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The Diary Of Evil
~ Searching for Sam Nott ~
Where is he? I've looked everywhere for him.
~ 30 minutes later ~
Still searching for that stupid boy. How am I supposed to make this plan work, if I can't find him?
God, I am sooooooo stupid. The Gryffindor Quidditch team are practising for the match against Slytherin. Sam goes out with Parvarti, and she's always with Lavender who is Ron's girlfriend! Ron's the Gryffindor Keeper, so he's out on the Quidditch fields.
~ On the Quidditch fields ~
At last.
"Sam!" He turned to look at me.
"Hey, you alright?"
"I'm fine, could you do me a favour, pleeeeeeease?" I gave him my best puppy dog face.
"It depends. I'm not swimming in the lake in search of your dopey friend, Lisa, neither am I throwing peanut butter at Snape, to distract him. I got a detention for that!"
"I know, I'm sorry. I really am, could you, y'know. Spread a rumour for me?"
"Oh, I see. It's about Harry isn't it?" I nodded.
"Sure. What's the rumour?"
"Cho is cheating on him. Seeing someone else."
"Who?"
"Um, what about, I know! Tom Watson, the Slytherin who's in her year!"
"They're partners in Herbology too."
"How did you know?"
"I am Sam Nott, the gossip columnist."
"You're the best."
"I know." I hugged him, earning an angry glare from Parvarti, and ran off.
Operation Chopsticks and Scar-head, has just begun. Wahoo!
~ The Library ~
I can't find anything on the bone marrow of the Tri-dresa. And they call this a library. Huh, some library.
"Hey, Darling!" yelled a familiar voice.
"What do you want?"
"Dumbledore wants to see us."
"Coming." I gathered all my things, and followed Draco.
~ Outside Dumbledore's Office ~
"Come in."
Draco and me walked in, and sat down in two of the squishy armchairs in his office.
"Now, it has come to my attention that both of you are engaged under your fathers wishes. This, of course could not be helped. But, to help you get used to each other's company, I have a little 'flat' for you two to share. It has only one bedroom, with an en-suite bathroom. Follow me, and I'll give you a little tour."
Dumbledore stood up and walked ahead of Draco and me. We followed in silence.
I, have to share, a room with I'm - a - smarmy - git, for the rest of the year? Oh, my, god. I think I'm going to hyperventilate.
"Here it is, your home for the rest of the year. This is the Sitting Room (It's huge! There are Roman statues either side of the doors!) And this is the Study, with many books (I hope there are books on Tri-Dresa's). This is your bedroom (Wow, it is one BIG bedroom, but there's only one King-size bed. Oh god). This is your own en-suite bathroom. (It is amazing; I'll have to fight Draco for the toilet though. He can have the bush). Your things have already been brought up, good luck!"
Dumbledore swept past us, and out the door.
"Good luck!" mimicked Draco." I can't believe there is only one bed, which I have to share with you."
"I bagsie the bed. You can have the sofa."
"What? That's not fair! I'd rather sleep in the same bed."
"Fine. Sleep in the same bed." I noticed this twinkle in his eyes." You'd better not try anything, not till we're married, anyway."
"Why not? We're engaged, we don't need to go that far, but we could go a little further. We are both sharing the same bed after all."
"Whatever." I walked to the library and actually found a book about Tri- dresa's, YES!
~ After dinner ~
I looked at Draco reading a book in the only sofa in the Sitting room. He looks so sweet when he isn't smirking. Or sneering.
I sat down next to him, when he put his arm round me. I yawned and snuggled up next to him, and fell asleep. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
shewhodares - Yeah, her friends are Mandy Broklehurst, and Lisa Turpin. I'm glad someone else thinks that Cho and Harry aren't to be. And yeah, they are in the 6th year. Thanks for reviewing!
Kitera-Matar - The underlines are where she's put something down in her diary. Which means that she doesn't always change scenes. It just means that she written something down at a different time. Thanks for pointing out that it's confusing. Thanks for reviewing too!
