A/N: I would once again like to thank reviewers! On an odd note, Jim Dale rapping sounds weird, especially when it's a Harry Potter CD skipping... LET'S GO METS! (by the way). Oh, and i am terribly sorry if this chapter is kinda bad, i kinda ran out of inspiration. But don't worry, when i get to the chapter with Charlotte's birthday, it will be better. :)

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing that sounds remotely interesting...well except the fact that i call the giant squid Winthrop and Dumbledore Mistah D...but i digress...sadly.

ON WITH THE CHAPTER! (Note: Now this story, without A/N is officialy 10 pages longer than The Return of Charlotte Bumbery...oh SNAP!)

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February 16, 8:23 AM

Diary-

Once again, I am writing during breakfast. Ehehe, I'm just special like that. WELL. For once I have nothing to say…I think I was supposed to write something important down- ah ha! I remember. I have a couple ideas on who wrote my poems. I think the VERY creepy one, (about my 'vivid firey hair') was written by The Evil StalkerTM. Ick. I kind of secretly hope that one of the poems was written by Greens. Sigh. Oooooohhhhhhh wwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllllll. Yeah, those don't look like letters anymore. Ehehe.

I want to ask Mistah D (Prof. Dumbledore) if I will be able to (in the future) eat my meals outside with my dear pal Winthrop. Winthrop the Giant squid is ah-mah-zhing. Plus I think he gets lonely, and when he gets lonely, he drags random children into their watery graves…(or at least that;s the story I am planning to tell Mistah D in order to be able to eat outside if I wish). WAIT! INSPIRATION HAS STRUCK! We could so have a school wide picnic day! I am brilliant are I not? I totally have to tell Mistah D about my brain child, maybe we can make it a weekly (or bi-monthly) thing in the spring and early summer! I AM A GENIOUS!

More later-

-Bumbery (INSPIRATION!)

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SAME DAY! A LITTLE LATER!
MISTAH D SAID YES! I AM FORCED TO WRITE IN ALL CAPITALS BECAUSE OF EXCITEMENT AND JOY AT A JOB WELL DONE IN CONVINCING MISTAH D OF MY AMAZING PROPOSITION! WOO HOO!

YOU GOTTA LOVE MY AMAZING SKILLS AT CONVINCING PEOPLE.

-MUCH MORE LATER-

-B

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Same Day, During History of Magic Class

Diary-

I am terribly sorry about the fact that the whole of my last entry was written in all capitals, if it makes you feel better, my fingers were hurting after that. Kind of pathetic actually, considering that I only wrote about…50 words. Yes, I freely admit that I just had to look back and count how many words are in the last entry. I am quite the pathetic person. I freely admit that. Ehehe.

Currently Prof. Binns is ranting on and on about trolls and goblins or something like that. Ugh, sometimes I wish that he would just shut up and stop teaching. Sometimes I wish that instead of this class we had something INTERESTING, like time to learn about Dear Old Winthrop (the giant squid). Or even muggle studies would be better than OH SO BORING PROF. BINNS!!!!

OK- random tangent/reverie/digression over.

I guess I should probably listen to the lecture right now, never know when a 'pop' quiz is bound to turn up.

-Bumbery

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Same Day, Same Class, About 5 minutes later

Diary-

CURSE MY RANDOMLY RIGHT INTERJECTIONS ABOUT HOW THINGS "could be worse" or "you never now…".

Currently Prof. Binns (the meanie) has decided to have a 'pop' quiz. I must use the little knowledge I have and strectch it out whilst sounding very smart in order as to not fail this class. Ehehe, more later (probably during Charms)

-B

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February 18, 6:54 AM

Diary,

Ehehe sorry I never got back to you after the 'pop' quiz. I just got swamped with work and friends and such. Charms was busy, mostly because we were learning three new charms in one class. URG. THEN Tranfiguration was vindictive because Prof. McGonagall had us try and transfigure a beatle into a button. Transfiguring living things is quite difficult. THEN in the next evil Transfiguration class, we had to transform them back. Ugh.

Of course I did not have any down time since then because my friends have decided to shun me and my randomness. Only Penny, Tonks, Charlie, Freddy and Trish have decided to still talk to me. Oh, and The Evil StalkerTM. But that's it. I wonder what I did. Even Greens isn't talking to me, which isn't nice because when you bond over Billy Joel, you make a pact to never truly hate each other. Meh. He is a down right meanie, going and breaking the BJ code. Hurumph.

Oh well, I still am watching the Quidditch practices obsessively, I LOVE QUIDDITCH!

Speaking of things I love, I miss watching Kiss Me Kate with Cousin Katie. I would not be surprised if one day, when she's a lot older, if someone said, "Now Kiss Me Kate!" How Terribly romantic that would be. Now why isn't my name Kate? (Haha, only kidding really.)

I'm off to Breakfast (oh and Meals with Winthrop is starting in March…YAY!)

-Charbery (combo of Charlotte and Bumbery, goes along with Lottebum, Charbum, and Lottebery, ehehe.)

