Disclaimer: all these characters belong to J.K Rowling, I just made up the plot.
September 9th- 1:18 PM -the library
I woke up early this morning from a terrible dream. Cedric usually haunts my dreams, but it's worse now that I'm back at Hogwarts. Last night I swear I saw him sitting at the Hufflepuff table eating with the rest of his house.
It think that's another reason my mother bought me this diary. Just so I could vent and release all my bottled emotions.
I got out of bed and quickly got dressed. I crept out of the girl's dormitory before Padma woke up. I walked down the steps through the Ravenclaw Common Room and outside into the corridor. I decided I'd head to the Great Hall for some breakfast. It was so early when I arrived that there were no more than ten or twelve students about.
I was the only student at the Ravenclaw table and rather relieved. I helped myself to breakfast and stared mindlessly at the Hufflepuff table. Of course there were always one or two Gryffindors blocking my view, but not this morning. I slowly ate my cinnamon oatmeal imagining Cedric sitting directly across the hall smiling at me. I smiled back and almost waved until it hit me, Cedric wasn't sitting there. I turned my head miserably and focused at the Slytherin table through the corner of my eye.
There were only one or two Slytherins about and I caught eyes with Pansy Parkinson so I quickly turned around and pretended to be fascinated by my oatmeal.
"Why don't you take a picture? It lasts longer." Came the cruel, deep voice.
"Bugger off." I replied before glancing up, I knew immediately that I was speaking to Draco Malfoy.
"Well, well, well. Looks like somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." He replied standing over me.
I didn't bother looking up at him, but I could feel him leaning down breathing heavily above me. I pushed my bowl away and moved to get up but his hand came down to my shoulder keeping me in my seat.
"What would you know about it?" I snapped hotly, after all Draco never slept in a bed that wasn't made entirely out of silk and feathers.
"You'd be surprised." He whispered leaning even closer. I shuddered.
"Leave me alone Malfoy." I growled and stood up quickly knocking him back against the Slytherin bench. I smirked glaring down at him and walked away.
How wrong Padma was. There was nothing cute about Draco Malfoy in the least. I loathed him with a passion. After all his father was a death eater and he would probably become one as soon as he left school. I hurriedly left the Great Hall and walked up the three flights of stairs to the Ravenclaw common room where I hid for the next hour an a half until my first class.
10:38 pm- the nice leather couch in the common room
Dinner was awful to say the least. The entire time Draco would not stop staring at me! It was so obvious he is crushing on me, that or he is plotting my death…who knows? I wouldn't be surprised if he was. Not to mention the fact that Professor Trelawney (Divination) predicted that I was going to have a most terrible year. I nearly knocked over my chair in the heat the moment and began yelling profoundly at her.
"Last year was a terrible year! So unless I am going to die--don't tell me that!" I screamed before picking up my book bag and proceeded down the ladder.
I didn't even bother going to lunch, I knew there'd be too many questions awaiting me. So I ran to the library (of all places) and stayed there until my next class…Potions. Which wasn't much better. But hey, at least Professor Snape has it out more for the Hufflepuffs than he does for the Ravenclaws. Although, it's obvious that he favors his own house. Glad McGonagall and Professor Flitwick don't play favorites.
I ran into Su Li and Kevin Entwhistle in the library. A lot of people thought Su and I were sisters when we first came to Hogwarts. Shhessh, just because we're both Asian. I heard they were a couple now.
"Hey Cho!" Su greeted cheerfully.
I mustered a smile as she sat at the round table across from me, "hullo."
"Aren't you going to lunch?" She wanted to know.
"Actually, I'm not hungry." I lied wishing she and Kevin would just go away. Now don't get me wrong, they were both nice and fun to be around, but I just wanted to be by myself, "I was just doing some work before our next class."
Of course in reality I was writing in my diary at the time. I hid this safely underneath my robes and chattered on with Su.
"Well, it's almost time for Potions." Su stated.
"I guess." I replied shrugging.
"Aren't you coming?" Kevin inquired, who had been quiet the entire time he and Su approached me.
I placed this diary securely in my bag and then stood up, "sure, may as well." However, I hated Potions almost as much as Draco Malfoy.
