10/24
Dear Journal,
Ok... I wasn't going to write today, but it's 11:40 at night. I just had the weirdest dream. I was in a very small room. There was a bed in the corner and a muggle computer in the corner across from it. Next to the computer was a large, black bookcase that contained lots of junk. It reminded me of a yard sale. Well, something possessed me to look on the computer. I had a computer at home because I was fascinated with technology. But my computer was nothing like this one. There were various folders and lots of games, but it amazed me how organized it was. Then, some girl came in and looked like she was about to faint. She whispered, "Oh my god... No, it can't be you... Who are you?"
"My name's Trinity Lionheart. Who are you?" She promptly fainted. I then woke up.
That was extremely scary. Not because of the girl, but because of what I saw on the computer. There was a story. It was in chapters, and they were all labeled HP Story Ch. and a number. When I opened one of the files, the girl came in and I forgot about it. I keep wondering what was in there. It's raining. Good. Rain calms me, even thunderstorms. As long as there's water falling from the sky, I stay calm. Yes! It's a thunderstorm too. I love this. I'm in amazement of how Mother Nature can destroy us in a second, yet we've been doing stuff to the earth for years and it still hasn't been destroyed.
Well, tomorrow is Hogsmeade, and Pavarti and Lavender and Hermione want me to look for high heels and teach me how to walk in them. Then, they want to take me make-up shopping. How scary. But then again, if I want to be unknown, then I have to look different. I have to do something that these people won't expect Trinity Lionheart to do. Which means that I have to wear high heels, wear make-up, pretend that I'm in Ravenclaw, and flirt. A lot. I don't even know the first things about flirting. And with the new alias that I'm taking, I'm supposedly a major flirt. Screw it. I'll just be the smart one in Gryffindor. Or, I can hope that no one asks me.
I should sleep. I need to rest. But I can't get that dream out of my head. What did HP stand for? Well, it did look like a muggle room. There weren't any references to magical things, so maybe HP stands for something muggle. But then again, it was a story, so that wouldn't be likely. Well, I'll sleep on it. Then, I'll ask Hermione about it tomorrow.
What's that tapping? It just started... I wonder what it is. Ah! What the freak! There's an owl outside. It's white. I guess I should let it in. But who would send me an owl in the middle of the night? Oh. It's Lunara, mother's owl. She's crazy. I'm telling her that. Anyways, let's see the letter.
"Dear Trinity,
Hello dear, how are you? I had lots of time on my hands, so I decided to owl you! I thought it would be interesting to see your reaction to Lunara coming in the middle of the night. Well, that wasn't the only reason why you got this owl. We have something to tell you, but it must remain a secret. If it ever gets out, then we are in much trouble. This could cost us our lives. Dear, this isn't a secure way to tell you, so you must use the Floo. Don't worry; Professor Dumbledore is aware that you are Flooing me. Actually, more like me Flooing over to you. At midnight, check your fire place in the Common Room; I should be there. Be safe and try and make sure that no one knows about this.
To less urgent matters, I have heard that you've captured the heart of the resident celebrity. Try not to break it or else I just know that there will be girls attacking you. I want my dear daughter in one piece, not in a comatose.
I guess that's all I wanted to say to you, seeing as how I should be seeing you soon. Come to the fireplace and make sure that no one asks you anything. I know how you 17 year old dears can party late into the night, so do take care.
-Your Loving Mother"
Whoa. That's weird. There's nothing that mother won't tell me with an owl. She thinks that Lunara is perfectly safe, considering that she can really hurt you when she wants to. Hmm... Lunara's gone. Oh, it's 11:55. I should go out there. I should also leave you here. I'll be right back.
Oh my god. Back if you haven't noticed. Okay, so this is what happened.
I go out of the dorm, and there, sitting on the Common Room couch, is mother in all her glory.
"Mother! What are you doing here! It's 5 minutes early!" I half whispered.
"Jesus. I never knew I raised such a prude," she muttered to herself.
"I'm right here you know, and I can hear you calling me a prude."
"Whatever. Anyways, you got the letter, right?"
"Of course. Why else would I be out here?"
"Maybe you're sneaking off into another boy's bed," she shrugged cheekily.
"My god! Mother, just tell me what was so important so I can go to bed."
"But the question is who's bed?"
"If you'd like to sit there calling me irresponsible, I can leave you here."
"It's not irresponsible! It's just having a little fun."
"By sneaking out under the Headmaster's unnaturally long, crooked nose? That's not fun, that's suicide."
"Not if you don't get caught."
"Mother. The reason why you were here. Tell me."
"Oh, alright. Killjoy. Well, you're father and I are now in a group. I believe you've heard of the Order of the Phoenix?"
"Yeah, it was made to get rid of Voldemort."
"Yes, well, your father and I weren't entirely truthful when we said that we moved here for his business. We moved here because we wanted to be closer to the Order. You see, we've become members, and since you're of age, then we want you to join. Of course, it's your decision if you want to be in a secret-"
"It's not that secret. And sure, I'll do it, before you launch into a full battle scene with blood and gore," I said, smiling. She then turned serious.
"Trin, are you sure? This is going to be your entire life. You have to swear to secrecy and everything. Make sure that you aren't going to have any romances outside of the Order, because it's going to be hard to juggle a secret job and a boyfriend when you're not even finished with school. And you might have to delay university for a while."
"Yes mother. After all, I'm not looking forward to dating, and I did study all the things that we're going over. University can wait until Voldemort is dead; attending a college when I'm dead doesn't sound every appealing."
"Good," she said, her smile returning to her face. "Now what is this about you having a bet with the young Malfoy?"
I groaned. "Who told you?"
"Well, I was in the staff room earlier today, and it seems that the teachers have a pool going on who would win the bet. Most are betting on Malfoy. They think that you're incapable of fetching a boy. After I was done with them, they don't think so anymore."
"You injured my teachers?"
"No. I just... incapacitated them for a while."
"You injured them. Great. Who did you 'incapacitate'?"
"Hmm... Well, there was that Potion's teacher. And then the Flying instructor. Not to mention that Herbology teacher. But then again, Minerva McGonagall and Remus Lupin both bet on you."
"That's great. Can we not talk about it? I need sleep."
"Of course you do. You are looking for shoes and stuff like that tomorrow."
"How do you know all of this?"
"Remus over heard you. It's amazing what that man could do."
"Okay. I'm sleeping now. Goodnight." I then walked off towards the stairs.
"Alright dear. Goodnight. Make sure you girls aren't partying too hard tonight."
"Who said we were partying?"
"Why else would you be awake at this hour."
"Because of you and your owl Mother. You were being crazy and decided to send me an owl at midnight."
"Oh yes," she blushed. "I'll see you during the winter break?"
"Yes, unless I suddenly fall in love with Harry Potter and decide to stay here."
"Well, I really don't understand that, but okay. Goodnight," she said. I walked into my room and then I wrote this. Right now, it's 1 in the morning, so I guess I'll write next Thursday, after the Ball when there's no confusion and besides, I have to spend time with the new guy. Well, see you in 6 days.
-Trinity
A/N : Ehh, that whole dream part, that was just to get her awake... heheh, evil, aren't I? Well, did you like how her mother 'incapacitated'
her teachers? hehehe, evilness... Anyways, one of my best chapters I
think, it shows more of who she grew up with. Yupp, review pleaseness?
