CHAPTER THREE of CREATIVE WRITING

So, sorry this took a while. My Mum's been having some health problems and such.

Also, I'm sorry this is short but I just felt I had to end it where I did. It's about four pages total, so…

THANKS TO: EMERALDEYEZCU! Christy, thanks for leaving a review about every chapter. Wish you were on AIM more. Sucks to be four or five hours apart in times zones, huh?

October 1st, 1977

FIRST OF THE MONTH! Yay!

I love October. The leaves are falling, my birthday is on the 23rd, and HALLOWEEN! Woo Hoo! October rocks tube socks! I'M TURNING EIGHTEEN IN 22 DAYS! Oh my gods! I just can't get over it! OMG!

I'm tired. And it's only five in evening. Gods, how am I going to survive? GRRR!

In the Dorm

I have the most comfy PJ's on earth, I swear. I just was to snuggle up in my blanket and fall asleep to those funky dreams I always have. Seriously, last night I had this strange one. It took place at my old primary school, yet it had nothing to do with school. Somebody was murdered in the dumpster, and they guy in custody, Michael Alm, didn't even do it because he was with me during the time of the murder. But they think he did it anyhow. There are these three girls, Tara, Kala, and Maranda. They are the ones that really did it. Somehow I know this, but I don't know how I know it. Anyway, they hate me because I'm trying to prove they did it. Then, I find a leaf that somehow will prove they murdered the person. I show it to Michael, and he makes it to me. Whoa! For a dream, he was good! Then Tara, Kala, and Maranda lock me in a closet and I wake up.

Crazy, huh? Yeah, I know.

Taking a shower.

………

Back! And ready to get some sleep. Adios Amigos!

eMMe ( My new way to sign me name!)

October 3rd, 1977 Wednesday

Hello, hello, hello! Just to clue you in on something: TODAY SUCKS. I was walking around outside and would you guess which two people were joined at their tonsils? Logan and that slut, Kayti Nayhay! Why does this always happen to me? And to top it all off, I've been banned from Quidditch by Flitwick for a month! Yet, they are going to torture me by making me be the announcer instead of Rosa Marcos-Lopez, who is Esperanza's little sister. Esperanza, or 'Anza', is this girl in my year that is like, an encyclopedia! Rosa's got a case of the stomach Flu that Madame Pomphrey says is pretty bad.

TORTURE!

TOTAL TORTURE!

COPORAL PUNISHMENT!

That's not corporal punishment, Emme. Corporal punishment would be whacking your rump with a paddle like my Mum used to do. Corporal punishment would be slapping your hands with a ruler, like you primary school teacher. THAT'S corporal punishment. Duh. God Emme! Get a dictionary!

Oh thanks Lil that really boosts my self-esteem. What lovely friends I have! Gosh, people!

So anyway, don't expect me to be in a very good mood this month, at all.

You're probably wondering why I got banned from Quidditch? For beating the shit out of Kayti, that's why! I DUFFED UP THE SLUT! THAT'S RIGHT! YEAH!

Woo! Go me!

Even if it DID get me banned from the most genius invention since food. But I suppose it was worth it, especially the fact that no one will be wanting to snog that face for a while! Ha!

Wait….

I DON'T GET TO WHACK BLUDGERS INTO MALFOY'S HEAD!

Fiddlesticks.

Bloody Fuck.

Fudgescicles.

NO!

This is to depressing. I'm going to go wallow in my own misery.

eMMe

October 5h, 1977

I was looking back through my diary, and realized how many bloody times I complained about Sirius. CRAZY! If I counted, I'd run out of fingers. So, from now on, I'm controlling my urges to complain about the same people constantly.

So, now that I have said that, let me get onto other things. There's the Slytherin vs. Gryffindor game on Saturday, and I get to announce at it, of course. I love the SvG games! They're always so vicious and brutal! WHOO! Exhilarating. Of course, it's even more exhilarating when you're the one playing.

Not going to dwell on the subject.

Sigh.

Homework

HoM – Two paged essay over fairy rebellions

Herbology – essay on how to care for full-moon blossoms

Potions – None (not on my schedule today)

Ancient Runes – futhark alphabet, complete w/meanings

Divination – None! (Not on my schedule for today)

Extra credit for all classes is due two classes from now.

