SORRY! I totally forgot to say that all characters in this story absolutely belong to J.K. Rowling.** ducks torrent of stones thrown her way**

September 17th

The Dungbomb incident, as Hermoine and I have begun calling it, has passed, Ron and Harry have calmed down and the Great Ferret Boy has disappeared from our lives for the time being. I'll keep updating as Hermoine slips me the info.

September 18th

Hermoine, that little twit, has been keeping everything FROM ME!!! I knew it was too good to be true. Apparently one short bushy haired Gryffindor has been keeping stuff from me to make sure I keep out of trouble and stop watching out for Ron. HE NEEDS WATCHING OUT FOR! That's not even the point. Apparently Malfoy has been giving the entire Dream Team Hell for the past few weeks. And not Hermoine, not Ron, not even Harry felt it was necessary for short, sad, little redheaded Ginny need know about it. I feel so stupid!!! Obviously the Dream Team has been snickering at me for my sad little attempts at keeping Ron from getting expelled. I can see it now. Harry, Rom, and Hermoine sitting near the fire in the Common Room laughing it up at the way I follow them around watching for trouble like a possessed little watch dog. Want to know the really sad thing? I'm not angry at them. I'm just so hurt. This is worse than my old crush on Harry, never getting my feeling returned and pining until my heart was crushed. It's even worse than seeing all of my brothers leave for Hogwarts and me having to wait for what seemed forever until it was my turn to come. This is the hurt that resembles a paranoid dwarf shoving an ice pick into my heart over and over again until it resembles ground beef. Then pouring that muggle medicine that stings like crazy all over it, only it never helps it heal. Damn... I'm going to bed now. I'm tired of bitching about my crappy life. G'night.

September 19th

Ignoring everyone seems to have backfired horribly. They all see to be getting along great without me. How pathetic am I? It finally just hit me. I have no friends. The great legendary Dream Team only put up with me because they didn't want to anger Mum or the twins. I was never a friend. I was a nuisance. No wonder they snuck off so many times and left me. They ditched me because they had to get away from me. Am I really that horrible? That annoying? That.... that...lonely? Why did I befriend them, in the first place? Sure, after my first year, students were wary to talk to me but that faded, as I got older. Why ....why...oh screw it. I don't care. I'll just...work really hard and get wonderfully amazing grades this year. Screw friends. No screw the Dream Team. I never had damn friends.

September 21st

Made a new friend today. I know I said that I just wasn't going to have friends, but animals don't count. Her name is Juliet and she's a pretty little white kitten. As a matter of fact she's lying down on my bed, right here in my room, as I write this. I hope that no one else owns her. I seem to have fallen in love with the pretty kitty and really do not want to let her go. It's strange really. Yesterday she just showed up outside my door and started scratching away at it. Did some fairly good damage to it, too. Anyway I opened the door and this beautiful small kitten charged right at me. Took me quite by surprise. I landed right on my arse Jliet came right up to me, jumped on my chest, and licked my face in apology. At least she apologizes, unlike three gits who shall remain nameless...damn I've now completely ruined the mood of this entry. From now on I won't even mention THEM. All my entries will just be about Juliet, me, and the events happening at Hogwarts.

September 29th

Figures!!! It so frickin figures!!! Do you want to know who Juliet's owner is??? Hmmmm? Do you? Well it's DRACO FRICKIN MALFOY!!!! My beautiful kitten belongs to the amazing bouncing ferret! And I want her back right now!
Malfoy, the bastard, put up missing notices in al the common rooms throughout the castle and I just managed to see it one. It read "MSSING ONE WHITE KITTEN. TAG AROUND NECK READS JULIET. REWARD OFFERED." I read it and my heart seemed to stop. Juliet had been staying in my room. The whole of Gryffindor tower knew about it. They had seen her with me all around the tower. I knew that some stupid snitch would leak it to Malfoy that I had his kitten and I knew that he would want her back. The prick probably laughed his arse off before coming to get her. Professor Dumbledore came to my room himself to take Juliet and give her back to Malfoy. He didn't even look sorry to give my precious kitten to that monster...