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Post by uozumi on Jan 6, 2005 17:10:41 GMT -5
I don't know if this will contest as AU, but I'm not going to use direct-from-book dialogue, and things might seemed jumbled, but it's based on what the book says happens, but I'm not going to pour my eyes over the book to get it 100%.
I own nothing.
Uozumi
Of Witchcraft, Wizardry, Dementors, and Mythical Creatures Sunday 29 August 1993 12:58. I'm not a journal person. I'm really not. I found this on my bed though, kind of tossed on it. What am I supposed to do? I mean I think it's for me. It's got my name in it in odd writing I've never seen before. It's so curious that I can't trust it, but here I am writing in it... I shouldn't trust it though. Look what happened to Ginny just last year. I haven't shown her this, although she might have seen it lying on my bed. It's pink with fake-gold trim, and looks like it came out of a muggle shop. There's no spells to keep people out, although I do plan to put one on this once I get to Hogwarts and can use my magic freely without consequence. I guess I means that I'm keeping it. It is my favourite colour of pink, and there's a carnation on it as well, and I do so love them too. It's white and embossed, but don't get me wrong, this isn't expensive, not in the least. It looks like it came out of perhaps a simple store, maybe even a grocer. It's plastic and the key is metalic and has a heart shape at the base. I'm not fond of hearts, but I'll live. I hope. Oh Percy's yelling at Ron again. I tried to explain to him calmly that it most likely was the twins who changed his badge from Head Boy to Big-Head Boy, but he'll have none of it. Ron's the one who is staying in his room, so naturally Ron is the culprit. It sounds now as though he's lost it now. Poor Ron. And poor Harry! I don't know how he didn't get expelled, but somehow he blew his aunt up - not to pieces mind you, just bloated her I guess...to the size of a hot air balloon - Anyway, he used magic outside of school underage, and they let him off! It sounds rather odd to me. I would at least think they would suspend him or something of the like. Well, he is the Boy Who Lived, so naturally they probably bend rules for him. It doesn't sound right, but at least he's still coming with Ron and me to school. I can't imagine going to Hogwarts without Harry - well, Ron too for that matter. Speaking of whom, he just came barging through my door. We exchanged shouts and he left. I don't even know why he didn't even knock! He muttered something about me and homework. I hate is when he says such things. Honestly! We've known each other since forever...well, fist-year at least. It does feel like forever, which makes no sense. How can knowing people for only two years do such things? Especially since we weren't even friends until amost half-way through first-year! I'll never understand him - or Harry for that matter. I'm a girl though, and so if I understood boys that would be strange. Not that I understand girls, but I understand them more than boys. Anyway, enough of that. Oh...good...Percy just came in here looking for Ron. Why would Ron be in Ginny and my room? Honestly! I don't understand him either. I'm going to lock my door. I'm just glad neither of them saw this book. I think I couldn't face it. I'm not a journal person, and I really don't want Ron to find out. He'll make fun of me I'm sure, and Harry never sticks up for me. I think I'll describe myself. Someday I most likely will look back on this and have a faint memory of what it is like to be me now. I might not even remember what just now happened, which would make sense seeing how Ron barging into rooms with closed doors is oh-so-normal. He did leave it gaping open too, but it's locked now. I don't know where to start. I'm not much to look at. I'm short with brown hair and brown eyes. My hair is a mess. It's frizzy and just everywhere, and I can't do anything with it! I tried to put clips in it, and when I went to take them out, I couldn't find them. I knew they were still there, but they really didn't keep the hair from my face, or help it in anyway. I don't know what I'll ever do if I have to put it up! I'm so lucky that Snape doesn't make me tie it back when we use cauldrons. It would be hopeless. Also it's long as well. It almost reaches the waist of my clothes. I'm very proud of that, and I must admit that having it long is probably the best it's ever looked. Oh I sound so vain. I'm on the short side too. I'm not horribly short like Professor Sprout though. I'm just a bit bellow average height, and I'm about my right weight, I'm not thin, but not fat. I think that's good. I mean I hope it is. I honestly wouldn't know seeng as how none of the boys really notice me, and I really don't care. I have better things to do than gawk at boys. I mean I'm going to study