HoM – draw a diagram showing the involvement of wizards in the arrest and death of Lady Lucielle of the Faery.

Herbology – Explain why the Devil's Snare abhors light, and why it is destroyed by it.

Potions - Create a potion that makes the world a better place. Explain how it would work, why it would make the better place, and the ingredients and procedure.

Ancient Runes – Study the ancient Greek language and runes, and explain with details why or why not you think it was influential to the development of the English language.

Divination – Pick two people you know, and create a personalized natal chart for each.

How the fuck am I going to get all that done this week? That is eight assignments, and they sure aren't a color-in-the-lines assignment. I swear, I'm so being overworked. DAMNED NEWTS! It's all their fault. If I didn't have to take my exhaustingly nasty Wizarding tests, I wouldn't be overworked. Of course, I had to pick some of the hardest NEWT classes out there. Think, if I had picked Arithmacy over, say, Divination, I'd be worse off. History of Magic is only hard because it's Binns's class. The ghost is so boring. And it seems that, lately, he's been going over everything he's ever taught us. Divination is harder then you would think. Once you get to this level, you can't just bullshit every assignment. Ancient Runes is hard, and confusing. By now, I have memorized the Futhark, Norse, Celtic, Egyptian, Nubian, Chinese, Shinto, and Germanic alphabets. DO you have nay idea how hard that is? Herbology is pretty easy, using easy as a very vague vocalization. Ha! I used an alteration. Kudos to me. My free block is over. I have to go help out Professor McGonnagal with the third years. I got an O in Transfiguration too, but I could only pick five major NEWT classes. And obviously I chose Divination, Ancient Runes, Potions, Herbology, and History of Magic. Not to say that I don't attend Transfiguration, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, or Astronomy. I got O's in those classes too. I take those every other week. I got nine O's in all. The only classes I didn't get them in were Care of Magical Creatures (A), Arithmacy (which I didn't take), and Muggle Studies (which I also didn't take). So, all things beside, I did pretty well. Hopefully I'll do just as well, or better, this year. Care of Magical Creatures was the exception for my OWLS, but that is strictly because I spent the entire time imitating Professor Kettleburn behind his back and screwing around with Lils and Riles. That class was THE HIGHLIGHT of my third, fourth, and fifth years. I seriously got a kick out of mimicking that guys faces! Woo! Good times, good times.

eMMe

October 6th, 1977

The game was sooo awesome! Slytherin kicked Gryffindors ass into the middle of next month! I have never seen a game where anybody lost 250 to zero. I mean, I knew Gryffindor was bad this year, but THIS BAD? James got knocked off his broom by and amazing hit by the Slytherin beater, Marcus Nott, in the beginning of the game. I caught a glimpse of Lily when this happened, and all I gotta say is that either she's with James, or she wants to be. I knew it! Lily is one tough nut to crack, but when you've cracked her, not even superglue can't even put her back together!

Hehe.

So now, I have decided to come up with Get Lily And James Together As Soon As Humanly Possible, GLAJTASAHP for short. I've informed Riles of this, and said she noticed too. She noticed that whenever we mention James around her she gets this pretty little flush on her cheeks and ducks her head, saying she had something in her eye. It is the funniest ting I ever did see! She's in denial, yes.

Denial is the first step they say, you know.

"The first step to what?" my mother always asks.

"To IT." I always reply, whilst having no idea at all, what the bloody fuck I am talking about. I suppose it's the first step to insanity, the first step towards Alzheimer's, towards reality. Ah well. Screw my mother. HA. Too bad I could never say that to my mother's face.

I really don't like my Mum all that much, you know? She's always bitching about this and that, that and this. She is always telling me what I do wrong, and how I should act, and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah! The woman is convinced I am a total disappointment to her. I'll be a spinster, live with tons of cats, that crap. Doesn't she see how much that hurts me?

I do not wish to dwell on this subject any longer. It's bringing up some HORRID memories.

Grrness.

eMMe-

October 8th, 1977

I have just received some really bad news.

Mum died.

I have to go make sure Evan got an owl from dad.

Emmeline

Ooohh… poor Emme! Maybe if you guys review she'll feel a tab bit better! Lol. The next chapter should be sort of long, because… well… you'll have to see!

Will update ASAP.

 Kisses 

ASCH-