*Note-Me and my friend wrote this years ago when we both were into Harry Potter alot. This is what happened with our fandom. Also, I think we might have used some pharses or sections of the book in particular to go along with our original ideas. So enjoy what we have because I highly ever think that this shall be completed. We just don't have the time for it now. Sorry.*

Harry Potter(C)J.K. Rowling

Original Characters/Story(C)Chou220

Chapter Four

Serpent's Side

August 15, 1997

This is a side of a story that you may find hard to believe, even myself I find it hard to believe. For a long time I never told a soul because who would ever believe me? Ah, its no big deal now. Guess I should start from the begging for all of you people or creatures or any mean, snoopy, and snotty Uncles who have nothing better to do but read my journal. And this means you Uncle Snape!!!! Get out of my or forever hold your peace! If you have any. Where was I? Ah, yes, my story. It all began when my parents were accused of deserting Voldemort. Of course I have read papers and such things about this wizard, but he seemed not be special in any way. Or at least in my eyes. They were taken to court when my father made it where my so called Godfather, Snape would take care of me. We never talk much or did we ever talk to each other? Can't recall. Anyhow going on with my story…..

August 18, 1997

Stupid Uncle caught me writing in this journal. It's no big deal since I placed a curse on it. Yeah, a curse. That's right my curse, not your curse. Who's your daddy now? Answer me that Snape! Anyhow back to my so called drama story from hell. After my own parents were arrested and killed I had to stay with that mean old and oh! I forgot to mention wrinkly uncle. For the past few months we weren't talking and yet he never asked me any questions. Think a guy that kept memories or thought that much would at least ask me a question even though it would be a really stupid one. Either way it wouldn't matter because I wouldn't answer him. Anyway flash forward to present. I start school in September at Hogwarts. Oh, great a whole freaking year with that old mean and wrinkly uncle of mine. Can't hardly wait for this. Maybe I can play a few tricks to enlighten him. Maybe start a fire or something. Where would be the perfect place, I wonder?

August 21, 1997

More stupid requests from the wrinkly guy. Yes coming straight from the main base of the stupid headquarters. Yes I said stupid headquarters. I can't call him uncle. What's an uncle anyhow? He couldn't count as a real one. Never could, but I wonder he could ever do in his lifetime that would count. A great rumor from Hogwarts just came in, gosh another stupid rumor coming from stupid resources. Can you guess what the stupid resources are? Yes, my uncle and those pretty, rich, and snotty girls(another story for another time) think we are better people. Whoot, big deal. Anyhow, the rumor was that Harry Potter was returning to Hogwarts. No big deal, his just a boy who lived with this really huge stupid scar on his face. Wow, so impressed.

Uncle says tomorrow that we are going to Diagon Alley. And I can't be seen with him because he is being snotty. I have a stupid list, why do I need a list. All you need is a brain. If he has one. Stupid thing is enchanted! Drats. Now I can't buy the extra load of stuff that I needed. At least while I am at school, I was asked by stupid himself not to speak to him. Thank God!