A/n: For those of you who go to Mugglenet (a lot) should know that the 15th was Dylan's 17th Birthday! The stupid comment thing wouldn't let me post one so I'm saying it here. Happy Belated Birthday Dylan! Anyway… The Crazy Life

Friday, September 25th, sitting by the lake, sometime around 8:30 (I've had a brilliant idea to put my notebook in my bag, that way, I won't have to remember all of this later! Points for Katie!)

We were sitting by the lake and I thought about going swimming in my wetsuit because it's cold and all, but instead we flew kites! We attached Lee Jordan to one of them, but he screamed like a baby. He only got like fifteen feet off of the ground. I love enchantment. I swear I saw him cry. I felt the tears.

Fred and George wanted to give it a try but Lee Jordan broke the string and they fake cried. Then, they almost hit him.

"Lee," Angelina said, putting her arm around Lee's shoulders. "We've got a surprise for you."

"Will I die?" he asked immediately.

"Hope not," Alicia said. Alicia. Dear, sweet, lovable Alicia.

Me, Ang, and 'Lic grabbed Lee. I took his arms and they each got one of his legs. We carried him over to the twins and they tied the strings to his ankles. If it wasn't for magic, we never would have achieved some of the things we have.

George took out his wand and said some random spell. Lee slowly started going up in the air. After about ten feet or so, he started to scream.

"Baby," Angelina screamed.

I sat there laughing, looking up at Lee. Aw, he looked scared out of his mind! Fred and George raised him up higher. He got up to about fifteen feet when the string broke. He was falling to the ground and landed on top of me and George.

"Ugh!" the three of us shouter. That was painful. More so because Lee was a skinny boy and his bony little elbow went into my stomach and his knee into George's … well… you know.

George sat there, slowly turning purple. I was there, gasping for breath and Alicia, Fred, and Angelina ran over.

"Bloody hell, mate," George said, color returning to his face.

We all laughed and got old together and then died. Just kidding. It doesn't really end like that.

I laughed at George and Alicia looked as if she were about to laugh but held it back.

In the distance I saw three big things coming this way. It was either dementors… or a Slytherin. With all my luck, it's one of each. And then an extra Slytherin.

They kept coming closer and I figured they were going to harass us. Good thing we got Lee out of the air before they could see, or they would harass him

When I could finally form the shape of their faces, I realized that it was Marcus Flint and two of his cronies.

"Gah," I said. I could hear Angelina and Fred groan and George, Lee, and Alicia all smack their foreheads.

"Yo homie dizzle what's the shizzle?" Flint said.

"You're an idiot, you can't say izzle twice in the same sentence," Lee said to him.

"That wasn't the same sentence, you bloody moron," Flint says.

"Yes it was."

"No it wasn't."

We all got old and died. Just kidding! Well… actually… Never mind. This is what really happened.

"I challenge you to a dance off!" Flint yelled.

"It's a deal!" I yelled to him.

We started dancing. He did the worm, I stepped on his back. Fred and George through me in the air and I did this cool little move thing. He spun on his head and I kicked him over.

Just kidding. Actually, I forgot what happened. All of that firewhisky got to my head. Just kidding. Actually, I remember. Here it is.

"What do you want Flint?" Fred asked, taking a step forward.

"Just to see how my pretty little chaser is," Flint replied, patting me on the head. "Katie Bell, I love you." This time I wasn't joking.

My head. My head. My head! He loved me. Loved. I hope that was sarcasm. I should have noticed but I was freaking out because he touched my head. But he was probably being sarcastic.

I gagged. I can still gag. He gave me a grim look.

"Back off, Flint," Lee said to him. Lee's like half his size, so this was very stupid yet very brave. I don't remember the word for that. Rawr. Heroic maybe? Eh, anyway.

Flint laughed. He laughed a little too hard. We all almost passed out from his horrid breath. Even his little cronies were making faces. Ha, what a loser.

"You think you can take me Jordan?" Flint asked with a laugh, looking down on Lee. He might have been small, but Lee's face had the look of death on it.

"I know it," Lee said. Wow, he really was a moron. This is going to get bad.

Without any warning, Flint pulled out his wand and yelled some spell that I've never heard of before. But Lee flew back and into the lake. George and Angelina jumped into the lake to get Lee and Fred and Alicia looked kind of astonished.

I don't know what happened to me, but I ran over and punched Flint square in the jaw. He staggered back and his cronies looked horrified. I jumped on him and just started punching where ever I could reach.

