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Chapter 8: Unknown Betrayal

Sunday, November 16th

10:15 AM

Ginny told us today about this sort of group thing that Harry "directs" about Defence Against the Dark Arts. She told us Harry told her to invite us (me, Di, Jenna, Aggie, Mel and Beth) to join it, and that they met every Monday.

I nearly toppled over when I heard that Harry had invited us. Dreamland. Dreamland. Dreamland. Shut up, Jenna! Dreamland.

Monday, November 17th

9:56 PM

D.A (Defence Association/Dumbledore's Army) meeting was fabbity fab! Harry kept ordering everyone about (in a nice way) and he'd often come up to me and ajust my arm height, or whatever. Oh, he's so gorgey! Snog me now, you sexy goddy thing.

Ginny looked a bit miffed by the end of the meeting, but I was in a top notch groovy disco dancing mood (quite literally. I think I have scared some first years out of ever going near the Room of Requirement, because mad disco dancers come...er, disco dancing out of there). Everything is fab with a capital B!

Monday, November 24th

5:48 PM

D.A again after dinner today! I can't wait. I seem to live to see those beautiful green eyes again! Lalalalallalalalaaaaaaaa. Ginny looked pretty happy, too.

I started doing my mad disco dancing and then Ginny joined in and soon the entire Ace Gang was doing mad wiggling about. It was hilarious until my hand went flying and hit someone on the head. Just my luck, it was SG's head. He laughed at all of us jiggling madly about and said, "It's ok, just be more careful." When I apologized. And......I'm a 7-year-old again.

10:26 PM

POO! And merde. And cheating snake! Let me go back to the beginning. No, wait, the beginning was 15 years ago when I was born...ok, fast forward to the D.A meeting a few hours ago.

Everything was disco-dancing level fine, and then we left. I noticed some people, such as Ginny, Jenna and her boyfriend Jack, and some other people stayed behind for a....er, snogging extravaganza, I think.

Anyway, I was in Gryffindor common room when I remembered I had forgotten my wand in the Room of Requirement. I had left it on the shelf when I went to help Di out with her patronus charm, and I had forgotten to retrieve it (the wand). It's just as well, it was beyond bonkerdom anyway, but I walked back to get it.

I passed Jack and Jenna along the way, all cuddled up together. Jenna said, "Hey, Jules. Be careful, there's still one snogging couple back there." "Er....ok," was my thoughtful reply.

I walked to the Room of Requirement and after picturing the D.A room three times, I opened the door. Sure enough, in a dark corner there was a couple snogging for Britain. I recognized Ginny's flaming red hair and tried not to laugh. She had probably got off with some lad in our year.

I tried to quickly grab my wand from the shelf, but my hand knocked over a few books that hit the bloke's head and caused him to groan mid-snog. Oh, merde. Oh double merde. I knew that groan. It was the same groan I had heard earlier when my hand had hit his head while disco-dancing. Harry Potter, SG of the universe, and my friend Ginny Weasley were snogging.

Well, they were, but then they broke apart and just goggled at me. Oh, how I hated both of them then. I sneered, surprisingly resembling Emily, and walked out. I couldn't believe this.

I told Di and Jenna. Di was on my side, but Jenna was all, "Yes, it is surprising that neither of them know you like Harry. Shocking that they should do this," sarcastically. I duffed her rather hard on the head with my pillow. I hate them, I hate them both.

10:28 PM

I love him, though.

10:29 PM

I hate her.

10:32 PM

She is my friend, though.

11:17 PM

Merde.

Tuesday, November 25th

6:09 AM

Bloody hell, I am up quite literally as the sun rises. I felt used somehow, after all that had happened yesterday.

I suddenly yanked the necklace Harry had given me from my neck. I moved towards the dormitory window and opened it, breathing the fresh and, er, clean air. I was about to hurl my necklace into the wilderness of the forbidden forest when some strange sensation came over me. A voice in my head yelled, "No!" and my hand sort of jerked itself back. I was startled. Now not only my lips are non-controllable, but my whole body is, too.

10:38 PM

I fell asleep in Ancient Runes class, and Prof. Ansderson yelled at me for a million years. Y-A-A-A-A-A-W-N. Good grief, I feel like a lion at this point. Or a troll.

10:40 PM

Ugh.

11:06 PM

Oh bloody hell and Merlin's matching sports bra set. Ginny talked to me about the Harry thing. I discreetly said sorry for bothering them, but she said, "It's okay" and was all cheerful. It made me feel sick.

Apparently, they had started going out a week ago and were quite keen on each other. Especially Ginny. Of course, she still doesn't have a clue that Harry is my sole reason for staying in this O.W.L year hellhole. God, she can rave on. I will have a bloody beard by this point.

7:25 PM

To complete the joy that is dying, I bumped into Harry. No friendly smile or even a faint "Hi". He just walked on, vaguely nodding at me. Then again, I didn't say anything to him either. Awkwardness.

Midnight

I hate the world!

Thursday, November 27th

7:20 PM

Another day of awkwardness. I took my necklace off but I soon felt weak and faint. When I put it back on, I instantly felt better. There is no doubt that bloody thing is magical.

Oh, why, Harry, why? Neither of them have noticed that I am suffering to my last breath. Hum, I am way too good of an actress.

8:02 PM

Or not. Ginny just walked in daydreaming about Harry. She wouldn't shut up! Good lord, I was so fed up I simply said, "I know! He really is a Sex God and I love him so shut up!!" Not. I just stayed there listening to her ravings.

Eventually she went to bed (at 8, what a twit) and I went to the common room fireplace to seek out tidings from my dear (ditching) friends Di and Jenna. Di was supportive, but again Jenna was....well, herself. She said I should just be honest with Ginny, as she is my friend.

I duffed her on the head and explained, "Yeah, truly inspiring plan: I tell Ginny, she dumps Harry, she cries, and he hates me for breaking up his relationship. Really ingenious thinking, Jen." She got all huffy and went upstairs to the dormitory. Oh, great joy of Hogwarts, she'll blab to carrot head. Must, pant run pant, Go, pant, After, pant, Her! (pant, pant, run, pant).

9:15 PM

Thank God she didn't. Blab, I mean. I burst in on them and Ginny looked perfectly normal (i.e. very carrot headed and eyes shining. It is sickening, sometimes). I felt so relieved I basically hugged Jenna for no reason. She looked at me like I was insane (why would I be? I was only skipping around and out the door).

But as soon as I left I felt depressed again, and Di had gone to talk to Prof. Delacour about a spell she was having trouble with. I sat down on an armchair by the fire, all aloney. On my owney. With 30 other kids talking around me, of course.

9:42 PM

Harry sat down next to me! I am not even joking! God, he is sexgoddy. I was just being moody and he plonked down on the armrest of my armchair, how armazing is that!

He looked at me, smiled, and said, "Hello, Julia. You're looking depressed, what's the matter?" It was the first time I had heard his sexgoddy voice in days. It was deep, sincere. Just this one question made me want to jump into the lake (in my nuddy-pants), fly through the air (er...for about 2 seconds, please) and confess everything: how I love him with all my might, how this is the wprst year and I don't want to betray my friend, everything!

"Nothing. Nothing's the matter."