09/03

Dear Journal,

Arghs. These people get on my nerves so much! It's all because of that Malfoy jerk that I'm stuck here. How pathetic? I'm trapped in my own room! Wait, the others girls are asleep. Ok, sneaking into the common room I go. Good, that's more comforting. Anyways, it all sucks. Yeah, so here's what happened.

Ok, so I'm happy that I finished today right? Well, Care of Magical Creatures was good, Herbology was fascinating, Arithmancy was easy, DADA was simple, and so was Charms. So I'm walking out of the classroom, and I'm in the Great Hall, going towards the stairs like the rest of the school. I start mentally doing my homework, and Malfoy, popping up from nowhere, trips me. Naturally, I fall, and everything falls out of my hands. Including this book.

"Oh, look what we have here. Lionheart's diary. Let's see what's in here," he says. He continues reading out the 10 something pages that I've written, putting in his own commentary. So while that's happening, most of the Slytherins that look like they worship Malfoy surround me and take my wand. I really didn't care who was listening to what. Instead, I was plotting my revenge. During this, all the houses except for the Ravenclaws are surrounding me, and they look like they want to kill. Up in the front row, there's Granger and her freaking boyfriend Weasley, and I'm surprised that Potter's no where to be seen. Then Malfoy finishes and speaks to me.

"So, look who's the weakling here?" he says. He tosses the book back to me. I catch it.

"I don't know, but here's a guess. You?"

"Sorry, wrong. It's you, seeing as how three out of the four houses are against you. One of those three is your own house. So, before you taste your defeat, any apologies?"

"No," I spat at him. "I meant every word of it." This is when all hell breaks loose. The Ravenclaws come out from nowhere, getting between me and the other houses. Strange thing was that they were protecting me. But then again, that was the only house I didn't badmouth. Aw, they do the good things.

Like I said before, I want to be a Ravenclaw. I mean, they were fighting off people that were three times their amount. Add the fact that they were winning. Ok, anyways, so I turn around, trying to help out right? And guess who's staring at me in the face. Malfoy. Now, I suddenly remember that I have no wand, and he starts up a spell. "Stupefy!" he yells. Then something shields me. I look around, and there's Potter, protecting me with a magical shield. He tosses me my wand, and I look back at Malfoy, and set him on fire.

Then, out of nowhere, Dumbledore shows up and yells "SILENCE!" We all stop, and he gives Malfoy detention. Everything's good now, except for the fact that my own house hates me.

The thing I'm wondering about right now is why did he protect me? Especially after I insulted him and his house. But there he was, standing up for me when no one else would. Just like... May I admit something? I was lying when I said that I wouldn't miss anyone from Salem's. In fact, I had a very nice male friend. Not boyfriend, a guy that was my friend. He stood up for me always. No matter what. Even if I did something that he didn't agree with, he supported me. He was always there to save me from the hating crowds of popular people. And I really liked him. I liked him, and he had more than three girlfriends at once. He could have any girl he wanted. So he was my friend when I wanted to be something more. He left for our 6th year, and was coming back this year. But I had to leave.

And so, the first person that stuck up for me in over a year was Harry. Harry Potter, destined savior of our world. I hate him, and there he goes, saving me. Maybe he has a thing where he wants to be the hero. And- Oh shit. Someone's coming. Oh well. Who freaking cares? It's coming from the boys' dorms. And it is... Harry. Here's the conversation.

"Trinity!" he says, surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"I couldn't sleep with my roommates plotting my murder in their sleep. You?"

"Same. They think that I like you in...Well, that way."

"Oh." He then sits on the couch next to me. It's the couch that faces the fire, which is burning merrily.

"What are you thinking about?" he asks.

"Nothing." Of course I'm lying, I mean, can't you tell?

"Liar." Apparently, he can.

"Fine. I'm thinking about someone I knew at Salem's."

"Who? Guy or girl?"

"Guy, if you must know. My best friend that I haven't seen in over a year."

"Oh. Were you two together?"

"No! Who would like a non-social bookworm like me?"

"Me," he whispered as he leaned in. At this moment, I was so confused. He was acting so much like Logan Williams (that's my friend's name), the one that I've liked for three years. In my mind, that's who I saw instead of Harry. And in that moment, I let him kiss me.

Did you know that it was my first kiss? Yes, I got my first kiss from a person I hate. And it felt... Wonderful. It felt like I was floating on a cloud. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a girl screaming. Yes, by the high pitch, I think it was Lavender. By her scream, I was thankfully pulled out of reverie and the kiss too. And that's when my mind came back to me. Harry, who was still in shock, sat there while I ran up to silence her. Unfortunately, that wasn't fast enough. By the time I had my wand out and charmed her, the rest of the Gryffindor house came out and saw us.

I do the instinctive thing and run away. I think that Harry set me up. I mean, why would he stand being insulted and not want revenge? That was the perfect prank to pull on me. Alright, so you will not believe what happens next. I run smack into Snape. Here's the conversation.

"Oh! Professor Snape! I'm so sorry; I shouldn't be out here, much less running. I know I deserve punishment and have points taken off my house," I say, trying to look cool with the fact that I was caught. But that look's thrown off because of my tears. He stays quiet looking at me for a couple minutes. Then he speaks.

"Though you are a Gryffindor, you are still a student. Since most teachers aren't awake at this time of day, I guess I will have to listen to your story," he says. But the thing is, I don't know if I want to trust this man that probably hates students. Oh well, what's the worse that can happen?

So then, I follow him to his office and I tell him everything. About my silly crush, and everything that Potter did. And at the end, you know what he does? He raises his eyebrow. He raises his eyebrow and asks, "So what do you think his true intentions are?"

"Honestly? I think he set me up as a prank to get back at all the insults I wrote. I see him as an arrogant jerk that feeds off of attention."

"Well I think just the opposite. I think that you've caught his interest. . He is not arrogant, nor a jerk. I've tried to prove otherwise, but no prevail. He has remained unselfish and kind even though he's had more than his share of attention."

"Well, umm... Thanks a lot for letting me vent. It helped a bit, but nothing's going to help me face the crowd." With that, I left.

Currently, I am in the library. I've been in here since I talked to Snape. Surprisingly, I haven't gotten in trouble yet. I think Snape has something to do with that. Well, right now, it is 7:30, and I'm almost afraid to go to the Great Hall. I'll sleep for a while.

And the time is... 7:45. Well, let's go to the dungeons for class. I'm sure Snape won't mind if I'm early. I mean, he knows my circumstances. And so I'll write later, if not in Potions- ARGHS! Potter is here in the library, staring right at me. With toast, and he's coming towards me.

"Trinity! I didn't see you at breakfast. Here, I got you some toast."

"I see. Well, if you kindly could, would you please leave me alone and step out of my way?"

"Look, is this about last night? Cause I didn't mean for all of them to see us and you know it."

"Do I really? What makes you think that I don't think it was a set up? You know, just to get back at me. I was such an idiot to let my guard down. Now, if you please leave, I want to get to class."

He moves without saying anything, looking hurt and sad. I feel bad, but then again, it was his fault for doing that to me.

Okay, I guess I'll continue my Polyjuice Potion. Ugh, we have to work on it for a month. Suddenly, life is so very complicated. I guess I'll write ASAP, though I don't know how fast that's going to be if Potter keeps it up with this thing with stalking me. Well, he's not actually stalking me yet, but he's almost there. Oh yeah, I wanted a head start on the potion. So, I'll try and write later.

-Trinity