Dear Diary,
This year is going to totally suck! I just found out who is teaching DADA this year and now I get to cross off tree from my "rock" and two from my "suck" lists. That means that this year is going to suck. Harry bloody Potter and Draco bloody Malfoy are teaching DADA this year. TOGETHER! They hate each other! Harry never told me he was teaching! He was at my house for the whole bloody summer and he never bloody breathed a bloody word. Bloody bastard. So, I'm just sitting there eating when Dumbledore says:
"Attention students. This year we have another new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but we are in for a real treat. Much like a lemon drop. This year we will have two Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers. Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter."
Now, at that time I had a piece of bread in my mouth and I screeched "What!" and my roll spewed out all over Colin, who grimaced and goes "Gee, thanks Ginbug." And then I remembered why I had spat my roll at Colin, so I did the only logical thing I could do. I started banging my head on the table. Now the whole entire hall were already looking at me because I had screeched so now the whole bloody school thinks I'm a bloody lunatic.
Dumbledore just sits there and says "Miss Weasley? Are you all right?" while Harry and Malfoy are laughing! At me! Anyway, eventually everyone started eating again, so I went up to the teacher's table to have a little "chat" with Harry bloody Potter. I got up there and I glared. He's laughing with Malfoy! Like they're friends! When he noticed me he asked me if I was all right. And started laughing again. So, I glared. And I pointed my finger at him.
"You." That's all I said. Until my temper got the better of me. Then I just started talking. I really have no idea what I was saying. Eventually Harry stopped me.
"Err. Terribly sorry Gin but all I caught was 'You ruined my final year'"
So I go "Oh, yeah. I forgot about that!" I must have sounded intelligent there. I turn to my black bag and started digging through it to find a small black book with a blue G on the front (my diary) and I whip it out, flip to the first page where by rock/suck list is and stopped. Pointing. "See this Potter? You to Malfoy. This is why you gits just ruined my year! Watch!" I once again started digging through my bag and realized that I had left my quills at the table. "Shit. Do either of you happen to have a writing utensil of some sort?" Malfoy, of course, did. A nice thick black marker, which fit perfectly with my angry mood. "Thanks!" I uncapped the marker and drew some nice, thick, black lines through five of the points on my lists. Then I waved it around in their faces some more and continued rambling incoherently.
"Ginevra Molly Weasley. What is that" Harry eventually said, and I blanched. I'm not allowed to have a diary after what happened in my first year. So, I went for innocent.
"What is what, Harry?" I asked while slipping it into the secret pocket of my bag. Damn, I just remembered that Harry bought me this bag for Christmas and knows about the secret pocket! Anyway...
"The black book with the blue G you were just waving in my face."
"What book?" I said, trying to look puzzled.
"Fere- Draco. Did you see the book?" Damn.
"Yes Scarf- Potter. I did. It looked like a diary to me." Double damn.
"Ginny. Do you have a diary?" Harry asked, his voice dangerously calm.
"Now Harry, why would I have a diary? You know I'm not allowed to."
"Ginevra Molly Weasley."
"Harold James Potter."
"You both sound like you're two." Malfoy piped in.
"Shut it Malfe- Draco."
"What. No full name for me Pott- Harry."
"Draconis Alexander Malfoy." I said warningly.
"Hey! How did you find out my full name?"
"I have my sources."
"You mean Nymphadora?"
"Did you know that your initials spell DAM?" I asked, smiling sweetly.
"Shut it Weaslette."
"Now, now, now. No being rude to your student s Professor DAM." "Detention Miss Weasley." "WHAT!" Harry and I cried. "For what?" I asked.
"Talking back. Anyway, Pothe- Harry. What were you yelling at her about?" Damn that bastard.
"Gin. Did you have a diary?"
"NO!"
"Are you sure?"
"YES!"
"Than what was that book?"
"A homework organizer."
"Really?"
"Yes." I said exasperated and turned to join my friends for supper.
"Miss Weasley."
"Yes Professor."
"Your detention is on Saturday and eight in the morning."
"Yes Professor."
By that time everyone had cleared out of the Great Hall, so I quickly excused my self and left. It's getting late. I'd better go to bed. Tomorrow is my first day of classes.
GMW AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi again. I updated really quickly because I wanted to make sure that it all works and stuff. Chances are I won't be able to update this quickly (twice in one day) again. Anyway, I really hope that everyone likes the story and that y'all will R&R. DISCLAIMER: I still don't own Harry Potter or his universe. I still don't own anything.