In the distance I could hear, "Katie! Are you unhinged? What do you think your bloody doing?" At that moment I didn't care who it was. All I knew was that they were coming this way. Who bloody cares if it's a teacher. Honestly, I don't give a damn. But if someone messes with my friends, I kick their arse.

There was blood. I think I broke his nose. Who cares, honestly? I know I don't.

Fred and Alicia were still standing there and George and Angelina were just pulling Lee out of the water, which had to have been pretty cold considering that fact they we're in the north and it's in the middle of fall. Wow, talk about a long sentence. I can't tell if he's conscious or not. I'll check when I'm done beating the crap out of this thing.

I think I heard a whimper. I think I made Flint cry. Yesssss. He deserves it, the piece of filth. He's the kind that gives magic a bad name.

Anyway, I went to sink my fist into his stomach when someone grabbed me around the waist. If it was one of Flint's cronies (who finally came back to their senses, mind you) then I swear they'll have the same fate he did. They'll get beaten up by a Bell.

I got pulled away by the unknown person and over to the side of the lake. Gah, they had better not throw me in. Or kill me and hide my body in the lake. "Get off me, you menace!"

"Katie," I heard. Gah, it's only Oliver. "Bell, stop moving. Bloody hell, stop!"

I stopped wriggling and he let go of my waist.

I started to run back towards Flint, but once again my waist was captured.

"GAH!" I screamed. "LET ME GET HIM!"

"No," Oliver said simply.

Gah. Damn him and his simpleness. "He deserves to die."

"Katie, you've already broken his nose, and even thought he is scum, he also just got beat up by a girl, got his nose broken, and his friends are laughing at him," Oliver said, not letting go of my waist. He's lucky I'm not the aggressive type or I might hit him. "Save the killing for another day, okay?"

"Okay," I said dully. He let go of my waist I and went to start punching Flint again. I had my fingers crossed the whole time. "AHHHHH!" I yelled as I ran towards him.

"Bell!" Wood shouted, grabbing my waist again. Damn him and his Quidditch reflexes.

"Gah!" I shouted as I was pulled back.

"What did we just talk about?" he asked me like a mother talking to a four year old.

"Don't beat up the Slytherin captain," I said. In the background, I could hear Fred and George full out laughing and Alicia and Angelina trying to hide their giggles. Ha giggles. That's the weirdest word.

"Good girl," Wood said. Yeah, now I'm calling him by his last name. Oh. Rivalry. "Now why don't you go check up on Lee."

Lee. Oops. I forgot about him. Even though that's why I attacked Flint in the first place, as payback for Lee.

I stood up and Oliver watched me carefully as to make sure I didn't go attack that damn Slytherin again. I walked… well ran over to Lee. I have no idea what that git did to him.

"LEE!" I yelled. Ha, drama. Whoot. Anyway!

"Blach," he said, spitting on the ground. "I hate lake water. It tastes nasty."

"What happened?" I asked, as Fred, George, Alicia, and Angelina also surrounded him. Oliver was on his way.

"How should I bloody know?" Lee asked. Perhaps Flint gave him a bad temper. "All I remember was being thrown into the cold lake."

"Here," three people said at once (me, George, and Alicia, the only kind ones) giving him out cloaks.

"Thanks," he said, gratefully taking out cloaks.

"You don't look any different," I said, trying to help. "Just wet." Maybe I should have left that last part out. Stupid me and my stupid mouth. Gah.

"Oh, really?" he said sarcastically. "I haven't noticed." Wait! I'm supposed to be the Sarcasm Queen! The Empress! Gasp! He stole my title… or maybe just what I'm titled for. Gah.

I didn't answer him though. I was looking at the clouds. They were really dark. Like 'it's about to rain' dark. Uh-oh.

"Guys?" I said cautiously.

"What?"

"Hmm?"

"Huh?"

All the different responses that I received.

"I think it's going to-" I started, but a clash of thunder and a flash of lightening cut me off. Then came the downpour. Gah. Good thing I like rain.

"AHHH!" Alicia on the other hand, did not like it so much. "I hate rain!" she shouted.

"It's just water," I said. "Pretend your taking a shower." Fred opened his mouth. "Don't think dirty, Mr. Weasley."

He closed his mouth. "Lets get back to the castle," Oliver said. I'd forgotten that he was still with us. Whoops.

Alicia was one step ahead and running for one of the side doors. When we met her there, she looked hysterical.

"What's up?" I asked, walking towards the door.

"It's locked," she said dully.

"How could it be locked? It's not after hours, is it?" George asked.

Angelina looked down at her watch. "Ten fifteen." Alicia looked terrible. Did I mention that she also gets sick very easily. "After curfew. Now they're locking all the doors because of that black character."