I gathered my belongings and followed my fellow Ravenclaws out of the library (passing Hermione Granger on the way) and down to the dungeons.
"What classes are you taking this year?" Kevin asked me as we began the long walk.
"Arithmacy, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Charms, Transfiguration, Divination, Muggle Studies and Herbology." I responded after pausing to think about my schedule.
"Sounds like a hefty load." Su stated and I just nodded my head in agreement.
We entered Potions after quiet a while of stair-climbing. I sat in the back (as usual) and tried to hide behind my books but Snape wasn't fooled. He called me out right away. I was no more than fifteen minutes into class before I stormed out.
As I ran up the steps of the Dungeon I ran smack into Harry Potter and Dean Thomas on the main floor of the castle.
"Sorry about that." I stated quickly getting to my feet and picking up Harry's glasses.
"That's quiet alright Cho." Harry responded brushing his robe.
"Where are you off to?" He inquired.
"Common room." I replied simply before looking at Dean and then back at Harry.
"Oh well we're off to the pitch." Harry stated before Dean nudged him in the rib cage.
"Ow…" Harry moaned clutching his side.
"Don't worry, I'm not about to go stealing Gryffindor Quidditch tactics. I don't even know if I'll even be playing Quidditch this year." I replied truthfully.
"Wha…What?" Harry replied in a state of shock. His green hues became enlarged. I leaned against the wall and shrugged.
"How come?" He added after a moment's silence.
"It just isn't the same…" I trailed off. Harry knew exactly what I meant.
"But Quidditch…it, well, it helps. What I mean is, it's great for taking your mind off of, things. You know?" Harry removed his glasses and wiped them on his black robe.
I guess I hadn't thought of it that way. Perhaps he was right, but then again, perhaps not.
"Well Harry I suppose I'll have to think about it." My gaze left him and carried over to Dean, "see you two later then?"
"Yeah see ya." Dean replied and tugged on Harry's sleeve pulling him towards the castle doors.
Harry turned around and stared at me briefly before walking away with Dean. I shook my head and continued making way back to my dormitory.
September 9th- 1:18 PM -the library
I woke up early this morning from a terrible dream. Cedric usually haunts my dreams, but it's worse now that I'm back at Hogwarts. Last night I swear I saw him sitting at the Hufflepuff table eating with the rest of his house.
It think that's another reason my mother bought me this diary. Just so I could vent and release all my bottled emotions.
I got out of bed and quickly got dressed. I crept out of the girl's dormitory before Padma woke up. I walked down the steps through the Ravenclaw Common Room and outside into the corridor. I decided I'd head to the Great Hall for some breakfast. It was so early when I arrived that there were no more than ten or twelve students about.
I was the only student at the Ravenclaw table and rather relieved. I helped myself to breakfast and stared mindlessly at the Hufflepuff table. Of course there were always one or two Gryffindors blocking my view, but not this morning. I slowly ate my cinnamon oatmeal imagining Cedric sitting directly across the hall smiling at me. I smiled back and almost waved until it hit me, Cedric wasn't sitting there. I turned my head miserably and focused at the Slytherin table through the corner of my eye.
There were only one or two Slytherins about and I caught eyes with Pansy Parkinson so I quickly turned around and pretended to be fascinated by my oatmeal.
"Why don't you take a picture? It lasts longer." Came the cruel, deep voice.
"Bugger off." I replied before glancing up, I knew immediately that I was speaking to Draco Malfoy.
"Well, well, well. Looks like somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." He replied standing over me.
I didn't bother looking up at him, but I could feel him leaning down breathing heavily above me. I pushed my bowl away and moved to get up but his hand came down to my shoulder keeping me in my seat.
"What would you know about it?" I snapped hotly, after all Draco never slept in a bed that wasn't made entirely out of silk and feathers.
"You'd be surprised." He whispered leaning even closer. I shuddered.
"Leave me alone Malfoy." I growled and stood up quickly knocking him back against the Slytherin bench. I smirked glaring down at him and walked away.
