Making Peace
On the Hogwarts ExpressNoon
All right, I haven't written in a while, I have been mad at James still, and he continues to flirt. Has he forgotten that I have a boyfriend? Ugh! He makes me so mad. How could Sandra stand him for that night at the ball, and still be friends with him?
That is not the point of this entry though. Christopher tells me about how Kathleen is doing, (we were friends ever since 1st year), usually how she announces me secrets to the entire house. One secret is how I am still afraid of the dark and I have to sleep with my blankie so I can sleep. So now I am the laughing stock of the school. She also talked about how I had a crush on one of our former Defense against the Dark Arts teachers, Professor Knoworth, (he did have a very nice smile, and his hair had a certain something to it.) Now people shove pictures of him in my face and stuff telling me I should kiss it or something. For heaven's Sake I was eleven.
Well Christopher told me about how she was taken by Professor Sprout to Professor Dumbledore. No one knew why but all of her belongings were taken from the 5th year girl's dormitories. So everyone who actually cared was confused. During Dinner that night she walked up to Sandra, Aubrey, and I. We (me and Sandra) had to hold Aubrey back. She was about to lunge out to attack her. "You are acting like a toddler," I whispered in her ear, "grow up!" She made a face at me and stared at Kathleen coolly.
Kathleen nervously swayed from one foot to the other, and then she looked at us in the eye. Aubrey didn't seem to care where she looked and angrily said, "Would you get a move on? I have a life to live!"
"Well," said Kathleen who had suddenly found courage, "since I don't want to waste your precious time. Professor Dumbledore says that I am moving back into our dorm…"
"Our dorm?" said Aubrey glaring at Kathleen like a maniac, "You seemed happy to move out in the first place! It has not been your dorm since you moved out and brainwashed all of our Huffelpuff friends!"
"Brainwashed, did I?" Kathleen stepped forward and continued glaring at Aubrey. "They were in fact in agreement with me when I moved in! If you think I am making that up then how could I get you to understand?"
"Explain why you are so "Holy" and I am the problem here."
Kathleen sighed and walked around the table and sat across from Aubrey, beside me, where she used to always sit. "I never said I was right! I feel bad about doing that to undeserving men, even if some of them are not so manly, namely Sirius. I heard about your catastrophic date, my condolences. Anyway, I would have cared less if you went to the Dance with someone on "The List" but you had to go with my specimen. The one I wanted to Dance with. I had been trying to hook him for months! My best friend, who even went with me on some of my ventures, betrayed me. Then when I decided to make things better, make it so I would be able to bear to see you lip locking him, you attack. Me. I know I should have told you. I know I should have prepared you. I know that part of it is my fault. I just got angry when you began insulting and attacking me. I was hurt and retaliated. I should not hove tried to cut your hair, I should not hove done half the things you did and regret calling you the names, and things I did.
"I hope you were open to what I just said." Tears were spilling down her face. I was touched, well sort of. I looked at Aubrey and she was inspecting her nails. I wanted to smack her upside the head. I looked back at Kathleen who was talking again. "Even if you don't forgive me, can't we just put aside our differences? If not I can transfer to Durmstrang, or Beuxbatons." (sp?)
Then Sandra jumped, "Transfer?" she knocked over a glass of pumpkin juice and she basically shouted across the room. So now everyone was staring at them and there was a large orange stain down my front. "Y.. you can't transfer! You can no…why…how…huh…I don't under…oh…"
"Hang on." Said Kathleen loudly. "Sit." She pointed to the chair. Sandra sat and stared at the table. "Professor Dumbledore talked to me and he said that tonight I am moving back to our dorm, as I said before. We need to settle our differences because if we don't all four of us will be expelled."
"Why all of us?" asked Aubrey who was staring at her empty plate, "Those two did nothing."
Kathleen glared at me. "Uh," I started, "Well I was behind the, happening at the ball." Aubrey looked up at stared at me quizzically for a couple seconds before it dawned on her."
"Oh."
"No!" Sandra was bawling, "I can't b..be ex..e..expelled! It's" she suddenly regained her composure, "UNJUST. I DID NOTHING. I WAS NOT PART OF THE PRANK. I WAS NOT PART OF YOUR FIGHT AND I AM NOT GOING TO BE PUNISHED!" Everyone in the great hall was staring at her by now. "I am going to sit down now." she whispered.
"You knew about it though, and you did nothing." Explained Kathleen, "You just let it happen." The rest of the time was spent complaining about how unjust it was. Aubrey just said nothing and glared at Kathleen. 'great' I though 'were are so close to being expelled and she still holds her petty grudge.'
Oh, Christopher wants me to play exploding snap with him. I need to prove that women are not inferior to men. Or just beat him.
Lily
In my Room (At home!)
9:00pm
I beat Christopher if you wanted to know. It wasn't even hard. Oh well, I am going to continue with the whole 'burying the hatchet' thing. It was all fine until we went to bed. You see, Aubrey had taken free reign of Kathleen's old bed and had covered it in hair and make up products. So Kathleen moved all of the stuff onto Aubrey's bed where she thought it belonged.
Aubrey decided that since she was gone for so long the bed was no longer rightfully hers (Kathleen's). Whoever claimed it got it, end of story. She explained it like it was and exchange and a Huffelpuff moved in with us and Kathleen tramped right on in and commanded the poor girl to go away and never come back because that bed was hers. Kathleen just rolled her eyes and got ready for bed. While Kathleen was taking a bath Aubrey took all of her products and set them neatly on the bed mumbling something about 'no respect'.
Kathleen just patiently moved them onto Aubrey's four-poster, but I could see her face. She was obviously angry. She got in bed and took out a book to read and as soon as she looked settled Aubrey walked in. "YOU MOVED MY STUFF!" she said loudly stomping toward Kathleen who put down her book and looked at Aubrey like a grandmother at a disobedient grandchild.
"One Week is all Dumbledore asks, Aubrey." She folded her arms, "One Week. Too much to ask?"
Aubrey huffed and dramatically turned and flounced to her bed. I rolled my eyes. These two were being so stupid. I hope I was never like that. If I was kill me immediately.
I am going to be going on a camping trip with mum, dad, and petunia. It is supposed to be a "no distractions" type of thing and This diary is considered a distraction in mum's book. She wants me to spend time with family since I have been gone all year. I will write more in one week.
Lily
Happy new year!
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