January 17, 1992-Hogwarts-5th year
Oh.I can't believe what I did today. What happened no one should know. Except for Percy Weasley and me. I don't know what would happen if Oliver found out.Oh, my sweet Ollie. He'd be crushed if he found out! That is why I'm trusting no one with this secret. It all started when I went into the Prefect's bathroom. I was crying, because I'd just had an extremely bad day. Marcus Flint was being exceptionally hateful to me during Quidditch Practice, and Ollie couldn't see me seeing that he was busy with his team. Anyway, I ran into the bathroom, hoping for some privacy, when I saw that Percy was there. Immediately, I tried to wipe my eyes with the back of my sleeve, but my eyes were still red and puffy. He turned around, seeing me and smiled.
"Hello Lindsay," He said cheerfully.
I sniffed. "Hi Percy." I tried to not let him see my face. It didn't work.
"What's wrong?" Percy asked with concern, walking closer to me.
"Nothing! N-Nothings wrong! Why would think that?"
"Well, you've been crying. I can tell from your eyes."
"Even if I had been crying, what business would it be of yours? Hmm?"
"Well, you're my friend. So I consider it my business."
"Go away!" Usually after this Percy would leave, and apologize for prying. Not today.
"No! Not until you tell me what's wrong."
"Why would you even care?"
"Because you're a fellow Prefect, and a friend. That's why." Percy stated firmly, moving closer to me.
"It's everything, Percy.Marcus is being really mean to me, and everyone on my Quidditch team hates me. And I can't talk to Oliver, because he's too busy with his new Seeker, Harry Potter." I sobbed.
"Aw.are you jealous of Harry because he gets to spend more time with your boyfriend than you do?"
"No! I'm not jealous of that filth!" I yelled hatefully. Percy gasped, stepping back from me.
"Lindsay! How dare you?! You don't even know Harry!" He yelled back. I covered my mouth with my hand, and stepped back as well. How could I say such a thing? Percy was right I didn't even know Harry! Perhaps I was finally becoming a Slytherin. I didn't say anything. I just cried a bit more.
"You're right.I'm sorry," I replied quietly, wiping my eyes. "It's just you don't understand what it's like. I was raised as a Gryffindor. I'm the only Slytherin in my family! You don't know what it's like to go against everything that you've ever been taught, and be told it's okay." This was the first time I'd ever told anyone that. I usually kept this to myself, telling myself that I'll adjust soon. But I figured if I'd already told Percy why I was crying; why not just blurt everything out?
"Oh Lindsay, I had no idea."
"It's okay, no one else does anyway."
"Even your sister said that she thought you'd gotten used to it!"
I suddenly looked up at Percy, my eyes full of pain. "Please don't tell Katie about this. Or anyone else. I don't know what would happen if anyone knew." "Of course," Percy said quietly, giving me a hug. I liked the hug; it was comforting in some way. And then, the worst thing possible happened. I started to let go of him, as he did with me. Then we just looked at each other for a second. Suddenly, we both leaned in towards each other, and kissed. When we finally realized what we were doing, we both jumped back quickly. I wiped my mouth the back of my hand, looking like I was going to be sick.
"What just happened there?" I asked, pointing to spot where we had both been standing just moments before. Percy wiped his mouth, too. He just shrugged.
"I-I think you kissed me." He suggested, sounding a bit confused. I just laughed.
"Me? Kiss you? No! You kissed me!"
He seemed a bit taken back by this remark, as he straightened up quickly.
"Are you saying that I'm not fanciable?"
"No! I'm just saying that I don't fancy you like that! I mean, you're just Percy!"
"And you're just Lindsay to me!"
"Perhaps," I began, standing up, "we both kissed each other."
"Ah.there we go. That sounds.a bit better." Percy stood up as well.
"But! That doesn't justify the kiss!" I said suddenly.
"No, no of course not!" He shook his head, though it looked to me as if he was lying.
"Well, what do you suppose we do about it?"
"Erm."
