A new idea, a new diary, a new person, a whole new set of stupid ideas.
(What?) Never mind. This idea kind of popped up in my head while I was
watching a play of Midsummer's Night Dream. Don't worry; it's got nothing
to do with Shakespeare. I don't know why or how it came to me, it just did.
Please r+r, you have a right to be heard! Stop being your silent self, be
HEARD!
Disclaimer: This fic has been created solely for entertainment purposes. I, roze, take full credit for all improvements in your life commencing as of your reading of this fic and continuing for a reasonable period of time thereafter or until hell freezes over, whichever is longer. I, roze, accept no blame for any trouble you might get into because of same, including but not limited to: grounding, detention, expulsion from school, disfiguring hunting accidents, and the death penalty. You have now been duly warned. Enjoy!
r+r, PLEASE, roze x
The Diary of Evil
~ Girls' Dormitory ~
My life is a complete disaster. 6 years ago, I was Jasmine Charles. I was living in a medium sized house in the middle of Devon, England. I had a dog- called Jack, and my parents were Jane and John Charles. I was living a remotely normal life, I was free. Until I came here, and found out the truth.
Now, my life consists of disasters, after more disasters, after even more disasters. Now, I am Tristis Atratus Riddle. Known to the few friend's I have got as, Evil. I am now staying in Hogwarts, but soon, I'll be staying in Malfoy Manor II. I have an owl called Dark angel, and my parents are Tom Marvolo Riddle, and Lily Gillian Evans. I am living a disastrous life, and I was engaged before I was born. Yes, I am betrothed. To who? To Mr. I-am- so-fantastic, Draco Natrix Malfoy. Great. Yes, he is absolutely gorgeous, but he can be a bloody prat if he wants to be. Which is most of the time. My mum is dead, my half-brother is Harry Potter, and I am the heir of Slytherin. But guess what? I'm a Ravenclaw, which, to be frank, is idiotic.
But, like my friend Mandy said, life sucks naturally. But I'm positive it doesn't suck as much as this.
"Tristis, get up, you'll be late for breakfast again." Stuff breakfast. My life is ruined, even if I am 16.
"This is our last year here, so get your ass in gear." Lisa began shaking me.
"Alright, alright. I'm going to be married in 2 months time, aren't I allowed to get depressed at sometime or other?"
"Um, no. GET UP YOU TWAT!" she screeched
"Ow. Calm down, woman."
~ Dining Hall ~
Here comes the Dreaded Evil, Draco Malfoy.
"So how's my wife-to-be feeling this morning?"
"Fine." I snapped.
"I hope you don't act like that once we are married-"
"Does it matter if I do?" I cut in.
"Yes it does. Anyway, let your fiancé help you get better." He placed a quick kiss on my lips before leaving.
You should really see the girls when he passes them. I mean, they drop to the floor like dead flies as soon as he passes them. How sad is that?
It's pretty funny. But you're probably thinking to yourself, shouldn't Tristis be over the moon about marrying a drop dead gorgeous man? Well, for the last 6 years, neither Draco, nor me were allowed to have boy/girlfriends. Which completely sucked. Now, I'm getting married to someone who gets on my nerves frequently. If I don't marry Draco, my dad'll kill me. I mean, kill me. Not 'yell at you forever' type kill me. 'Sudden death' type kill me.
Or live in a nunnery.
I'd rather die. Running away would be the best choice, but dad'll find me in the end. Most likely Draco's father.
See, I have no choice, and it's not fair.
I think I might just be hysterical. Just.
This chapter is just to introduce Tristis, but the rest of the story will be much, much, much more funny. I promise. Please r+r, is my vague idea a good one? Or is it totally, and utterly rubbish? Review, and tell me. roze x
Disclaimer: This fic has been created solely for entertainment purposes. I, roze, take full credit for all improvements in your life commencing as of your reading of this fic and continuing for a reasonable period of time thereafter or until hell freezes over, whichever is longer. I, roze, accept no blame for any trouble you might get into because of same, including but not limited to: grounding, detention, expulsion from school, disfiguring hunting accidents, and the death penalty. You have now been duly warned. Enjoy!
r+r, PLEASE, roze x
The Diary of Evil
~ Girls' Dormitory ~
My life is a complete disaster. 6 years ago, I was Jasmine Charles. I was living in a medium sized house in the middle of Devon, England. I had a dog- called Jack, and my parents were Jane and John Charles. I was living a remotely normal life, I was free. Until I came here, and found out the truth.
Now, my life consists of disasters, after more disasters, after even more disasters. Now, I am Tristis Atratus Riddle. Known to the few friend's I have got as, Evil. I am now staying in Hogwarts, but soon, I'll be staying in Malfoy Manor II. I have an owl called Dark angel, and my parents are Tom Marvolo Riddle, and Lily Gillian Evans. I am living a disastrous life, and I was engaged before I was born. Yes, I am betrothed. To who? To Mr. I-am- so-fantastic, Draco Natrix Malfoy. Great. Yes, he is absolutely gorgeous, but he can be a bloody prat if he wants to be. Which is most of the time. My mum is dead, my half-brother is Harry Potter, and I am the heir of Slytherin. But guess what? I'm a Ravenclaw, which, to be frank, is idiotic.
But, like my friend Mandy said, life sucks naturally. But I'm positive it doesn't suck as much as this.
"Tristis, get up, you'll be late for breakfast again." Stuff breakfast. My life is ruined, even if I am 16.
"This is our last year here, so get your ass in gear." Lisa began shaking me.
"Alright, alright. I'm going to be married in 2 months time, aren't I allowed to get depressed at sometime or other?"
"Um, no. GET UP YOU TWAT!" she screeched
"Ow. Calm down, woman."
~ Dining Hall ~
Here comes the Dreaded Evil, Draco Malfoy.
"So how's my wife-to-be feeling this morning?"
"Fine." I snapped.
"I hope you don't act like that once we are married-"
"Does it matter if I do?" I cut in.
"Yes it does. Anyway, let your fiancé help you get better." He placed a quick kiss on my lips before leaving.
You should really see the girls when he passes them. I mean, they drop to the floor like dead flies as soon as he passes them. How sad is that?
It's pretty funny. But you're probably thinking to yourself, shouldn't Tristis be over the moon about marrying a drop dead gorgeous man? Well, for the last 6 years, neither Draco, nor me were allowed to have boy/girlfriends. Which completely sucked. Now, I'm getting married to someone who gets on my nerves frequently. If I don't marry Draco, my dad'll kill me. I mean, kill me. Not 'yell at you forever' type kill me. 'Sudden death' type kill me.
Or live in a nunnery.
I'd rather die. Running away would be the best choice, but dad'll find me in the end. Most likely Draco's father.
See, I have no choice, and it's not fair.
I think I might just be hysterical. Just.
This chapter is just to introduce Tristis, but the rest of the story will be much, much, much more funny. I promise. Please r+r, is my vague idea a good one? Or is it totally, and utterly rubbish? Review, and tell me. roze x
