A/N: Here you go, thank you my lovely reviewers. I hope you enjoy this chapter, it was fun to write definitely. (And i am terribly sorry if accidentially you have the same birthday as The Evil StalkerTM) and yes i know it's "Hopeless" not "Hopless" it's spelled that way for a reason...ehehe.
Dislcaimer: I do not own anything or anyone associated with The Harry Potter series. They belong to JK Rowling
Claimer: All the poems featured in this chapter are originals by moi, sorry if they're kinda bad, they were all spur of the moment pieces.
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February 12, 7:13 PM
Diary,
Again, deeply sorry for the long wait on diary entries. Except the reason is slightly different. I have been incredibly busy. It seems teachers are trying to get a lot of teaching in before Valentine's Day (on which all students will, undoubtedly, be distracted). This is the day before my dreaded detention before Valentine's Day.
I am slightly scared of Valentine's Day…it might be because of The Evil StalkerTM…he is just so SCARY. So… uhh… Homework is evil.
Oh, I was just reminded of Quidditch, which for some reason reminds me of pickles…dunno why. Maybe the name Tompkins sounds like pickles to me.
For now I guess I'll write stream of conciseness… yeah that's a good idea.
The blue blanket I am wearing is nice and fuzzy, where is my kitty, sandy, where art thou? Hmm, Greens just came in, his hair is extra spiky today for some reason, I prefer his hair less spiky, but it's not like he really values any girl's opinion on his hair, especially his supposed female friend-not crush…oh my foot itches…Snape scares me…I wonder if Snow White was a vampire? Something smells like vanilla and chocolate…oh that's the cookie I was eating. Cookies are tasty, I want another cookie.
I feel like reading a book. Not a magical one, a muggle one, their literature is surprisingly interesting. I think I want to read that book I got for Christmas… Oh, i remember it's title now! The Princess Bride by Willam Golding/S. Morgenstern. I wonder if S. Morgenstern or William Golding was secretly a wizard? Who knows.
Oh look at the time, I better get started on that stupid essay for that stupid teacher, whatever his name is …Prof. Binns mayhap?
More Tomorrow-
-Bumbery
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February 13, 7:32 AM
Diary-
Just visited Winthrop, lovely old chap. The essay was for stupid old (and dead) Prof. Binns. Meh. He's definitely a poop.
Today I've decided to make my hair the lovely shade of RAINBOW! (Yes, rainbow, you know why- take one guess really- BECAUSE I WAS BORED! Yes, once again.) Here is my full description of it (yes I have THAT little to write about - what, classes haven't started yet)
Meh, sometimes you can be soooooo full of yourself Charlotte.
Prew, if you would please get OUT of my diary.
You are definitely more of a 'poop' than Prof. Binns.
Go dump another boyfriend for all I care.
Maybe I will!-Wait hey! THAT WAS AN INSULT!
Clever deduction old girl.
Wait- I'm not old!
Ugh, it's just a saying.
Meh.
Will you leave me alone now?
Fine.
Okay then. Back to what I was saying- I've made it so that (magically of course) there are peieces of my hair with different colors-
Hello Bumbs, long time no write in your diary.
Arg, why have all of my friends decided (suddenly I might add) to write in my diary without permission.
If we asked permission, could we write in it?
No.
That's why we do this.
ARG. Sometimes I hate you guys, you know that?
Yes, of course dear.
Meh. Oh, look, the teacher's finally here- Woop Dee Doo. Time for class, more diary-ing later.
-B.
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Same Day, 3:44 PM
Diary,
I am preparing for Valentine's day. Sadly all my friends(with their boyfriends) are gloating (without realizing, at least on everyone but Prew's part). So currently, out of my friends, Greens, Freddy, Valls, Tonks, Charlie, Tristan (? Not sure he really counts as a friend), and I are unattached… Well, if you count Evil Adrian Pucey The StalkerTM, that makes 7. Woo hoo.
So, I made valentines cards for all my friends, they say, "Happy Valentine's Day" and some private inside joke with each of them on it.
Personally, I am hoping to get chocolates…yumm.
