some time to himself to write a letter to Penny, full of happy little Christmas thoughts, I'm sure. We were watching Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer and eating red and green M and Ms.
"So, Darby, is this what Muggles do without magic?" he asked me, gesturing towards the TV set. I shrugged.
"Well, of course," I told him after some thought.
Oliver sighed. "No wonder no one knows how they live. A talking reindeer? Honestly."
I ruffled his hair, knowing full well that he hated that more than anything. "Oliver! This is my childhood tradition!" I popped some chocolate into my mouth. I was beginning to feel sick from all that candy, if you want the truth.
[I can't believe I just said that! Bad Darby, bad!]
I coughed a little bit, nearly choking on my candy. Oliver whacked me on the back. "Thank you," I said. "Anyways, if Muggles who knew nothing of wizards and witches knew some of the things that we do, they'd probably be surprised, just as you are of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. I mean, we turned a glass into a crocodile in class once. Look me in the eye and tell me that's normal."
He stared at me, leaning close. "It is normal," he insisted. I laughed and shoved him away.
2:39 PM
In the car with Sammy, Chandler, Ollie and Percy. Oliver is talking animatedly about this professional Quidditch match he'd seen. Percy and Sammy, meanwhile, are discussing which classes are better than others. Oh, tear, I'm all alone.
Actually, I don't particularly care. I have thinking to do.
*Shopping List*
For Oliver: Some Muggle toys and a new shirt.
For Percy: New shirt (everyone can use a new shirt, right?) and some classic Muggle literature.
For Sammy: A new lamp for my dear mother.
For Chandler: Uh. I don't exactly know, yet.
Plus, a few things for Bizzy, and myself, of course.
I hate holiday shopping. It's snowing, and I bet that I'll step in a puddle as soon as we get out of the car at the mall.
5:49 PM
Oh, how I despise the mall. When I have children, I'm going to keep them on a leash so they don't trample people's feet.
First, we all split up. Sammy and Chandler were still shopping for us, and my grandparents, and a few more things to mail overseas for my cousins. You see, my parents and grandparents lived overseas 'til I was five. The Grandparents Holliwether decided to move to Britain. Chandler got a job over here when I was six. Thus, we moved over here. Soon after we moved, my other grandparents decided to move over.
Anyways.
The first thing I did was head into the pet store and bought a new light bulb for Bizzy's cage. And a new rock for him as well, because I thought it would be nice for him to get something new.
On to more interesting things.
Next-door is the fantastic bookstore. I ducked inside, careful to not break the light bulb in my bag as I saw Sammy swoop inside of the hair care store. She probably wasn't shopping for me, but whatever.
Swooping a copy of 'the Catcher in the Rye' off of the shelf, I added it to my plastic 'Book Town' basket. For my dad, I plucked a book about bridges off of the shelf, as well as a copy of the 'Grapes of Wrath' for Percy. I had a feeling he might like it. I thought it was pretty unexciting, but Percy was more patient that I was.
After I paid, I went to the electronics store. Bought Sammy a blue lava lamp. I hope she'll like it.
Then I went into the 'vintage' clothes store. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Percy looking hopelessly through the handbags. Probably for Penny. I frowned, feeling sorry that Percy didn't have too much money to spend. The poor dear.
I grabbed up a few polo shirts for Chandler and an old-fashioned black dress for Sammy. Next I picked out a thick, black sweater for Oliver, and a more conservative button-down for Percy.
If you must know, I bought myself a pair of sandals as well.
After I ran the toy store, I nearly dropped my bags as I saw Oliver heading into the jewelry store. Oh my. What did he think he would buy there? Wouldn't Casey be surprised, I thought to myself.
For Ollie, I picked out a remote controlled car. I felt a bit bad that it was a cheap one, but hey. A girl like me has limited funds.
I was about to head back to the car and drive around the parking lot (thank Merlin I got my restricted license in the summer, eh?) when the thought hit me: I should buy something nice for Derrick. So it was into the nice clothing store. I tried to find a cheap enough watch, but the stupid saleswoman behind the counter kept crowing, 'but this is for your boyfriend, no?' in an obviously faked French accent.
Honestly! Some people will go to such huge lengths so sell a nearly penniless fifteen year old girl an expensive watch for her kind-of boyfriend!
My temper got the best of me.
"Look, lady. I'm fifteen. I don't have lots of money. Just let me pick!" I nearly shouted.
In the end, I got tossed out because I couldn't pick something cheap enough, and I was distracting their 'paying customers.'
Hopelessly, I trudged into the clothes store. I ended up buying Derrick a neat little watch and a new pair of shoes, both of which I knew he would enjoy for their Muggle novelty.
Oh yeah. I bought Penny a nice hat. I didn't feel as if I should spend lots of money on someone I don't even really like.
My, my! That was terrible of me to say!
8:09 PM
Oh gosh golly gee. It's snowing outside! How wonderful!
I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me.
10:57 PM
Sammy is egging Percy, Oliver and I to our beds. I've been up late wrapping presents, drinking hot chocolate, letting Bizzy play under our tree, and playing a big game of Monopoly.
This is what the holidays are all about, right? My friends, Monopoly and my iguana.
Somehow I don't think this is what normal folk would consider the ideal Christmas, do you?
I simply cannot wait to see what riches and treasures tomorrow shall bring me!
Good night!