"I know! We forget all about this! I'll just leave now and we'll erase this moment completely out of our memories forever! Never to talk about it again!"
"That sounds like the only logical solution," He trailed. I bit my bottom lip. Should I tell Oliver? No.no, that would be bad. If he found out, he'd probably cry, kill Percy, cry some more, and then kill me. And that wouldn't be too good, would it?
"You won't tell anyone else, will you?" I asked quickly.
"Of course not! Unless.you want me to?"
"No! No! Not at all.that would be very bad."
"Yes, very very bad!" Percy was sounding as if he was simply agreeing to everything that I said, and not really thinking for himself.
"Alright then! I suppose I'll just leave now.I'll see you later, Percy." And with that, I turned around, still worried, and left the Prefect's Bathroom. About a minute later, I heard someone running behind me. It was Percy. I tried to look as if I wasn't happy to see him again.
"Lindsay, wait!" He yelled, running to catch up with me.
I turned around, trying to look innocent. "Yes?" I asked as he stopped in front me. He didn't say anything. This time he just kissed me again. But this time, I didn't jump back. I think--as crazy as it may sound- -that I actually liked it. When it was over, Percy just looked at me and said:
"See you tomorrow then?"
I just nodded, a bit shocked. "Yeah, sure." And with that babbling statement from me, he took off. I just stood there for a second. When my brain finally kicked in once more, I turned around again and walked back to my common room. How could I betray Ollie like that? And with one of his best friends! I walked back up to my dormitory, still a bit numb, sat on my bed, and cried again. What I did today just added to my long list of problems.how can a fifteen-year-old girl like myself be so troubled?
April 25, 1992-Hogwarts-5th year
You'll never guess what happened today down at the lake! Oh, it was so funny! I'm still laughing! It's best I start from the beginning. I decided to head down to the lake, to read a new Quidditch book I'd ordered. It was chalk-full of information on how to be a better Chaser. It was quite an interesting read.you see, I had my game tactic's all wrong and.Oh, you want to hear what happened and not about Quidditch eh? Alright, alright, I'll quit babbling. Anyways, I walked down to the lake and sat down on a flat rock that was on the shore, and started reading. I was reading, and reading, when it started to get dark. I didn't really want to go inside, as it seemed so quiet and peaceful out there, so I just took out my wand and "lumos!'" And I continued reading. Well, after a while, I realized that the hem of my robes were in the water. So I reached down with one hand to pull them up. When I did, I accidentally dropped the book into the lake!
"Oh no!" I cried loudly. Quickly, I leaned in toward the water, to see if I could see the book. I used my wand for light, when suddenly; I felt hands push me into the water! The water was freezing cold! When I surfaced, I looked around to see who had pushed me in. The only person I saw was Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. He was laughing, but when he saw that it was me, he stopped.
"Hm.not laughing now, are you? Tell me, do you fear me?" I asked, standing up and sitting back down on the rock. Draco just looked at me. "Hm?" Still, all I got was a really weird look. "You should be, you know that, don't you?" And what happened next was quite funny, as he tried to muster up some courage to reply.
"And why should I be afraid of a girl?" He asked back, trying to sound just as mean.
"Oh, probably because I have the power to transfigure you into anything I want.Hm, now what shall it be today? Perhaps a toad? No, I know! I'll turn you into a bunny! A hoppity, white, little bunny rabbit!" I exclaimed, not being serious. Though Draco took this very seriously, as his eyes widened and he ran off. "You little coward." I muttered when he was gone. I know what you all are thinking. Shouldn't Draco not be afraid of me? Shouldn't he just hate me? Well, not since I scared the parp out of him a while ago! You see, before he came to Hogwarts, Draco and I were enemies. Not mortal enemies, just enemies. But once I caught him trying to plot something against Harry Potter, then I er---threatened him a bit. I couldn't have him destroying my Ollie's chances of Quidditch victories now could I? Well, from that day forward, he was scared of me. Isn't that so funny? A Malfoy afraid of a Bell! Wait till Mum hears about this.