I love you both so much! And to anyone else, please review too! 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
~ Searching for Sam Nott ~
Where is he? I've looked everywhere for him.
~ 30 minutes later ~
Still searching for that stupid boy. How am I supposed to make this plan work, if I can't find him?
God, I am sooooooo stupid. The Gryffindor Quidditch team are practising for the match against Slytherin. Sam goes out with Parvarti, and she's always with Lavender who is Ron's girlfriend! Ron's the Gryffindor Keeper, so he's out on the Quidditch fields.
~ On the Quidditch fields ~
At last.
"Sam!" He turned to look at me.
"Hey, you alright?"
"I'm fine, could you do me a favour, pleeeeeeease?" I gave him my best puppy dog face.
"It depends. I'm not swimming in the lake in search of your dopey friend, Lisa, neither am I throwing peanut butter at Snape, to distract him. I got a detention for that!"
"I know, I'm sorry. I really am, could you, y'know. Spread a rumour for me?"
"Oh, I see. It's about Harry isn't it?" I nodded.
"Sure. What's the rumour?"
"Cho is cheating on him. Seeing someone else."
"Who?"
"Um, what about, I know! Tom Watson, the Slytherin who's in her year!"
"They're partners in Herbology too."
"How did you know?"
"I am Sam Nott, the gossip columnist."
"You're the best."
"I know." I hugged him, earning an angry glare from Parvarti, and ran off.
Operation Chopsticks and Scar-head, has just begun. Wahoo!
~ The Library ~
I can't find anything on the bone marrow of the Tri-dresa. And they call this a library. Huh, some library.
"Hey, Darling!" yelled a familiar voice.
"What do you want?"
"Dumbledore wants to see us."
"Coming." I gathered all my things, and followed Draco.
~ Outside Dumbledore's Office ~
"Come in."
Draco and me walked in, and sat down in two of the squishy armchairs in his office.
"Now, it has come to my attention that both of you are engaged under your fathers wishes. This, of course could not be helped. But, to help you get used to each other's company, I have a little 'flat' for you two to share. It has only one bedroom, with an en-suite bathroom. Follow me, and I'll give you a little tour."
Dumbledore stood up and walked ahead of Draco and me. We followed in silence.
I, have to share, a room with I'm - a - smarmy - git, for the rest of the year? Oh, my, god. I think I'm going to hyperventilate.
"Here it is, your home for the rest of the year. This is the Sitting Room (It's huge! There are Roman statues either side of the doors!) And this is the Study, with many books (I hope there are books on Tri-Dresa's). This is your bedroom (Wow, it is one BIG bedroom, but there's only one King-size bed. Oh god). This is your own en-suite bathroom. (It is amazing; I'll have to fight Draco for the toilet though. He can have the bush). Your things have already been brought up, good luck!"
Dumbledore swept past us, and out the door.
"Good luck!" mimicked Draco." I can't believe there is only one bed, which I have to share with you."
"I bagsie the bed. You can have the sofa."
"What? That's not fair! I'd rather sleep in the same bed."
"Fine. Sleep in the same bed." I noticed this twinkle in his eyes." You'd better not try anything, not till we're married, anyway."
"Why not? We're engaged, we don't need to go that far, but we could go a little further. We are both sharing the same bed after all."
"Whatever." I walked to the library and actually found a book about Tri- dresa's, YES!
~ After dinner ~
I looked at Draco reading a book in the only sofa in the Sitting room. He looks so sweet when he isn't smirking. Or sneering.
I sat down next to him, when he put his arm round me. I yawned and snuggled up next to him, and fell asleep. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
shewhodares - Yeah, her friends are Mandy Broklehurst, and Lisa Turpin. I'm glad someone else thinks that Cho and Harry aren't to be. And yeah, they are in the 6th year. Thanks for reviewing!
Kitera-Matar - The underlines are where she's put something down in her diary. Which means that she doesn't always change scenes. It just means that she written something down at a different time. Thanks for pointing out that it's confusing. Thanks for reviewing too!
I love you both so much! And to anyone else, please review too! roze x
