Chapter 2

4:30 pm

It's not that I don't like Ginny, I love her to death. She's just a little full of herself these days. Apparently, she's full of Harry as well. Feel free to take that statement in whatever connotation your dirty mind allows you to choose.

On a different note, I had a rather shitty afternoon. I told Angelina about my new resolution, hoping that she would be able to take me seriously and maybe even help me. We've grown rather close lately and I assumed that she understood how I was feeling. Lets just say that you know what happens when you assume something….ummm…well you just shouldn't do it.

She laughed until she realized I was serious. Actually, she still laughed. Shot her the Hermione Glare of Death (one of my specialties). However, the laughter continued, even after I threatened to hex her. My feeble protests and pleas for seriousness were to no avail, she wouldn't shut up! In my rage, I yanked out my wand and slapped a good old Petrificus Totalus on her.That shut her up (hah!). Almost too well. It took me a minute to realize that the reason why she couldn't breathe and was turning blue wasn't from shock, but because I had sealed her mouth shut and she had a bit of a sinus infection. Hastily unsealing her mouth for her, I waited while she coughed and spluttered her way back into normal oxygen flow. "Why?" she asked incredulously, when she could breathe normally again, "what's wrong with you now?" I was a little pissed off by all of this. I had hoped to reply with some scathing remark (still have no idea what), but unfortunately I opened my mouth and the whole thing just sort of came out. "Why not? Aren't I allowed to be a girl too? Do people even realize that I'm a girl and have just as many girly feelings as everybody else? Why does everyone always ask ME for help? Why am I the one who people only want to sit next to so they can get the answers? Am I a girl or a walking dictionary? I think I can answer that one. I'm sick of it! And then, when I turn to someone who I hope can understand what I'm going through and can take me seriously and HELP ME, she laughs in my face! So you know what, Angelina? Screw it! FORGET IT! I never mentioned it." With that dainty little remark (insert sarcastic tone here), I turned on my heel and stormed up to my dormitory, leaving Angelina standing stock still (now realize it was because she was still frozen) with her mouth agape. So here I am, sulking. I suppose I should be happy; blowing up at my friend for a misunderstanding and storming off is very new-Hermione of me. Also I am PMS-ing slightly, but have never let that affect me before (besides, it adds to the new-Hermione aspect of this). The old Hermione would have not even mentioned it to Angelina (the resolution, not the PMS) and the entire conversation would have been about Arithmancy or a new spell. I'm keeping my resolution, aren't I? So why am I not happy? Hmph. Got to go, must do potions homework.

11:00pm

Angelina just came in. Apparently she got Parvati to un-freeze her about a half hour after I left. Oops. Anyway, she said that she's really sorry and that if I still want her help, she would be willing to help me. Had to take a minute to mull this over. I gazed at her thoughtfully Was she just BS-ing me? Or did she genuinely want to help? Would she take me seriously or make fun of me? I glanced at her again. I could tell she really wanted to do this for me. Why, who knows. Maybe she thought it would be fun. Oh shit, maybe she felt bad for me. Maybe she though I was a charity case and was doing this out of the goodness of her heart. Maybe she had other motives of which no one but her was aware of. Well, can't think on it anymore, she's staring at me like I've gone completely insane. Oh well, here it goes. Deep breath. "Sure, Angelina, you can help me."

ACK! Make the shrieking stop! She's jumping around my room like a mad hinkypunk!

"Really? You're serious? Yay! We'll start tomorrow! And, by the way, what are you writing!"

Uh oh.