This year is going to totally suck! I just found out who is teaching DADA this year and now I get to cross off tree from my "rock" and two from my "suck" lists. That means that this year is going to suck. Harry bloody Potter and Draco bloody Malfoy are teaching DADA this year. TOGETHER! They hate each other! Harry never told me he was teaching! He was at my house for the whole bloody summer and he never bloody breathed a bloody word. Bloody bastard. So, I'm just sitting there eating when Dumbledore says:
"Attention students. This year we have another new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but we are in for a real treat. Much like a lemon drop. This year we will have two Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers. Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter."
Now, at that time I had a piece of bread in my mouth and I screeched "What!" and my roll spewed out all over Colin, who grimaced and goes "Gee, thanks Ginbug." And then I remembered why I had spat my roll at Colin, so I did the only logical thing I could do. I started banging my head on the table. Now the whole entire hall were already looking at me because I had screeched so now the whole bloody school thinks I'm a bloody lunatic.
Dumbledore just sits there and says "Miss Weasley? Are you all right?" while Harry and Malfoy are laughing! At me! Anyway, eventually everyone started eating again, so I went up to the teacher's table to have a little "chat" with Harry bloody Potter. I got up there and I glared. He's laughing with Malfoy! Like they're friends! When he noticed me he asked me if I was all right. And started laughing again. So, I glared. And I pointed my finger at him.
"You." That's all I said. Until my temper got the better of me. Then I just started talking. I really have no idea what I was saying. Eventually Harry stopped me.
"Err. Terribly sorry Gin but all I caught was 'You ruined my final year'"
So I go "Oh, yeah. I forgot about that!" I must have sounded intelligent there. I turn to my black bag and started digging through it to find a small black book with a blue G on the front (my diary) and I whip it out, flip to the first page where by rock/suck list is and stopped. Pointing. "See this Potter? You to Malfoy. This is why you gits just ruined my year! Watch!" I once again started digging through my bag and realized that I had left my quills at the table. "Shit. Do either of you happen to have a writing utensil of some sort?" Malfoy, of course, did. A nice thick black marker, which fit perfectly with my angry mood. "Thanks!" I uncapped the marker and drew some nice, thick, black lines through five of the points on my lists. Then I waved it around in their faces some more and continued rambling incoherently.
"Ginevra Molly Weasley. What is that" Harry eventually said, and I blanched. I'm not allowed to have a diary after what happened in my first year. So, I went for innocent.
"What is what, Harry?" I asked while slipping it into the secret pocket of my bag. Damn, I just remembered that Harry bought me this bag for Christmas and knows about the secret pocket! Anyway...
"The black book with the blue G you were just waving in my face."
"What book?" I said, trying to look puzzled.
"Fere- Draco. Did you see the book?" Damn.
"Yes Scarf- Potter. I did. It looked like a diary to me." Double damn.
"Ginny. Do you have a diary?" Harry asked, his voice dangerously calm.
"Now Harry, why would I have a diary? You know I'm not allowed to."
"Ginevra Molly Weasley."
"Harold James Potter."
"You both sound like you're two." Malfoy piped in.
"Shut it Malfe- Draco."
"What. No full name for me Pott- Harry."
"Draconis Alexander Malfoy." I said warningly.
"Hey! How did you find out my full name?"
"I have my sources."
"You mean Nymphadora?"
"Did you know that your initials spell DAM?" I asked, smiling sweetly.
"Shut it Weaslette."
"Now, now, now. No being rude to your student s Professor DAM." "Detention Miss Weasley." "WHAT!" Harry and I cried. "For what?" I asked.
"Talking back. Anyway, Pothe- Harry. What were you yelling at her about?" Damn that bastard.
"Gin. Did you have a diary?"
"NO!"
"Are you sure?"
"YES!"
"Than what was that book?"
"A homework organizer."
"Really?"
"Yes." I said exasperated and turned to join my friends for supper.
"Miss Weasley."
"Yes Professor."
"Your detention is on Saturday and eight in the morning."
"Yes Professor."
By that time everyone had cleared out of the Great Hall, so I quickly excused my self and left. It's getting late. I'd better go to bed. Tomorrow is my first day of classes.
GMW AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi again. I updated really quickly because I wanted to make sure that it all works and stuff. Chances are I won't be able to update this quickly (twice in one day) again. Anyway, I really hope that everyone likes the story and that y'all will R&R. DISCLAIMER: I still don't own Harry Potter or his universe. I still don't own anything.