09/27

Dear Journal,

Hello dear Friday. I love Friday. I have no idea why. This is going to be a random sort of entry, kind of like how the other one was a conversation entry. Let's talk about me.

I am 5' 7", which is medium height in my family. I have black hair that I can sit on and is really thick and easily tamable. I also have grey eyes. I like to study, read, and play my violin. Unfortunately, it's in my Gryffindor Dorm. I love to perform, though I like being alone. I have almost no friends at all and that's how I like it. I have a crush and he lives in the United States, where I come from. Currently, I am in England and attending Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Even though I am a Pureblood, I like muggle things. It's all very interesting.

Alright, that's done with. Now what? Oh, how about... wishes! I wish that I had an owl that was black and that I could name Nemesis. It would have to be female to have that name though. Anyways, I also wish that I could get my violin. Hmmm, since I'm bored, then I'll probably do a stupid thing and go in there. Let's ask Hermione for the password.

"Hey, Hermione, what's the Gryffindor password?"

"Why do you need it?"

"Well, I want to get something."

"I thought that Ginny got Ron all of your things."

"She missed my violin."

"You play? Wow, I wish I played."

"Don't try and change the subject. Password?"

"Fine, but don't get yourself killed. It's Pixie Dust."

"Thank you for not forcing me to hex you. I'll be right back, and if I'm not here in 15 minutes, then I'm either fighting Malfoy, dodging Harry, or arguing with everyone else. You can look for me if you like."

"You know, you really should talk to him."

"Who? Malfoy? Because I'm never talking nice to him."

"Harry."

"Oh, whatever. I'm out then." Alright, password's Pixie Dust. Mwhahahaha. And up these stairs I go... And here's the portrait. I say Pixie Dust and it opens, no one notices me, and to my room I go. Arghs, Lavender's here with Pavarti.

"What are you doing here, you traitor?"

"You know, this conversation sounds very familiar... And I live here you nit-wit."

"Last time I saw, you lived with Granger."

"Yes, but I'm just picking up my belongings. So, as soon as I get my violin, I'll be no bother to you at all."

"Fine, but hurry up. We don't want you here," Pavarti says. Why is she the one that's always picking fights? That hater. Anyways, here I go to the floorboard under my bed... Wait! Why is there someone in my bed?

"Sorry, but why is there someone in my bed?"

"Because you don't live here anymore."

"It's still my bed."

"And?"

"Rudeness," I mutter. Back to the floorboard. I think it was the 3rd one from the top. Alright, revealing spell and here it is. Good, it's still in the condition I left it in.

"Where did that come from?" Lavender asks.

"Under my bed," I say.

"But that's impossible! We searched every inch of that area," Pavarti exclaimed.

"Oh, so you were looking for my belongings? And on top of that, when I never said that you could?" I said angrily. They are such idiots. "Well, I see you have no words. And to answer you question, I'm not smarter than 'Granger' as you call her for nothing. Then, I turned my back and left the room quite nosily. Everyone in the Common Room stared at me. I snapped, "What are you all looking at? I'm no freak show!" They all then turned back to their things and resumed what they were doing.

Those idiots! The nerve of them! And now, I'm getting weird looks from other students. Arghs! I need to practice. Hey! Empty classroom that I can use. Nice and big. Wait, why are there music stands in here? That's interesting. There's also a piano and metronome. This is a nice place. I didn't know that Hogwart's used to teach music...

Wow! There's all my favorite music here too! Aria Di Mezzo Carattere, Brandenburg Concerto No. 5, Les Miserables, everything! Oh, I love this place. Anyways, I'm going to play for a while, and I can't exactly play and write at the same time, now can I? Alright then, I'll write later. Ta!

Well, so much for a good practice. After I finished about 3 songs, Harry Potter comes in with a bunch of other students that didn't include Slytherins.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked. Suddenly, the room expanded and things like Sneakascopes and books and cushions were everywhere.

"What is this place?" I asked in a small voice.

"The Room of Requirements. This is where we hold our DA meetings."

"What meetings?"

"It's a defense club."

"Oh. I think I've figured out the properties of this room. Do you mind if I stay here?" I asked as a small sound-proof room appeared.

"Sure, but Hermione was looking for you. I think you should find her. Last I saw her she was in the Great Hall."

"Okay," I said as I put away my violin. "Please don't touch this or I'll have to kill you." Then, I left the room and went out to find Hermione. So, now I'm near the DADA room. Wait! I hear shouting... Let's investigate. Oh my god! It's Hermione and Malfoy! And they are... dueling. Good, I thought they were... shudder.

"Stupefy!" I shout. He falls down stunned and Hermione comes to me.

"I could have handled that myself you know," she says.

"I just wanted to hurry. I left my violin in the Room of Requirements and I forgot to conceal it with a charm. Come on, you're missing the meeting!" With that, we run down the hallway until we got into the room. What I found in there stunned me.

It was my violin. The violin was totaled. And the person holding it was Pavarti Patil.

I rushed towards it, knocking over about three people. I didn't care. It was... horrible, what I saw. The neck was broken off, making the board fall off too. The pegs were scattered on the table and the strings were loose. The bridge was cracked, and the tail had fallen off. The actually violin was cracked. It had split. The only thing intact was the chin rest, which had stayed faithfully where it belonged.

"You! How dare you do this! You idiot! What is your freaking problem!" I screeched.

"Me? Oh, I wanted to see your violin and I accidentally dropped it. Well, it's okay, I mean, it's only a violin," she said, sweeping the pieces off the table and to the ground.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" I screeched once more, saving the pieces from the impact of the cold, hard, tiles on the floor. "That was not dropped! That was destroyed. And what do you think you're doing, throwing the pieces to the ground! It's not just a violin! It's a Stradivarius!"

All the other students were whispering quietly to each other, wondering what a Stradivarius was. Those idiots. Only Hermione knew, and her face turned white.

"So Granger, what's a Stradivarius?" Pavarti asked as if she didn't care. But there was a tell tale hint of fear in her voice.

"It's one of the best brands of violins in the world. The secrets of how to make it though, are dead along with their makers. There were only about 600 in the world, and you just broke one," Hermione said, trembling with horror.

"Well, since I did it, then how about I buy one for you? It can't be more than 500 pounds."

"They cost more 500,000 English pounds," Hermione whispered. Pavarti froze.

"You know what that means? It's about 1,000,000 American dollars. You should have thought twice before you decided to 'accidentally' break it, now shouldn't you've?" I said unnervingly. My voice was shaking with anger and sadness.

"It's not enough that you have the satisfaction of kicking me out of my own dorm, not enough that you make my life a living hell, not enough that you think that you're so much better than me, is it! You have to destroy one of the most important things to me, don't you!" I yelled, tears streaming down my face. She was sitting down crying too.

"I'm so sorry... I didn't know... I didn't mean it-"

"Save it for someone that cares. Accio Violin and Case!" I then left.

So right now, I'm in Lupin's class again. He doesn't seem to mind. He even gave me a hug after I told him what happened and I broke into more tears. I think I'll just hide out by the lake tomorrow. Well, I should sleep now, so bye and I'll write in a week.

Trinity

A/N: One of my reviews said that Trinity was a Mary-Sue. I have almost no idea of a solid definition of what that would be. So, if someone could explain that and what does AU stand for? Also, this might be a bit ooc, but I'm not J.K. Rowling. Advice would be helpful. And, if you want to flame me, give me a good reason why it's being flamed. Thanks, and review!