How wrong Padma was. There was nothing cute about Draco Malfoy in the least. I loathed him with a passion. After all his father was a death eater and he would probably become one as soon as he left school. I hurriedly left the Great Hall and walked up the three flights of stairs to the Ravenclaw common room where I hid for the next hour an a half until my first class.
10:38 pm- the nice leather couch in the common room
Dinner was awful to say the least. The entire time Draco would not stop staring at me! It was so obvious he is crushing on me, that or he is plotting my death…who knows? I wouldn't be surprised if he was. Not to mention the fact that Professor Trelawney (Divination) predicted that I was going to have a most terrible year. I nearly knocked over my chair in the heat the moment and began yelling profoundly at her.
"Last year was a terrible year! So unless I am going to die--don't tell me that!" I screamed before picking up my book bag and proceeded down the ladder.
I didn't even bother going to lunch, I knew there'd be too many questions awaiting me. So I ran to the library (of all places) and stayed there until my next class…Potions. Which wasn't much better. But hey, at least Professor Snape has it out more for the Hufflepuffs than he does for the Ravenclaws. Although, it's obvious that he favors his own house. Glad McGonagall and Professor Flitwick don't play favorites.
I ran into Su Li and Kevin Entwhistle in the library. A lot of people thought Su and I were sisters when we first came to Hogwarts. Shhessh, just because we're both Asian. I heard they were a couple now.
"Hey Cho!" Su greeted cheerfully.
I mustered a smile as she sat at the round table across from me, "hullo."
"Aren't you going to lunch?" She wanted to know.
"Actually, I'm not hungry." I lied wishing she and Kevin would just go away. Now don't get me wrong, they were both nice and fun to be around, but I just wanted to be by myself, "I was just doing some work before our next class."
Of course in reality I was writing in my diary at the time. I hid this safely underneath my robes and chattered on with Su.
"Well, it's almost time for Potions." Su stated.
"I guess." I replied shrugging.
"Aren't you coming?" Kevin inquired, who had been quiet the entire time he and Su approached me.
I placed this diary securely in my bag and then stood up, "sure, may as well." However, I hated Potions almost as much as Draco Malfoy.
I gathered my belongings and followed my fellow Ravenclaws out of the library (passing Hermione Granger on the way) and down to the dungeons.
"What classes are you taking this year?" Kevin asked me as we began the long walk.
"Arithmacy, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Charms, Transfiguration, Divination, Muggle Studies and Herbology." I responded after pausing to think about my schedule.
"Sounds like a hefty load." Su stated and I just nodded my head in agreement.
We entered Potions after quiet a while of stair-climbing. I sat in the back (as usual) and tried to hide behind my books but Snape wasn't fooled. He called me out right away. I was no more than fifteen minutes into class before I stormed out.
As I ran up the steps of the Dungeon I ran smack into Harry Potter and Dean Thomas on the main floor of the castle.
"Sorry about that." I stated quickly getting to my feet and picking up Harry's glasses.
"That's quiet alright Cho." Harry responded brushing his robe.
"Where are you off to?" He inquired.
"Common room." I replied simply before looking at Dean and then back at Harry.
"Oh well we're off to the pitch." Harry stated before Dean nudged him in the rib cage.
"Ow…" Harry moaned clutching his side.
"Don't worry, I'm not about to go stealing Gryffindor Quidditch tactics. I don't even know if I'll even be playing Quidditch this year." I replied truthfully.
"Wha…What?" Harry replied in a state of shock. His green hues became enlarged. I leaned against the wall and shrugged.
"How come?" He added after a moment's silence.
"It just isn't the same…" I trailed off. Harry knew exactly what I meant.
"But Quidditch…it, well, it helps. What I mean is, it's great for taking your mind off of, things. You know?" Harry removed his glasses and wiped them on his black robe.
I guess I hadn't thought of it that way. Perhaps he was right, but then again, perhaps not.
"Well Harry I suppose I'll have to think about it." My gaze left him and carried over to Dean, "see you two later then?"
"Yeah see ya." Dean replied and tugged on Harry's sleeve pulling him towards the castle doors.
Harry turned around and stared at me briefly before walking away with Dean. I shook my head and continued making way back to my dormitory.