hard this year and see which subjects I like the best. That's right. I'm going to do something that I'm not sure I can write in this journal even. I will say though that I will be taking many, many, many classes this year. I want to try all that is offered and see what I like the best. The ones I'm especially looking forward to is Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. I can't wait! Oh it sounds like Ginny at the door. I should really hide this. Tuesday 1 September 1993 0:45. I can't sleep. I really can't. We're going to Hogwarts in a little over seven hours. I'm always like this, and I doubt I'll ever change. It's so exciting though! I love going to Hogwarts. It's the best school I've ever been to. I should have written yesterday, but like I said I'm not a journal person, and I wanted to make sure that this was safe before I wrote anything else. I tried to put my hair up yesterday - what was I thinking?! I only succeeded in making it worse than normal and the twins poked fun at me. I of course had to stick up for myself, then Mrs. Weasley walked in and put a stop to them. Why can't I be intimidating? Am I just one big fuzz ball? That's not very intimidating. Hogwarts! Hogwarts! Hogwarts! Hogwarts! I need to breathe and sleep. Tuesday 1 September 1993 22:50. My hand is still shaking. My writing looks so poor. I pride myself in my good script, but it's understandable why, it really is. It was so awful, the train ride! I've never been so scared in all my life! It started out odd enough. We got to the cabin we always have, and there was a professor in it - our Defence Against the Dark Arts professor naturally. So we had a normal enough train ride as one can have with a professor in their car, and then the train stopped. Now the Hogwarts Express does not stop. It even says so in <i>Hogwarts: a History</i>. It did though, then it got cold and I suddenly felt like crying. I don't cry often, but I do sometimes. I wound up grabbing Ron's arm and I think I drew blood with my nails. He didn't complain though, but I did see him wiping the blood off them later on I think. Oh I'm such a mess! It was scary though! It was scarier than even Fluffy! Well, maybe not...but close! This thing came into our cabin. It seemed to suck everything into it. It got colder than the coldest days in winter, and I honestly wanted to cry. I think this is when I drew blood from Ron, but again I'm not sure exactly when I pressed down that hard. Ginny and Neville were in the cabin with us by then, and I thought Ginny was going to faint, and then Harry did. Not only did he faint though, but he went thorugh fits, and it was so scary! I've never felt so helpless. Then the professor, Professor Lupin, made the creature go away by making something white come from his wand. He told us that it was a Dementor, and then Dumbledore told us that they will be guarding Hogwarts. You'll never guess why. There's a murderer who wants Harry. He's the one who betrayed his family to Voldemort too. This is too much! It really is! I must calm down though. I've got a very busy day tomorrow. To be continued... ~ Uozumi
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Post by uozumi on Jan 6, 2005 17:13:14 GMT -5
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Post by Enchant on Feb 6, 2005 21:03:26 GMT -5
This is one of my favorite fanfics ever.....I think you have Hermonie down pack.....I think the way you follow the book and yet keep with your own story is amazing.....I like how when I read it it actual feels as if you are veiwing if from her eyes...I also Like how you play Harry and Ron and there characters from her point of veiw also....I cant wait for the 4th ;D
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Post by uozumi on Feb 7, 2005 0:48:38 GMT -5
The fourth chapter is on its way! Thanks also. ~ Uozumi
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Post by uozumi on Feb 8, 2005 0:44:06 GMT -5
Saturday 6 November 1993 16:54
This year just keeps getting worse and worse. Although sometimes I wonder what last year must have been like while I was petrified. I can’t believe I passed at all! I of course didn’t pass by my normal standards, but I did pass, and that’s what’s important…Right?
Anyway, today was the first Quidditch match of the season. Those rotten Slytherin chickened out claiming that Malfoy’s arm still hurt – HA! – and so they were unable to play. That means that Hufflepuff played us instead and all of our opponents have been moved up a game and we shall face Slytherin last this year. You should have seen Wood – he was livid! Yet he did take it well, he took everything well…<br> By “everything,” I mean the Dementors. They stormed the pitch and…Oh it was so horrible!
Harry fell off his broom and it got smashed up in the Whomping Willow! It was so scary, but luckily Dumbledore eased his descent, but still - !
