Authors Note: Well, here is the second diary entry for you. This entire story is planned to be Pansy's diary entrys, just so you know. If you've read this before, then you'll notice that unlike the first diary entry, I have actually added more this time. A little extra content, and a little more insight into Pansy. Hope your enjoying - Bee x
Dear Diary
Today was unusual to say the least. When I woke up this morning I didn't expect what happened to happen, it didn't even seem to be a possibility. I pride myself on having a thicker skin than some, and usually I can handle a lot of abuse. I dish it out on a regular basis so why shouldn't I take it when it's returned in kind. Those girls have a way of talking some of them and normally I can handle whatever they say but it was taken a bit further today. I might be a Slytherin but even I don't like it when one party is outnumbered by another./ That's why if I have to start on someone, I always make sure that if it's only them, it's only me. If Hermione Granger was with Ginny Weasley then I would make sure Millicent Bulstrode was with me, but no one else. It's just not fair otherwise, and this world is unfair enough without my adding to it
Well it started in the girl's toilets didn't it? I was in a cubicle, minding my own business and bemoaning the essay I had to get written for tonight when I heard them coming in. I didn't dare open the door, I was on my own and there was this gaggle of girls. Those weren't good odds and I'm not a very popular person. Going out there would just be asking for trouble, and I really couldn't be bothered with any of it today. Perhaps it might have been better if I had just walked out there.
"Don't worry Lavender, you're so much prettier than that ugly bitch Parkinson. I mean look at you, then look at her" I recognized that voice immediately, Parvati Patil. I never really had much of a problem with her, or her sister. I still gave them hell though because it was expected. My reasoning for giving Lavender hassle was simply because she annoyed the crap out of me. Shortly after Parvati had finished speaking, her sister Padme decided to join in.
"Take your hair, it's lovely and so soft. Then there's hers. She looks like the female version of Snape. Lanky, greasy hair, big nose and horrible teeth" I didn't have a particularly big nose, and my teeth were perfectly straight and white. I'll admit, I did have work done to make them that way, courtesy of my mother. It wasn't because she cared about my self-esteem, she just wanted me to look good for guys so I could make that prosperous marriage
"I wouldn't be surprised if they fuck in the storeroom. They both seem vain enough that they'd love screwing the mirror image of themselves" Lavender remarked, laughing with Padme and Parvati. I shuddered with revulsion at the very idea. It was disgusting and I felt physically ill just thinking about it.
"Just of the opposite sex. Maybe that's how she got into the N.E.W.T class" Parvati remarked, giggling at the scandalous thought. I was horrified and could hardly believe that they were actually saying those things.
"I think Goyle has more brains than her, and that's saying something" Padme pitched in. All three of the girls laughed then left. There was silence and I leant against the cubicle door, stunned. Sure, I was a bitch to them sometimes but unlike the likes of the Golden Trio, those vindictive supercilious cows actually deserved it. I never said anything like that about any of them, and I sure as hell didn't think it. That was just low, and it hurt that my classmates thought of me that way. It really hit home then that I was trapped in the snake's den. I tried to break away free from them and everything representing pureblood in the old families and I was royally screwed. I would have no friends, only enemies on both sides.
I stepped out of the cubicle and went over to the sinks to wash my hands, trying not to cry. Hard faced Slytherin girls didn't cry; at least not in such open and public places . It just so happened that someone came in. The door was opened and a girl walked in. I looked up, and quickly brushed away a few tears welling up in my eyes. I recognized the girl from somewhere, Loony was her name. Well, that was what everyone called her. I had been so used to hearing it that I had no idea what the girl's real name actually was.
She had stopped in her step and was watching me curiously. I tried to put on the mask I had worn every day for the past few years, and attempted to sneer at her, but nothing came. She stared at me for a few moments more before making her move. She walked over to stand beside me and held her hand out tentatively as though offering something to me.
"Hello there. I'm Luna Lovegood" Her voice was so cheerful, and she had a small smile on her lips. She seemed to be very happy and I couldn't detect any resentment or hatred in her. I watched her hand held out to me for a few brief seconds, debating with myself on what to do. I eventually made my decision, and grasped it with my own and shook it once.
"Pansy Parkinson" I murmured quietly. Luna's smile grew even wider and it certainly was infectious. I felt the corners of my mouth twitching slightly into a very weak small smile of my own.
"They say nasty things about me too. I just ignore them" Luna said seriously, still with that chirpiness in her tone. I was surprised to say the least. I had no idea how she knew but I wasn't going to question it. Here, someone was offering me an olive branch, someone outside the snake's den. I was damned if I wasn't going to take it, no matter what the consequences could be.
"How can you do that?" I asked, genuinely curious. This girl did seem incredibly odd and normally I would be called on to help make her life a misery. Here though, where it was only me and her, I was free from that. No matter how brief the freedom was, I was fully intent on embracing it. I could see easily exactly why she was given a hard time. Most people didn't appreciate others all that much. In my experience the best people were always overlooked.
"I don't listen. The Professor's give us enough schoolwork to keep me occupied, especially Professor Snape" It was such a simple, easy answer and I almost laughed at it. She was right, we were given a lot of work, and Professor Snape did like to pile the essays on, and I told her as much. I had a place that I needed to be though, and I didn't want anyone questioning my currently prolonged absence. Reluctnatly, I said goodbye and headed over to the door. Before I left though, I turned and looked back at her. She was still standing in the same place and still smiling, turning to look over at me.
"Thank you" I said quietly before I left and went on my way, hurrying along the corridors to get back to the common room.
Perhaps I might just have made a proper friend today Diary. I really do hope so.
Yours
Pansy