"What about the windows?" Lee asked stupidly. That was a good idea.

"Number one: they're locked. And number two: even if they weren't, how would we get up there?" I replied. Honestly, am I the only one who can think around here?

"Brooms," Oliver supplied dully.

"Shut up, Mr. Quidditch," I said, pushing him over. Well attempting to. Instead, I pushed up against his arm and then slipped. In a puddle. A puddle where someone tossed their cookies. Well, it looks like that anyway. Damn the cookie tossed puddles.

"Sorry, Klutz," Oliver said. Oh no he didn't. I glared at him. It was even better because that's when a loud clasp of thunder and a bright flash of lightening appeared. Talk about threatening. "Yeah, anyway," he said, moving over a couple of inches.

"So what are we going to do about tonight?" George asked, his hair dripping wet.

"We can't just sit out here," Angelina said.

"What if we…" Lee started.

"The Team Room!" Alicia squealed, running to the direction of the team room.

"Brilliant," I said softly, then running after her in a sprint. "'LIC WAIT UP!" Damn her and her damn fastness.

Finally, I caught up with her. We were almost to the door and in the back, I could hear Fred, George, Lee, Angelina, and Oliver running as fast as they could. But that was soon covered up by a booming clash of thunder.

Alicia grabbed the doorknob and pushed it in as hard as she could. Finally, dryness.

We went over to the showers and grabbed a towel. "I like rain," I said. "But not this much." She laughed.

"Yeah, normally it's okay, but this was like drowning. I bet I look like a drowning rat," she said. I laughed at her comment.

"Naw," I said. "Just a wet one."

"Are you implying that I'm rat like?" she asked, tossing her hair back and showering me with water.

"Gah! Maybe," I said, throwing some of my wetness onto her.

We laughed and then the other five came in. Man, I haven't talked to 'Lic or Ang in a while.

"Here, have a towel," Alicia said, tossing George her wet one.

"Ew," George said, tossing it on Oliver's head. "Thanks, but no thanks."

Oliver glared at him but George ignored it.

I stalked off to the girl's locker rooms and took a nice shower.

Friday, September 25th, about 11:30, after my shower.

Man that felt nice. I mean, after being in freezing cold rain for half an hour, you really need the warmth. Everyone else had taken a shower, as well.

Me, Ang, 'Lic, Fred, George, Oliver, and Lee were sitting in a circle in the middle of the team room. (I'm actually not sure what happened to Flint. After I left him, I kind of forgot about him. Whoops.)

"So," I started. "Obviously we're not going to be able to get into the castle again tonight. So what are we doing?"

"We're going to have to camp out here," Oliver said.

"In the team room?" Alicia asked.

"Yup," Oliver said simply. "Unless you want to pitch a tent outside or something."

Alicia hit her head on George's shoulder, who was sitting right next to her.

"Well, what do we need if we're staying here all night?" I asked.

"Food," the others said simultaneously.

"Well, obviously," I said. "But where do we get what we need?"

"Accio?" Alicia asked.

"Would it work?" I asked.

"I don't know?" Alicia asked.

"Why are we speaking in questions?"

"Can't you ask George?"

We all burst into fits of uncontrollable laughter. Yes, even Oliver. You know you would think he wouldn't, but he did. I know. I know. It's a sign of the apocalypse. But that's besides the point.

"Let's try then," Angelina said, breaking our question streak.

"Accio pizza!" I said. It took a couple of minutes but then some pizza flew through the Team Room's window. Good thing the house elves put it in a box because it would have gotten all wet and soggy. "Wow. "Accio pizza." After another ten minutes, we had six pizzas.

"Wow, Katie," Lee said. "How much do you think we're going to eat?"

"Who knows how long we'll be stuck in here for," I responded dully, opening one of the many boxes. "Gah, thirst. Accio butterbeer."

Butterbeer appeared and we were all set for food and drinks. I mad Alicia and Angelina get the sleeping bags and pillows. I was too lazy.

"So we're basically just sleeping I the team room?" Lee asked, over the BABOOM of thunder.

"Yeap," I answered. Everyone else had pizza in their mouth. I took some of my own pizza and shoved it in my mouth. Hey, it's been a long night.

"There's nothing to do in here," Alicia complained, her hair all frizzy. Water does that to her when she doesn't dry it magically.

"I could do homework?" I suggested.

"Homework, on a Friday night? When you're stuck in the Team Room with the best people in the world?" Fred asked. I stuck my tongue out at him. Power to maturity. He stuck his tongue out and crossed his eyes. I stuck my tongue out, crossed my eyes, and pulled my ears. He stuck his tongue out, crossed his eyes, puffed his cheeks, and pulled out his ears so that he looked like a monkey.