I reached out to grab onto Ron again, but caught myself. I am not a person who clings and besides RON IS MY FRIEND! MY FRIEND!
I don’t know what my mind and body are about. He and I might as well be magnets!
Oh dear. Ron and I as magnets…That would be bad…I mean Harry…He has enough problems without his two best friends turning into magnets!
Regardless, Wood was in a right state. Looking over the notes I took about Quidditch I wonder if they shouldn’t just prepare for all the teams at once. I mean what if Diggory was sick and they had to play Ravenclaw – then what?!
Oh now what? Oh a chess game?
Well, I guess I’ll play a magnet for a bit…<br>
Monday 6 December 1993 22:10
So sorry for ignoring you for a month straight, but I was really busy! Winter exams are coming up, and I’ve been studying so hard. I just wanted to say I’m not ignoring you on purpose. I promise a very long entry when the holidays begin.
Saturday 18 December 1993 21:53
I know I should be in bed, but I did promise a long entry, did I not?
Well today was the second Hogsmeade visit of the year, and certainly a bit more eventful than the last one, depending on how you define eventful of course. Finally I was able to get some rest before I have to do the work assigned over the holidays, which isn’t that much surprisingly. Ginny had to wake me though, and for almost a minute I considered sleeping the day away. Then she told me that it was 9:30 and instantly I got up and threw the first thing I could find on.
So I went to Hogsmeade in my school uniform. Ron would not stop making fun of me for the life of him either! Although he was waiting for me… First he remarked about girls and how late they always are, and then on our way to Hogsmeade he noticed that I was wearing my uniform, and went right in after that!
But he was waiting for me. He could have been at Hogsmeade for one hour beforehand, but HE WAS WAITING FOR ME!
Will our magnetic encounters never cease?!
Anyway, we went to Hogsmeade, and he did make it well known that we were an hour late, and then he suggested we stay back an hour late to make up for it, but I did put my foot down on that. So we did pretty much what we did before, and then – bam! Guess who shows up!
Malfoy? Diggory? Wood? Any Weasley?!
No. Not any of them, but Harry!
I can’t believe he did it, but there he was, Invisibility Cloak and all, so naturally we really couldn’t do much about it. Then the weirdest thing happened. We were in The Three Broomsticks – and Ron flirted with the barmaid AGAIN! – when some of our teachers and Minister Fudge arrived!
So we magnets shoved Harry under our table and I moved the nearest Christmas tree so no one would pay us mind. So the teachers were talking with Minister Fudge, and it came out that Sirius Black was Harry’s father’s best mate in school! I can’t believe it either. Anyway, I know that this is Harry’s business and I should be saying or writing it, so I’ll refrain, but merely say that there is a personal connection between Harry and Sirius Black that is most astounding.
So after he found out this, Harry just seemed to want to be alone. So he went back to the castle and Ron and I finished out the day. It wasn’t very fun after Harry left, and I think there were more couples out and about than normal as well. It was so uncomfortable!
So we went back an hour early and played chess in the common room. Harry was nowhere to be found until supper, and even then we didn’t say much. It seems that he has a Marauder’s Map. I can’t trust it, but naturally I’m outvoted since Ron and Harry thinks it’s simply marvellous.
Watch how marvellous it is when someone gets hurt!
Oh dear, what if someone does get hurt over it? Should I take it to McGonagall?