I kinda almost wish I had a secret admirer. That would be just cheesey and sappy enough for me. You know what I was just thinking, looking at the list of my single friends… A couple of them would make good couples…I am very tempted to play matchmaker… I must resist the temptation! MUST NOT BECOME A YENTA.
So, now I must prepare for my detention, it is to be right after dinner, so as that I do not have to stay out too late (that was very kind of Hagrid). I wonder what I'll be doing for detention…who knows, I might help set up Valentine's decorations, that would be kinda fun.
-CB.
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Same Day (or should I say Night?) 9:13 PM
Diary,
Well guess what I got to do for detention? I helped these weird "Cupids" get ready tomorrow. Quite odd, but it could have been worse. I guess being friends with your detention giver does have its pluses. Ehehe.
So, I've decided to write a poem in honor of tomorrow-
Easy
By Charlotte Bumbery
You never know
How easy it can be
To feel lost
In a world of supposed friends
Of secrets
Of lies and truths
If only it were
As easy to be found
As it is to get lost
Lost in your eyes
Lost in thought
Lost
Clever tricks
Hiding the truth
Only one day
Lets people reveal themselves
And we all hope
For the best.
Meh, not bad for a spur of the moment poem, eh?
-CB
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February 14, 5:03 AM
Diary-
Mragrumph. I was just woken up by "You Adorable Yet Stupid OwlTM" here is where the stupid comes in. He does not comprehend that letters and such should be delivered at a decent time, breakfast, and why is Emms sending me a letter when we are in the same dormitory?
Meh.
I have opened letter, it says this:
Bumbery-
I have awoken at 4:43 for no apparent reason today, I wanted someone to join me in my Valentine's Day jitters.
Come downstairs to the common room, PLEASE?
-Emms.
Meh. I guess I'll be a good friend and join her. I'll probably write notes with her though, which will somehow end up in here somewhere. So yeah, downstairs I go!
-CB
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Hello Charlotte, remind me again why we're writing instead of talking?
1) I feel like it 2) we don't want to wake anyone else up (I would not wish little sleep on anyone) 3) BECAUSE WE CAN!
Okie dokie, just checking.
So…
So…
Why exactly did you wake me up this early?
Uhh… I felt lonely? Being awake all by myself. Plus either of our friends would KILL me for waking them up this early…you are the less likely of us to resort to homiside.
Well THAT'S nice to know.
Yes, it's actually quite reassuring sometimes.
I am laughing. Hysterically. Really.
You know sarcasm does not really come out that well on paper.
Well, you can't say I haven't tried.
That's true, no one will EVER accuse you of THAT.
Meh. Yours needs work too.
Meh.
I never really liked Valentine's Day.
Why? I think it's terribly romantic. I thought you of all people would think that, you being our resident "hopless romantic"
A) Meh. B) it's "hopeless romantic" not "hopless" C) I only like that kind of junk in novels and such.
Really?
No. But it sounded best to say that.
I know what you mean.
… …
Want a cookie?
I thought you'd never ask.
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Same Day, 8:33 AM
Diary-
We are in charms. I love Prof. Flitwick right now. WE HAVE A FREE CLASS PERIOD. I think he is now my favorite teacher. GO PROF. FLITWICK! He decided that we were going to be too rambunctious anyway, so why try to teach? Yeah, Prof. Flitwick TOTALLY is getting some candy today. Ehehe.
So, since we have nothing to do this period, I can tell you that I did get chocolates, they were tasty, (not that I ate ALL of them already…just a few- REALLY!) I also got a singing teddy bear from Mum, Dad, Katie, Aunt Lucy and Uncle Steven. It sings songs when you poke it. Ehehe, it's quite amusing, and VERY useful if you want to irritate someone. Ehehe. Not that I'm planning anything- me? Never…
SO- Prew got about 8 valentines from people who aren't friends, (ie, 'secret admirers') Emms got a Valentine from Richy which was adorable and full of inside jokes from when they were little. Jfunk got a BUNCH of cookie from Joc, which she gave about half to me, because she said she couldn't eat them all. Are people TRYING to get me to bounce off the walls?
