Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing you hear me?! Ahem on with the story err diary thing.
A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back with a story again, and not a one-shot either. Hope you all enjoy!
Prologue
Dear Diary,
No, that sounds stupid. Like I'm talking to an inanimate object. Which is something I would never do; until now at least. Now, I have no one else to turn to. You're the only one who will not judge me. Of course you could be read but I'm not a Slytherin for nothing. There are so many curse, charms, and hexes protecting this thing that I actually pity the person who tries to read it. I would never admit that out loud though. I'm not supposed to pity.
I have decided to start this…piece of writing so when I'm not around any more people will learn what I was really like. They'll see behind the mask, the fake love for purebloodism, everything. And they'll know I was actually a real person who cared. But until then only you shall know.
As I sit here in the dead of the night scribbling furiously in the common room I think of how people would react if they ever got a hold of this. They'd probably think it a lie, an attention-seeking scheme. Bloody idiots. Anyways the clock has chimed twelve times and I have Transfiguration tomorrow morning with Mcgonagall, who hates me by my association with the snake.
So this will be where we part now. I hope in the future I don't bore you to tears with my blabber about my life.
Pansy Parkinson
A/N: Ack, don't kill me. Yeah it's short but it's a prologue so it can be short. Also don't jus leave for the character whose point of view I'm writing from. This will border on the edge of an AU. It will follow the advents of the books but the characters shall be….can you say incredibly off form their original forms. Also I can always use help in the ideas area so feel free to give me some. Also, no flames, constructive criticism welcome, and review, review, review!
