Top Secret

by Shealtiel

Rated: T for sexual references, adult themes, violence and mild coarse language

Summary: "Oak, fourteen inches, unpliant and resilient, excellent for Transfiguration with a knack for Charms. Veela hair core."

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Sunday, February 8th, 1976

9:23am

Library

They just announced this morning that they're giving us an extra Hogsmeade weekend for Valentine's Day. Which means I've already had ten guys approach me to ask if I'll go with them. And there are more invitations on the way, because those ten were just since around 7am this morning, when I showed my face in the Great Hall. Well, actually I got asked twice before I even made it to the Great Hall.

Oh joy. This is why I'm hiding out in the restricted section of the Library. There are perks to being a good student.

Peter corrected me and said I'm a goody-two-shoes apparently, and not just a good student. I calmly explained that it's just because I don't have any extra time to break rules. I also brought up that time I skipped class with Sirius, because I feel like that should count for something. It does to me.

Anyway, Peter's here playing Chess with me. He's pretty good at it, so he's just helping me out, telling me good strategies and how I should think about the game. I forgot how much I hate this game, although I think I am slowly getting better at it. Very slowly. He's been tutoring me (in Chess… because apparently you can have tutors for these things) for about a week now.

He's taking like, an hour to take his turn, which is why I thought I'd write in here while I had the chance. He's protesting now about being able to take as long as he likes to make his move.

"Chess is a game of strategy–" like I didn't know that, thanks, "–and requires time and deep contemplation." Well yeah, I guess that's why I'm supposed to be playing it. Which I would, if he would hurry his arse up and take his turn.

I think he's just upset because he's only been teaching me for a week and I'm already beating him. He says, "Concentrate on the game and stop writing in that book! I'm not going to teach you if you won't pay attention!"

Right now, he's mostly just teaching me how to lose. Most ungraciously, I might add.

He looks pretty pissed off. I'd better go.

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10:02am

Library

Damn it, he beat me again.

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