Oh.I can't believe what I did today. What happened no one should know. Except for Percy Weasley and me. I don't know what would happen if Oliver found out.Oh, my sweet Ollie. He'd be crushed if he found out! That is why I'm trusting no one with this secret. It all started when I went into the Prefect's bathroom. I was crying, because I'd just had an extremely bad day. Marcus Flint was being exceptionally hateful to me during Quidditch Practice, and Ollie couldn't see me seeing that he was busy with his team. Anyway, I ran into the bathroom, hoping for some privacy, when I saw that Percy was there. Immediately, I tried to wipe my eyes with the back of my sleeve, but my eyes were still red and puffy. He turned around, seeing me and smiled.
"Hello Lindsay," He said cheerfully.
I sniffed. "Hi Percy." I tried to not let him see my face. It didn't work.
"What's wrong?" Percy asked with concern, walking closer to me.
"Nothing! N-Nothings wrong! Why would think that?"
"Well, you've been crying. I can tell from your eyes."
"Even if I had been crying, what business would it be of yours? Hmm?"
"Well, you're my friend. So I consider it my business."
"Go away!" Usually after this Percy would leave, and apologize for prying. Not today.
"No! Not until you tell me what's wrong."
"Why would you even care?"
"Because you're a fellow Prefect, and a friend. That's why." Percy stated firmly, moving closer to me.
"It's everything, Percy.Marcus is being really mean to me, and everyone on my Quidditch team hates me. And I can't talk to Oliver, because he's too busy with his new Seeker, Harry Potter." I sobbed.
"Aw.are you jealous of Harry because he gets to spend more time with your boyfriend than you do?"
"No! I'm not jealous of that filth!" I yelled hatefully. Percy gasped, stepping back from me.
"Lindsay! How dare you?! You don't even know Harry!" He yelled back. I covered my mouth with my hand, and stepped back as well. How could I say such a thing? Percy was right I didn't even know Harry! Perhaps I was finally becoming a Slytherin. I didn't say anything. I just cried a bit more.
"You're right.I'm sorry," I replied quietly, wiping my eyes. "It's just you don't understand what it's like. I was raised as a Gryffindor. I'm the only Slytherin in my family! You don't know what it's like to go against everything that you've ever been taught, and be told it's okay." This was the first time I'd ever told anyone that. I usually kept this to myself, telling myself that I'll adjust soon. But I figured if I'd already told Percy why I was crying; why not just blurt everything out?
"Oh Lindsay, I had no idea."
"It's okay, no one else does anyway."
"Even your sister said that she thought you'd gotten used to it!"
I suddenly looked up at Percy, my eyes full of pain. "Please don't tell Katie about this. Or anyone else. I don't know what would happen if anyone knew." "Of course," Percy said quietly, giving me a hug. I liked the hug; it was comforting in some way. And then, the worst thing possible happened. I started to let go of him, as he did with me. Then we just looked at each other for a second. Suddenly, we both leaned in towards each other, and kissed. When we finally realized what we were doing, we both jumped back quickly. I wiped my mouth the back of my hand, looking like I was going to be sick.
"What just happened there?" I asked, pointing to spot where we had both been standing just moments before. Percy wiped his mouth, too. He just shrugged.
"I-I think you kissed me." He suggested, sounding a bit confused. I just laughed.
"Me? Kiss you? No! You kissed me!"
He seemed a bit taken back by this remark, as he straightened up quickly.
"Are you saying that I'm not fanciable?"
"No! I'm just saying that I don't fancy you like that! I mean, you're just Percy!"
"And you're just Lindsay to me!"
"Perhaps," I began, standing up, "we both kissed each other."
"Ah.there we go. That sounds.a bit better." Percy stood up as well.
"But! That doesn't justify the kiss!" I said suddenly.
"No, no of course not!" He shook his head, though it looked to me as if he was lying.
"Well, what do you suppose we do about it?"
"Erm."
