DAN! My good old friend. How are you? I'm doing all right. Today was my first day of teaching. That was just bushels of fun. We got to teach the first, second, third, and forth years today. All of the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. I felt so bad for the Hufflepuffs. Malfoy hated them when we were in school and still does. He decided it would be fun to terrorize the first years a bit. I really hope that they aren't scarred for life. He was making all of these innuendoes. I'm sure that some of the children understood them and those that didn't will probably ask someone else. It'll probably wind up being someone like Gin asking someone like Ron and the someone like Ron will flip out and try to kill Draco tomorrow. Crap. We're all gonna die. Okay, that may be a bit over dramatic of me, but who cares.

Oh, look. It's Pig.

I just got a letter from Ron asking what he should do on his date with Hermione. That idiot is acting like he's never seen her before. I mean, honestly. He's only known her for how long? Good grief. Oh, my gosh. I sound like Charlie Brown, you know that muggle comic strip "Peanuts". He always says good grief. I also got a letter from Fred and George. They're warning me to not let any guys get near Gin. Now I'm going to be seen as the bad guy if I prevent her from dates. I was threatened with death. I'm actually surprised they haven't killed Ginny's ex yet. He was a bastard. Oh, just remembered, I get to teach him and Ginny tomorrow in the same exact class. We're all in deep shit. AND I've just discovered that I've been named the "Witch Weekly" most eligible bachelor or some crap like that and Malfoy's number two. Ron let me know in his letter. My life sucks.

So, Dan, what's new in your life. Not much, eh? Well, one would hope not. You're a journal. They aren't supposed to come to life. Although, Ginny's did once. That was probably one of the worst experiences of her life. She's had some rough times. Crap, another owl.

It was Malfoy. He wants me to put someone in detention at the same time as Ginny so he's not stuck alone with her. He didn't call her Ginny, though. He called her Ginnifer. I wonder if he thinks that's her real name. Hmmm. Now, the only question is do I tell him, or do I force him to take role call tomorrow and have him caller Ginnifer instead of Ginevra. This is tough. Embarrass Malfoy and Gin, or neither. Actually, it would embarrass Gin that much, would it. Nope. There we go. I've made up my mind! I'm going to let Malfoy make an ass out of himself. Stupid Ferret.

You know, I kinda feel bad for Malfoy. I mean, he has like the worst initials of all time, and people call him Ferret all the time. He has some pretty bad nicknames. But then again, so do I. Pothead...hey, do you think he even grasps what Pothead means. I know that it's a muggle drug reference, but he hates all things muggle. He may have no clue what so ever. I'll have to ask him. Anyways...really tired now, so I think I'll turn in. Big day tomorrow, lots of classes with issues. And I still have to decide if I'm going to give someone a detention or not. I guess I'll decide tomorrow and see if anyone really pisses me off. Good night.

HJP

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi again. This is going to be the last time I update again until at least Sunday. I'm going away with my family, but I can't remember where. I just finished all of my exams so I came home and realized that I'm leaving, so decided to type up a quick chapter. Anyway, I hope that you all have a great couple of days, good luck on exams if anyone has any left, and review!

Dorthey Star: I'm so glad that you liked the part with Fred and George. Thank you so much for recommending this to one of your friends. That's like a huge compliment. Muchas gracias!

dracolovesginny/Ashen: Hello to my loyal and hyper reviewer. Just to let you know, I read what other authors write to other people all the time. Thank you for the permission to eat chocolate AND here was/is a dan chapter to make you happy.

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