Wait…what are those stupid 'Cupids' doing in the classroom? Ugh, I hope it's nothing that will embarrass me. Now that I said that, it will be.
GOD, why must I always jinx myself?
More after the inevitable embarrassment.
-Bumbs
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Same day, about 5 minutes later
Diary
Well, at least they didn't read the poems out loud, they just delivered them, and I was not the only person to get multiple ones. Thank God. Here, I'll include the poems, (note: all poems had a spell on them which made everyone's handwriting the same so that if some people didn't want the person to know it was from them, they wouldn't.)
The sighting,
Eyes of celery
Vivid hair
With its fiery tendrils
Nothing can compare
To your fiery tendrils
I wish for nothing
Than your acknowledgement
Of my existence
-A Poem, by Anonymous
A smile
A laugh
They are the only gifts
I ask for throughout my day.
One glance
And I would be
In eternal bliss.
-A Poem, by Anonymous
Your laugh is infectious
Echoing throughout the school
Your mischievous grin
Isn't as subtle as you'd wish
We all smile
Knowing you meant for the best.
You trip
We smile
You're fine
With being clumsy.
Digressions
Tangents
Reveries
They're all what make you
You.
-A Poem by A Friend.
Personally, the last one was my favorite. I found the first two kinda creepy. The creepiest one was definitely the first though. I would not be surprised if The Evil StalkerTM wrote it, ickk. He totally scares me.
So, now I have to see who wrote to Prew, and if they signed it…ehehehe, I am sneaky.
-Bumbery
NOTE: Today my hair is pink and red on honor of the holiday. YAY!
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Same Day, 12:10 PM
Diary-
Still wondering who wrote the poems. I definitely want to know who wrote that last one. I personally really like it. Hmm. Lunch isn't Valentine's Day themed, thank GOD.
I just realized, my birthday is in a little over a month. WOO! Wait, doesn't this month have 28 days? Right, so I have to count back 30 days from the 26th of March, or do I just leave it the way it is? February is confusing! My brain hurts. Meh.
Hmm, I think I must prank sometime soon, I'm getting bored and I don't have any detentions this week…yet. Ehehe, you would think I'd dislike detention, but it's proof that I take risks… does that make any sense at all?
I want to play Quidditch really badly right now. Poop rule that you can only start playing in your 2nd year. Poop. I cannot wait until next year, because, the other beater besides Tompkins is leaving! Woo! (Not that I wish ill on him or anything, but this year, he's a seventh year.) So, unless (miraculously) there's someone better than me trying out, I've practically got the position in my pocket. I guess being friends with three members of the team does have its plusses every once in a while.
More later tonight, seeing as I've got lessons soon.
The Most Amazing Beater- EVER! (No, really, I'm modest…at least sometimes…)
-Charlotte Bumbery
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Same Day (Except At Night), 9:53 PM
Diary,
Today was really quite interesting. I gave my dear old friend Winthrop some flowers for Valentine's Day, he appreciated them greatly, or at least that's what I think, it's hard to tell because, he can't really communicate the same way we can.
Anyway, other than the random poetic outbursts, today was a pretty normal day. Snape was still a poo, McGonagal was still strict and Dumbledore was still pretty calm. I played some more Quidditch with my pals, and wrote my essay for The Biggest Poo of a Teacher Ever (Snape).
Overall, today was pretty nice. Tonks and I pulled a prank on Snape, sending him a creppy stalker like poem, anonymously, of course, but we had Peeves kiss the paper while wearing GASTLY pink lipstick. The look on his face was priceless. He still doesn't know who sent it, for which I am glad.
Today was pretty much a regular day. I think my favorite part of it was reading that poem by A Friend though. I think that was really cool. Oh, and Emms made a sketch for Richy, which he loved.
Strangely enough, today was not overly sappy as Valentine's Days can be. I could get used to Valentine's Days like this.
Always Hoping-
-Charlotte.
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please Review and tell me what you think. Any ideas on who wrote which poem? Review and tell me.