December 11th
Dear Journal,
I'm a bad girl.
I'm so horrible I almost went up to Gryffindor tower and jumped out of a window. And that would probably kill me.
The only thing that stopped me from doing that is that it was bad enough that Tyler died, but I didn't want every memory of him to vanish off of the Earth.
After reading that, you could probably guess that once again, I almost killed someone.
December 16th
Dear Journal,
It's not fair.
It's not fair that Tyler died while I got to live. I'm the one that almost killed two people, and I know that Tyler would have never turned out like me. Why did he have to be the one that died? If one of us had to die, I would've picked me. I wouldn't have picked me back when it was that warm afternoon in May and I was 9 years old, but I sure would've picked me if I were asked the day after.
It's not fair that mother killed him, yet she still lived. It's not fair that she only got punished for the death of one twin, when what she did might just drive the boy's twin sister straight into death.
It's not fair that whenever I try to be calm, I end up wanting to kill every single person around me, the little 1st year who reads their homework to themselves in a whisper, the Slytherin prefects who are so perfect that it's stupid and the stupid girls in my dormitory that just don't understand. And me.
December 17th
Dear Journal,
No matter how stupid you may think I am for doing this… I got another tattoo. But listen, it will all make sense by the end of this page.
Tattoos stay on you forever and it's really painful and expensive to take them off. Tattoos are like memories and they stay with you forever.
Gemini are those twins, right? Yeah, they are. Because that's the tattoo I got on my ankle.
And I'll always be a twin and I'll never forget the memory of that.
And I feel a lot better knowing that Tyler won't be forgotten.
Tammy Anderson
December 19th
Dear Journal,
The Yule Ball. The Yule Ball is on Christmas. And I am not going. Fred says that he's going to ask Angelina Johnson and George is going with Sarah Weiss, which was weird to find out because I had never heard of her, yet George acts like she's the most popular girl in the world.
I'm not going to the ball. Nobody's going to ask me anyway. Nobody knows who I am.
Tammy
December 25th
Dear Journal,
I know that I wasn't supposed to go to the ball, but I went anyway, because George convinced me to. I didn't dance though. I couldn't make me dance.
George and Sarah looked really happy when they were dancing with each other, but I hope that they never ever go out with each other again.
I wasn't the only one wearing black. A lot of girls were wearing black dresses.
George's brother Ron had the stupidest dress robes that I have ever seen. They looked sort of like a dress that tried to change.
Tammy
January 1st
Dear Journal,
I feel like going home so badly. Either that or sleeping all day. I wish I could quit Hogwarts, but George is here and I need him. I need him to cheer me up whenever I'm sad.
I wonder why I never tell him anything. I never told him about Tyler or Kirk or my mum being in Azkaban. He doesn't know much about me, and I wonder why he shouldn't. I can't tell him now because then he could get mad at me for keeping it secret all this time.
Tyler has the same name as Cousin Tyler. Cousin Tyler is so stupid. He says things that he thinks are deep, but are way too cliché and sound like they come from fortune cookies. I don't like fortune cookies. Well, yes I do. I like the cookies but not the little piece of paper inside of them.
Tammy
January 7th
Dear Journal,
I skipped all of today's classes and I don't think my teachers even noticed. It's like they act like I'm not even in their class. I wish I wasn't so invisible, but I can't change it now.
I'm so happy that George can see invisible people. And I'm so happy that he's funny.
Tammy
January 18th
Dear Journal,
George says that I am a great dancer but a horrible singer. Kirk bought me a radio and gave it to my dad to give to me, and I brought it to George's room to show him, and turned it on really loud, and then while I was waiting for him to come, I started dancing and singing.
I tackled George to the ground and started punching him. He didn't care. We both knew that I could never hurt him.
Tammy
January 23rd
Dear Journal,
I ruined my stupid life by deciding to try to be unnoticed.
Tammy
February 4th
Dear Journal,
My stupid life is driving me insane. It seems like the only thing keeping me alive is chocolate, because chocolate solves everything. And I mean everything. If all the countries in the world had some chocolate and shared it with each other they would achieve world peace.
My chocolate drawer is almost empty. I really need to restock it soon. I don't have much muggle candy left (You know: Milky Ways, 3 Musketeers, Hershey's, Hershey's with Almonds, Crunch, Krackle, Mars, etc.) but there's a Hogsmeade trip in two weeks, and I'm sure that I can find some chocolate in Honeydukes!
Tammy
February 12th
Dear Journal,
Are journals childish?
Tammy
February 14th
Dear Journal,
What's the point of Valentine's Day? There's all these people obsessing over their boyfriend or girlfriend but is it really any different than any other day? It's so pointless if you ask me.
Do you believe in magic? I don't. I don't think I'm even here. Maybe I'm just sleeping.
Tammy
February 23rd
Dear Journal,
I got detention. For not wearing my uniform. How stupid!
Tammy
February 28th
Dear Journal,
Earlier this month, I asked myself if writing in a journal was childish. I must admit that most girls my age don't have a journal, but should I really stop just because of that?
Deep inside, all I want is to be normal, right? And what's the point of keeping a journal anyway? In a few months I'll be of age, a legal adult, and honestly, who ever heard of an adult with a journal?
I'll see how long I can last without writing in here.
Tammy
June 28th
Dear Journal,
Okay, I can't stand it any longer. I have to write in here. Voldemort murdered Cedric Diggory. Harry Potter saw it. Now I must admit it: It's a bit scary.
The thing is that Cedric Diggory was somebody he didn't know at all. Now think about what he would do to somebody who knew him… like Tyler.
Maybe Voldemort murdered Tyler, not mom.
Tammy
End of Chapter 7
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter! I hope you review, because I need reviews to improve my next chapters! I'm in the middle of writing chapter nine now but it usually takes me a few days to write a chapter and starting this weekend, I can only get on my computer three days a week.Listen, you might notice a new story down there in my list of stories, titled 'Notice Me.' It's my best story so far and I would really appreciate it if you read it and reviewed it. Lorraine (the main character of the story) would like it if you read as well. And so would Sirius. And so would George and Tammy, who aren't in that story but are still in my little head.