Oh dear…
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Post by uozumi on Feb 8, 2005 0:44:25 GMT -5
Wednesday 22 December 1993 3:42 Painters in again. Did I just do this? I suppose it’s been too long. It’s so horrible though! That’s why I haven’t been writing much, well not the painter’s in, which is horrible, but…<br> Buckbeak is going to be killed! Hagrid of course has a hearing and Ron, Harry, and I have decided to help him prepare a defence for it. So all this week we’ve been in the library checking things. I half expected Ron to start complaining about how it’s like school work on holiday, but he’s not. It’s good that he and Harry both want to do this. I can’t imagine doing it alone, it’s not fun being here alone. Monday 3 January 1994 18:45 Today was one of the worst days ever for a long time. It makes me remember primary school, it really does…<br> Ron and Harry won’t speak to me! AT ALL! They even snub me in class…well, Ron does it rather vocally, but Harry doesn’t even look at me! Is it so bad that I wanted to save his life?! Obviously so. Ron can stuff all those words he said on our first Hogsmeade trip, he really can. Now I must go back to preparing a defence and doing my homework alone. Wednesday 3 February 1994 23:42 Ron and I were talking again, and then…<br> Scabbers is dead and naturally it’s all Crookshanks and my faults! He won’t talk to me, but at least Harry is compelled to. He’s got his Firebolt back (it’s the broom that he got for Christmas that I’m certain came from Black), but they’ve deemed it safe so now he can use it. I gave Hagrid my defence research and hope that he can pull himself together enough to deliver it. Oh I feel so horrible, and it’s not the painter’s in…or at least I hope it’s not! I dreamt last night that Ron and Harry were talking to me again and we were having fun. I’m not having much fun right now. All I really can do is study. If we aren’t speaking by next Hogsmeade I might just not go. Friday 11 February 1994 I…I…<br> MAGNETS AND BUCKBEAK! Odd combination I admit, but both happened today and now Ron and I are speaking again! Oh and we went to Hogsmeade too. And did I mention I literally threw myself on Ron? Did I? No? Well I did, and I cried on his shoulder, and then he awkwardly told me it’ll be all right, and then we and Harry went to Hogsmeade. Harry almost got caught though so Ron had to run back to save him from Snape, and I stayed put at The Three Broomsticks for a very long time. “Wait at The Three Broomsticks,” Ron told me before running all the way back to school to save Harry from a fate worse than anything. So I waited. And waited. And WAITED. I talked to the barmaid though. She’s really nice, but Ron does flirt with her far too much. She took pity on me, but she thought Ron was my boyfriend! Honestly! Ron and me? She must be mental or something! I actually got one free butterbeer out of it though. It was nice, but I did want to pay for it because that’s the right thing to do. Then after an hour or three of waiting, Ron finally appeared. He was short of breath and looked like he ran all the way back. He said he was sorry for staying so long, but Snape wanted to force some sort of confession out of him. I forgave him – why? I don’t know – and we finished Hogsmeade alone again. I also didn’t fail to notice that it was the Valentine’s Hogsmeade trip and people were kissing in the streets. Tuesday 1 March 1994 23:34 Sorry I haven’t been writing, but exams are drawing close. I know you laugh now, but with all the classes that I am taking, I must keep up with all of them properly. If I slip in one, then I’ll probably slip in all. Although I’m getting an A in Divination – an A?! Honestly! I’m getting an O in everything – even Potions – but an A in Divination?! Argh! But today did I study? No. Well, I did just only a few minutes ago, but this journal was so inviting that I decided to write in here instead of do my Divination. God help me! Anyway, today was Ron’s birthday. I almost forgot, but luckily Harry reminded me early this morning, so that gave me only all of my classes to come up with something and get something before the end of Charms. So do you know what I did? Can you even guess? Well you can’t since I can’t tell you my secret, but…<br> Well I broke three rules to get Ron his present. Firstly I did something I can’t tell you, then I took Harry’s Invisibility Cloak, and then I snuck off the Hogsmeade! I am so bad. I really am. I betrayed everyone’s trust just to get my friend something he’d like. What is wrong with me?! Next thing you know I’ll get violent or start cursing or both. Malfoy was being a something I won’t say, so if I had to go violent, I’ll go violent on him first. I never did give him his present though. The twins threw a loud birthday party for him, most likely just to make noise, or that’s how they presented it as. I didn’t feel comfortable giving Ron his present in front of everyone so I hid behind my books, claiming I had to study before Harry pulled me out from them! So I wound up leaving Ron’s present on the study table. I feel really bad about not giving it to him. Perhaps it’s punishment for breaking rules? I honestly don’t know. What is he doing down here? Oh! Astronomy! I