"I know! We forget all about this! I'll just leave now and we'll erase this moment completely out of our memories forever! Never to talk about it again!"
"That sounds like the only logical solution," He trailed. I bit my bottom lip. Should I tell Oliver? No.no, that would be bad. If he found out, he'd probably cry, kill Percy, cry some more, and then kill me. And that wouldn't be too good, would it?
"You won't tell anyone else, will you?" I asked quickly.
"Of course not! Unless.you want me to?"
"No! No! Not at all.that would be very bad."
"Yes, very very bad!" Percy was sounding as if he was simply agreeing to everything that I said, and not really thinking for himself.
"Alright then! I suppose I'll just leave now.I'll see you later, Percy." And with that, I turned around, still worried, and left the Prefect's Bathroom. About a minute later, I heard someone running behind me. It was Percy. I tried to look as if I wasn't happy to see him again.
"Lindsay, wait!" He yelled, running to catch up with me.
I turned around, trying to look innocent. "Yes?" I asked as he stopped in front me. He didn't say anything. This time he just kissed me again. But this time, I didn't jump back. I think--as crazy as it may sound- -that I actually liked it. When it was over, Percy just looked at me and said:
"See you tomorrow then?"
I just nodded, a bit shocked. "Yeah, sure." And with that babbling statement from me, he took off. I just stood there for a second. When my brain finally kicked in once more, I turned around again and walked back to my common room. How could I betray Ollie like that? And with one of his best friends! I walked back up to my dormitory, still a bit numb, sat on my bed, and cried again. What I did today just added to my long list of problems.how can a fifteen-year-old girl like myself be so troubled?
April 25, 1992-Hogwarts-5th year
You'll never guess what happened today down at the lake! Oh, it was so funny! I'm still laughing! It's best I start from the beginning. I decided to head down to the lake, to read a new Quidditch book I'd ordered. It was chalk-full of information on how to be a better Chaser. It was quite an interesting read.you see, I had my game tactic's all wrong and.Oh, you want to hear what happened and not about Quidditch eh? Alright, alright, I'll quit babbling. Anyways, I walked down to the lake and sat down on a flat rock that was on the shore, and started reading. I was reading, and reading, when it started to get dark. I didn't really want to go inside, as it seemed so quiet and peaceful out there, so I just took out my wand and "lumos!'" And I continued reading. Well, after a while, I realized that the hem of my robes were in the water. So I reached down with one hand to pull them up. When I did, I accidentally dropped the book into the lake!
"Oh no!" I cried loudly. Quickly, I leaned in toward the water, to see if I could see the book. I used my wand for light, when suddenly; I felt hands push me into the water! The water was freezing cold! When I surfaced, I looked around to see who had pushed me in. The only person I saw was Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. He was laughing, but when he saw that it was me, he stopped.
"Hm.not laughing now, are you? Tell me, do you fear me?" I asked, standing up and sitting back down on the rock. Draco just looked at me. "Hm?" Still, all I got was a really weird look. "You should be, you know that, don't you?" And what happened next was quite funny, as he tried to muster up some courage to reply.
"And why should I be afraid of a girl?" He asked back, trying to sound just as mean.
"Oh, probably because I have the power to transfigure you into anything I want.Hm, now what shall it be today? Perhaps a toad? No, I know! I'll turn you into a bunny! A hoppity, white, little bunny rabbit!" I exclaimed, not being serious. Though Draco took this very seriously, as his eyes widened and he ran off. "You little coward." I muttered when he was gone. I know what you all are thinking. Shouldn't Draco not be afraid of me? Shouldn't he just hate me? Well, not since I scared the parp out of him a while ago! You see, before he came to Hogwarts, Draco and I were enemies. Not mortal enemies, just enemies. But once I caught him trying to plot something against Harry Potter, then I er---threatened him a bit. I couldn't have him destroying my Ollie's chances of Quidditch victories now could I? Well, from that day forward, he was scared of me. Isn't that so funny? A Malfoy afraid of a Bell! Wait till Mum hears about this.