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February 20, 9:53 PM

Diary,

I feel very sad. I think my former friends hate me, but I do not know why. Every time I enter a room they stop talking and stare at me. I wonder why. I wish they would talk to me again. Charlie, Tonks, Trish and Freddy are all really nice, but they have their own friends, and I'm kind of an annoyance sometimes.

I still have no idea who really wrote those poems on Valentine's Day. I wonder could that be why my friends are mad at me? But why?

I must confront one of my friends, I think Emms is the safest bet, after all she did wake me up very early once, she owes me one.

I shall confront her in the morning!

-Bumbery

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Emms?

Hmm?

Are you mad at me?

No.

Then how come you guys aren't talking to me?

What am I doing right now?

You are purposefully avoiding the question.

Myself, Jessica, Rich, Josh and Douglas are not mad at you.

So, Prew and Valls are?

Yeah.

So why are they exactly?

Well, Sean isn't the one who's really mad at you, It's mostly Rachel.

A) Why is she mad at me? And B) Why are you all siding with her?

Uhh… I don't know if it's my place to say…

JUST TELL ME ALREADY!

She's uhh…mad at you for…uhh… how did she put it? 'For making fun of her'. or something like that…

WHAT?! WHEN DID I MAKE FUN OF HER!
HEY! Don't shoot the messenger here!

Still! Why are you guys siding with her?

Uhh… it's just that she uhh…made a very good argument at the time…also she's a lot scarier when she's mad. NOT THAT YOUR REVENGE is nothing to fear. Seriously. Your pranks are something to fear.

Aww, shucks. But flattery will get you no where. You guys let me believe everyone hated me, made me spiral into a depression, all because she said I 'made fun of her'?

Uhh…you're making it sound worse than it was.

I have a question, how come when Prew wasn't there, you guys didn't talk to me?

Well, actually, we were trying to figure out who sent you those three poems on Valentine's Day.

Oh REALLY?

Yeah. We were. We actually came up with a list.

Are You SERIOUS?!?!?!

Yeah.

GIMME!

Not quite yet, when we've finished the list we'll give it to you.

Aww thank you guys! (--hugs Emms--)

No problem, now let's get to breakfast, OK?

M'kay.

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February 23, 5:57 PM

Diary,

I have decided Prew-Pop is jelous of me. That was why she decided to be mean to me. She was jelous that I got three poems on Valentine's Day. Frankly I find that stupid. I thought we had bonded, I guess I was wrong.

It's funny really how one little thing can set a friendship on edge, or any relationship for that matter. Well, as someone very intelligent once said, "Those who care don't matter and those who matter don't care" refering to how weird you are I guess, not 'care' as in caring about you…I hope.

Today, my hair is lime green. NOT in any way SUPPORTING the SLYTHERINS. (Meanies that they are). Lime Green Just Suited Me Today. Green, I've always liked the color Green. It has nothing to do with the fact that a certain brown haired boy has the last name associated with that color. No. Not. At. All.

I am craving new witty tee-shirts. I have one, it says : "Pft. Normal Is Overrated."

I shall make a t-shirt for Winthrop I think. He would appreciate it.

Off To Make Winthrop The Giant Squid Smile-

-Charlotte Bumbery

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February 24, 8:43 AM
Diary,

Remember the list Emms told me about? Well I just received it in a letter.

Here it is:

People Most Likely To Have Written The Poem By "A Friend"

-Douglas

-Oliver

-Cedric

-Charlie (?)

-And Practically Any Guy Friend You Have, (Sadly it's not Creepy Enough To Be Written By Adrian Pucey)

People Most Likely To Have Written Either Poem By Anonymous:

-Adrian Pucey

-Douglas

-Rodger Davies (Dunno, a Possibility)

-Some Adorable Yet Oh So Stupid Younger Kid You Know With A Crush On You.

Pft. Like These Lists tell me anything I hadn't thought of myself. I still have no clue who wrote any of these poems. Meh. I am very Irriated.

I Have No Idea Why I Keep On Capitalizing The Beginning Of Each Word. Force Of Habit From Titling Essays? You Never Know.

-Charlotte

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HAPPY MARCH DIARY!
March 1, 5:46 AM
Diary,

Today starts 'meals with Winthrop' or as other students are calling it 'an excuse for eating outside- YAY!'. Meh. No one seems to enjoy Winthrop's company like I do. People just don't appreciate interesting conversations like they used to.

ALSO- I have a conspiracy theory, you know how sometimes at Muggle Sporting Events and at Wizarding ones too, how they remove the caps from the bottles they give you? Well, I think that's just a sneaky way to get you to buy more drinks. Think about it, Without caps on your bottles, you're more likely to spill your drink, which makes it necessary to buy another one! CONSPIRACY I TELL YOU!

Well, I'm off to get ready for the day, and the picnic meals!

-Bumbs

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A/N: Hope you liked this chapter! R 'n R people! Tell me what you think! And who you think wrote those mysterious (and demented) poems!