9:45 – Charms,

Hmm.

Something is wrong here.

10:00 – History of Magic.

Something is very, very wrong.

10:30

Just checked if I have odd socks on. No I don't. Just made sure I still have all ten fingers (eight fingers and two thumbs if you want to get picky, like Jassi always does) Yes, I do.

10:50

Ok, this is getting seriously weird. I asked Jassi if there was something wrong with my hair/clothes/face and she just gave me a contemptuous look and went 'No.' And Jassi, to my knowledge, has never, ever lied.

10:15 – Break

It came to me in a dream.

Oh, alright then, it didn't come to me in a dream. It actually came to me while I was mooching around library, bored pantless whilst Jassi looked up 'just a few facts.' So, while I was standing staring blankly at the sign that read 'Yes, you too can have fun in Hogwarts' very own library!' did it hit me.

Prepare yourself for the statement of a lifetime here.

I have not embarrassed myself once today.

Did you hear that? DID you? I haven't embarrassed myself once!

Clearly, there is something very, very wrong.

Hang on…

WHAT THE HELL AM I SAYING?

There is nothing, NOTHING wrong with not being embarrassed! I mean, anyone would think I was really badly tempting fate there and saying "Oh gee, I sure wish I could embarrass myself today!"

No. No. I mustn't jinx this. I mustn't. No. Don't think about it. Dee dum, dee dum, dee dum, I'm not tempting fate here, nope, not me… la la la la…

11:00

I am officially freaked out.

Normally when I walk into Charms I either a) trip over someone's foot, b) walk into a desk or c) say something really loudly just as the whole classroom HAPPENS to go completely silent.

Its like a couple of weeks ago, I was in here, in this very same spot, just talking to Jassi, and she was telling me about some snidey comment Draco-effing-Malfoy said to her. Anyway, what he said…wasn't very nice. So I went, "Oh my god, what an absolute WANKER!"

Then I realised that everyone had gone totally silent, my cry of 'Wanker!' still echoing round the room. And yes, Flitwick heard me. And yes, I did get several points deducted from Gryffindor.

So anyway. I came in through the door today (without tripping up) weaved my way in and out of all the desks (without bashing into them) all the while chatting nonchalantly to Jassi (without screeching anything embarrassing)

So now I'm practically sitting on the edge of my seat here, just waiting for whatever divine force that is keeping me away from embarrassing stunts to evaporate and leave me as the blushing, mortified wreck I naturally am.

11:45

Dear goodness. What on earth has got into Flitwick? He looks like a cross between a Cheshire cat and…and…a house elf on a sugar hit. I'm being serious! He's just bouncing around up there like some big, inflatable beach ball; be-doing to the blackboard, be-doing to his pile of books, be-doing to his desk…

Jassi just looked over my shoulder, and very kindly informed me that, if I had been paying attention, I would know that Flitwick just demonstrated a cheering charm on himself to show us the effects in preparation for our OWLs. Well thank you very much Jassi. I always needed to know that. Now if you would just stop looking over my shoulder at my private account of the day… Merlin. I could be writing about her, for all she knows!

11:55

Been keeping half an eye on Jassi. I never noticed how much she keeps sneaking peeks at what I'm writing! Merlin, how nosy…

So then I said to Ron, "You're kidding! You fancy JASSI?" And then he said…

Ha, Jassi! CAUGHT YOU!

12:30

I am feeling seriously paranoid.

I can't help it. I keep looking over my shoulder, checking my blouse for gravy/sauce stains, my Harry senses keep prickling and I haven't even seen him once today, or even Hermy…

This is just so freaky. If I knew better, I would say that I have had a Very Normal, Nothing Special day. Which for me is a Seriously Absurd, Incredibly Special day. Where are my falls in the corridor? Where are my flaring-up cheeks? Where are my seeing-Harry-zipping-up-his-flies-and-assuming-the-worst incidents?

Gone. That is where. They are simply…gone.

JASSI, QUIT LOOKING OVER MY SHOULDER!

Ginny, as this seems to be the only way to communicate with you nowadays, I can safely say that I have a right to read this so I can know what is going on in your small mind. Now I'm only going to say this once. Will you stop exaggerating and write a proper account of the day for once, one that I can actually read without choking or cringing horribly at your grammar skills?

12:40

I am in shock.

I am also very mad at Jassi. How DARE she read my diary, say she has a right to, and insult me all in one sentence! I mean, that so-called paragraph of hers above didn't even make sense. Small mind? Who is SHE to call me small minded? She is the one intruding on her best friends privacy, while thinking she has RIGHT to!

So after that very rude incident, I snatched this book from her hands, slammed it closed and made a very angry and (bonus point!) dignified exit.

Yeah. In your face, embarrassing moments!

Mustn't jinx it…

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