One more week of detention… I can handle.
Stupid Weasley. She's that desperate to get me in trouble, eh? She got the notes for detention but she "forgot" about them so when we didn't come, Madame Pomfrey was muy mad.
Screw her. It's only detention anyway. I'm glad it's nothing bigger.
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I'm bored, Winifred.
You know what's gross? Right now, there's a girl under the bedcovers giving me a head, but she's not very talented if you know what I mean. So I got bored and decided to write to you! Don't you feel special? I bet you've never had an owner who wrote an entry in middle of sex.
Ahh…
Did you know? The Weasley girl's getting her crutches taken later on today. It means… no more laughing like girls… although I swear it was only once… twice… thrice.
Well, I guess I'm relieved, right?
Hehe.
I am!
Don't give me that look.
Shut up!
I'm so happy right now.
I AM TELLING THE TRUTH!
Why are you looking at me like that? Huh? Huh? Huh?
Fine. Maybe I'm just a little. A LITTLE bit… sad. Not sad. Like a mild sad. I mean, come on. It's been pretty fun while it lasted. But NOT as fun as I usually have.
You know, she was probably the only girl I ever talked to that I never had sex with.
That's a shame. Maybe I should go woo her right now.
You know, last minute sex.
Oh boy. That'll be…
NO! UCK! UCK! UCK! SEX WITH HER? Am I kidding myself? I think so. That's gross. I don't know what I was thinking. I know I love shagging and all, but I think I've just gone overboard.
Yup.
Lala. The girl I'm shagging right now is coming back up. I better put you away for now.
Until then
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Okay. It's done. It's over with.
She's a handicapped no more… which means she's a FILTHY MUDBLOOD LOVING WEASLEY again.
Muahahahaha.
You know we were walking to the hospital wing to drop off her crutches when she asked me, "Why have you been so nice to me?"
I wasn't sure if I should tell her about my problem with handicaps and all. But you know, it's probably the last time I'll ever talk to her. "I have thing for helping out the crippled."
"You think I'm crippled?"
"Well, for me, a cripple is someone who can't walk on their own."
"So once I turn in my crutches and I'm a cripple no longer, you'll go back to ignoring and treating me like dirt?"
"Er… yeah."
She gave me a solid punch.
"Let's walk a bit slower then."
"Huh? Why? So you can spend last moments with me even longer?" I smirked. Oh yeahh
"Well, I can't lie to you. I would have to say yes. To tell you the truth, I had a lot of fun the past week."
"Because you were with me, babe."
"And also, you're actually pretty cool to talk to when you're not a complete git that you usually were."
"Uh huh. I know. Pity we didn't get to shag, dear."
She kicked me.
"You know, it's not a very good habit… having sex like every day. One day, they'll all turn on you because they'll realize what a wanker you are."
"Sorry MOTHER."
By this time, our walking was about snail pace but we were in front of the hospital wing.
"Well, shall we?"
She barged right in.
Madame Pomfrey looked over. "Oh. It's you two." She hates us.
For many obvious reasons you already know.
The little Weasley girl took her crutches and handed them to the nurse.
"Thank you, Madame." She said sweetly.
She just hmphed and shooed us away.
Weasley took a step away without her arms dangling over the crutches and she smiled widely.
"I can walk!"
She took a few more steps until she faced me. She stuck out her hand.
"Good bye then."
Usually, I would have just taken one ugly look at her and sauntered away, but it was our last… so I shook her hand and left.
And now, I'm sitting her waiting for some girl to come in.
Any girl.
To tell you the truth, I'm feeling sort of lonely right now.
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Winifred, I don't know why I'm obsessing about this now.
We met for the first time since… weeks today. I was walking to the Great Hall and she was walking out of it with one of her gazillion friends.
When we both turned the corner, we ALMOST ran into each other.
She stopped in her tracks surprised and looked up to see me smirking at her. Her little friend gasped.
"Weasley."
"Malfoy."
"Watch where you're going." I managed until me and Blaise sidled past her for lunch.
And yeah. That was it.
I guess we really are enemies now.
Hah.
I don't care…
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Blaise thinks I've fallen for her.
Pffffft. Me? Never! I've never fallen for a girl and I don't plan to start now. I got so mad at Blaise, I didn't let him borrow my shampoo that he loves so much. I told him to "go buy yourself one with your mother's money and go touch himself." We had a glaring contest (I'm saying I won) and we both went our separate ways
Anyway. Just thought I'll let you know in case I suddenly write something like "Blaise Zabini is an arse" and you have no idea what and why I just wrote that.
Anyway, today, during my free period, I decided to go to Professor McGonagall to ask her about the foot long essay. It's not much, but the topic is. In fact, when I got there, there was a line waiting to see her.
It was taking even longer though, because McGonagall was in middle of class.
Hah. Guess which class it was?
NEWT Gryffindors.
Coincidence… I think so. And the first thing I see when I get in is the little redhead showing off to everyone how she could transfigure her rock into a chair. She's some sort of Transfiguring transfigurer. I mean… if you're an animagus, I guess you must be pretty darn good at transfiguration.
Professor looked a bit stressed out. She was trying to help her NEWT students and then also her seventh year students as well.