We all started laughing. "I give up," I said in between laughter, and wiping a tear of laughter out of my eye.

"That's how I roll," Fred said. (Ha, sorry but I couldn't help that one!) We all laughed again.

Saturday, September 26th 12:10AM

Gah, everyone's asleep so I'm actually writing in here. That's a first and probably near a last.

Did you know Fred snores? Yeah. He snores. A lot. A lot a lot. A lot a lot a lot. A lot.. well you get the point… right? Wow, honestly… what do you write in here when there's nothing going on?

Do…

Do Do…

Doo dooo Da…

Yeah, well that got old. Hey… did you know that Oliver grunts in his sleep. I shall poke him. Ehe, I poked him. Uh-oh!

Whoops. I woke him up. My bad. Bad Bell. Bad. Wow. I scolded myself… through a diary…. Must be the aliens. Whoops. I have got to get those things out of there.

Switches to Spell Mode

"Bell, why are you still up?" Oliver groaned. It was like 12:20AM. Why is he up?

"Look who's talking, Wood," I said, giving him a look that plainly said 'duh'.

"Everyone else is asleep," he said dully.

"Apparently not genius," I said dully, matching his dullness with perfection.

"You never answered my question, Bell," Oliver said. Stupid captain and his stupid 'I'll kill you if you don't answer my damn question' captain voice.

"I forgot what it was," I said. Honestly, I did. Whoops.

"Why. Are. You. Up. So. Late?" he said slowly and clearly. Jeez. It's not like I'm deaf or anything.

I can comprehend things. "I can comprehend things. No need to say it any slower," I said. Wow, I must really be avoiding the question.

"Answer the question," Wood said. Wow, I also keep switching back and forth from Oliver to Wood. Heh.

"I don't know. I'm not used to going to bed early," I said dully. Which was a complete lie by the way. I'll go to bed as early as six if I can. Gah.

"That's rubbish and you know it," Wood said, frowning. Why does he know my sleeping pattern anyway? "I know that you've been to bed as early as 5:30 on a good day."

Wow, that must not be healthy. Oh well. "How do you know my sleeping pattern?" I asked. Hey, I can be curious once in a while.

"When I've wanted to have practice and everyone told me you were asleep I kind of figured they were either lying… to get out of practice… or they were telling the truth and you were a sleep addict," he explained. Wow, I'm predictable. Must work on predicatabiliality. There's a new word for my Vocbaulary.

List continued.

10. Word on predictabiliality- When you're predictable, people know what you're going to do. That's not going to help me in the plotting stages… is it? Not to mention, you're boring.

"Well, then I'll just have to work on my predictabiliality," I said, laying my head on my pillow.

"What in the name of Merlin is predictabliactiony?" Wood asked. Ha, he can't even say predictabiliality.

"Pre," I said. "Dict. Abil. Lial. Ity. Predictabiliality."

"Oh yeah, that makes it so much easier," Wood said. "Care to explain?"

"Not in the least," I said. "But I will anyway. Predictabiliality is when you're being predi… well… actually. I'm not quite sure what it is. But it's like being predictable I guess."

"You need to work on your vocabulary, Bell," Oliver said. Hey, at least I can make up a good vocabulary!

"Yeah! At least I can make up a good vocabulary!" I yelled. Whoops. It's the aliens. I swear! I was telling them! Well… agreeing with them. Gah, forget it! At least no one woke up!

Oliver smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand. I'm not that pathetic…am I? Okay maybe I am. Big deal!

"You know what, Mr. Wood?" I said to him.

"What would that be Katie dear?" he asked.

"I," I started. "Am going to sleep."

And that's exactly what I did. Well, after turning out the lights and laying down there for twenty minutes. Oliver was asleep before me he snores too. Just, not as loud as Fred. Did I mention that Lee mumbles in his sleep? I get this feeling he has a fear of chipmunks… but that's just what his dreams are telling me.

Well, now that I'm done explain what I've been doing, I'm actually going to go to bed now. And because I didn't before, which means I've lied, whoops, I'm off to bed.

Katie out.

Whoot! There's chapter … 7! I hope you liked it! Sorry about all of the randomness. I've really got to stay off of the phone when I write this. Innocent Look. Anyhoo, I really hope you liked it. Oh, and sorry about all of the just kiddings in this chapter! Like I said before, I've got to stay off of the phone. But if you have any ideas, email me! Thanks!

­­Snuffles