Finally, it was my turn.
"Professor, I have a question on the essay- I still don't understand the difference between transfiguring a mammal into an inanimate object to transfiguring a reptile into an inanimate object."
"Mr. Malfoy, the answer is right in your book! The way y-"
BAM
"For heaven's sakes." Everyone in the class had jumped up about a foot after the explosion.
"Mr. Williams!" Professor screamed at this poor little sixth year boy who had blown up his rock.
"Miss Weasley, please help Mr. Malfoy here with his essay. Mr. Williams, are you all right? Do you need to go to the hospital wing…"
"What do you need?" The little Weasley asked.
"Oh. Actually I don't know if I want help from a Mudblood loving Weasley sixth year like you."
She merely shrugged.
"As you wish." She began to walk off when I lost it.
My Transfiguration grade was slipping. Come on. Give me SOME credit.
"WAIT. Weasley. Actually. Do you know the difference between transfiguring a mammal into an inanimate thing to transfiguring a reptile into an inanimate object?"
And then, you'll never guess what she did next.
The stupid little girl LAUGHED at me!
How dare she…
Anyway, I got my answer though. Honestly, I think she's a better teacher than McGonagall.
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Winifred, I'm bored.
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I'm bored.
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I'm bored.
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I'm bored.
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I'm bored.
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I'm bored.
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I'm bored.
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What's the point of History of Magic?
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Professor Binns LOVES Moaning Myrtle!
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Ew. That's gross.
Imagine ghosts having sex.
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Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Eww.
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I have the GROSSEST mind.
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I'm soooooo bored.
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What's the point of History of Magic again?
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Remind me never to bring you in here in middle of History of Magic. You make me distracted. Now, he's talking about something really random and stupid. I have no idea.
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So bored.
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Did you know that Moaning Myrtle had a crush on Potter? Hah. Now, I can bug him about that too!
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Eww. Why do you think her name is MOANING Myrtle? Does that ever make you wonder? What if the Moaning was the sexual meaning of moaning?
I bet it was Professor Binns.
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Eww…
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Haha. Or maybe Potter.
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Pansy left me for Blaise.
Did you know that?
I'm a bit sad. She was really good in bed and at back massages.
But Blaise had a crush on her for the longest time…
So whatever.
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I don't think I'm mad at Blaise anymore.
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Nope siree. We just played Wizarding class. Haha. I'm saying I won, even though he's saying he won.
What a wonderful friendship we have. Did I tell you? It's Double History of Magic today.
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Which means I'm DOUBLE BORED
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Ew. Now, whenever I see Professor Binns, I see him pushing in and out of A MOANING Myrtle. Gross.
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Too much sex!
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Me and Blaise found out just right now that there are rocks under our chairs!
So we're throwing them through professor. Maybe one of them might hit his… private parts and Moaning Myrtle will be Moaning No More!
Haha.
That's really sick.
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The Golden Trio's glaring at us. Or actually, the Mudblood is and Potter and Weasleys are trying to but are cracking up because the rocks go through Professor like Moaning Myrtle.
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I can't believe Professor can't feel anything.
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Binns' going on talking about something random. I thought it was Dragons, but Blaise is saying its Mummies.
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WHY am I so bored?
I'm never bored during History of Magic. Or I am, but I never write in you every five seconds.
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Halfway through 2nd part of the double History of Magic.
Go Draaaaaco!
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Told Blaise I was bored.
He said he doesn't give a crap and he's pleasuring Pansy right now under the desks. Rather sick.
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Blaise and Pansy's done. Blaise told me I'm probably bored because I've been bored about the past week or so.
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Blaise tells me it's because I'm not talking to the little Weasley any more.
Screw you, Blaise.
But not you, Winifred. Hehe.
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Bored bored.
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Maybe it IS the Weasley.
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Haha. That was a good one, Draco.
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This sucks. Only about a minute passed since my last entry which was something like "Haha. That was a good one, Draco."
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Blaise nudged me again.
"Stop thinking about the Redhead."
"I'm not!"
"Bloody git." He muttered before going back to sleep.
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Blaise started tickling me. I started giggling.
Damn.
I hate it when I start to giggle.
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I'm back in my room. There's still 10 more minutes of History of Magic left, but I ran off.
I don't want to tell you why…
But I guess I will.
I was giggling like mad, and people were watching so trying to put a stop to it, I whispered really loud, "Stop it, Ginny!"
Yeah. Can you believe it? Blaise dropped his arm and smirked.
"AHA!"
I was just so taken back that I packed my stuff and ran off and now, I'm in my room, brooding. He's never going to give up on this now. He'll be bothering me about it until I die.
Me and my stupid mouth.
Arr!
BUT the worst part is that
I'm still bored.
I think that I sort of DO miss the Weasley.
And so now, let's forget I ever wrote any of that.
Blaise Zabini is an arse
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Blah blah. I had a whole beginning of the chapter started where Ginny got in trouble because she was caught transfiguring herself and all that crap but it got boring so I erased the whole thing and started over. That's why this chapter is just really… weird.
I hope it wasn't too weird though!
Ta ta-
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