knew that! Wednesday 2 March 1994 5:42 I can’t sleep. I just can’t. We did that magnet thing again – though he did shove me from the telescope again – but…! Oh I don’t know what to do! I think I need a break…Oh what am I saying?! I have final exams to study for, and they always pick up the homework level in April. It’s almost as though they want to drown us or just realize they’ve been going rather easy and the year is running out. At least Ron and I are talking to each other again. I always hated it when he pushed me from the telescope after I fixed it for him, but now it wasn’t too bad. It means we’re talking. I don’t know how it went from hate to like, and I really can’t afford to think about it. Time for homework! Thursday 1 April 1994 17:52 I cannot believe this! You will not believe this! NO ONE will believe this! I slapped Draco Malfoy. I slapped him so hard is face contorted and he has a nasty bruise forming. But I am not a violent person! Well, I wasn’t a violent person…I hope…I think…<br> Well, I’ll tell you how it happened. Ron, Harry, and I were outside on the grounds just doing normal things for us I suppose. Well you wouldn’t think it particularly normal for most, but there was Malfoy in all his wretched glory, and he tried to start something. Well naturally most would think Ron would be first to respond – like he did second year and wound up vomiting slugs – but no…I just had to reach out and…<br> SMACK! Yes, I slapped him, and I would have done it again if Ron hadn’t grabbed me and held me back. Then Malfoy slinked off back to the castle and we stood there for a good time, then Ron and Harry complimented me on this. Complimented! I’m turning into a violent person, and they’re complementing me! Mental – both of them! Oh I have so much homework and the twins are making a ruckus over their birthday. Off to my room! To be continued…
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Post by Enchant on Feb 8, 2005 7:35:59 GMT -5
Brilliant......I loved it...cant wait for the next.....Uozumi it's so good.......and it reads easily.....lol..Hermonie and Ron...LMAO Magnets......I had to double take it at first I thought it said magets..lol....but magnets makes more sense....its really awesome....
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Post by uozumi on Feb 8, 2005 8:08:16 GMT -5
XD Thank you. I can't believe it, but there's probably just one more chapter ~ Uozumi
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Post by Enchant on Feb 8, 2005 8:19:51 GMT -5
noooooooooooo, there has to be more...got two books to got and everything......there is plenty of subject left..... Riiight?
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Post by uozumi on Feb 8, 2005 8:32:58 GMT -5
Yeah, we're probably destined for sequels.
~ Uozumi
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Post by uozumi on May 1, 2005 18:58:30 GMT -5
Saturday 16 April 1994 1:20
Oh dear. Oh dear. Oh dear. Oh dear.
I dropped out of a class! Oh it’s a wretched class with a scatter-brained (to put it nicely) teacher, but I, Hermione Granger, dropped out of a class!
Ron said it was for the best. He was impressed and told me so. He’s been in a good mood lately and I think it’s because I smacked Malfoy. Honestly! Ron can be so violent. It was Divination, but really Professor Trelawny is a horrible teacher, always being so mystical and we learn nothing. What is the point of a class that you can’t learn from? I suppose that’s why Ron and Harry like it so much, they can make up their homework hours before class. Just say something utterly implausible and you get an O!
How can anyone enjoy such a class I ask you?
Oh well, enough of that. I’ve dropped it and should feel better but it didn’t do much to lighten my work load. Our final exams will be here before we know it. I’m not prepared at all!
I should take a break and get some sleep. Ron’s going to be hard to stomach later today at the Qudditch game. It’s against Slytherin too.
This journal takes up so much of my time. Just sitting here thinking of what to write for today’s entry has taken up too much time. Mind you, it’s only been about twenty-minutes since I began, but that’s twenty minutes too much. I’m going to stop writing in this. Yes, I won’t write another word until after final exams.
Sunday 16 April 1994 22:23
I lied. We beat Slytherin 230 to 20. Ha! Eat slugs, Malfoy.
Now, I shall not write another word until after exams.
Friday 10 June 1994 14:52
I haven’t slept in a very long time and I don’t think I’m going to sleep for days now. So much has happened and I haven’t been so scared in all my life. I thought that Fluffy was terrifying, but no, this was much worse, <b>MUCH</b> worse.
I don’t know where to begin. I guess the bad events started with our Charms exam. I skipped Charms class the day I dropped Divination and of course, the subject that was covered that day was on the exam!
That was Monday. Tuesday wasn’t too bad though I admit I hadn’t gotten more than an hour’s sleep. Ron was insufferable on Wednesday though, well, Wednesday morning at least. He got up earlier than he normally does and stalked down to the common room. I was studying at one of the tables and he walked right up to me and said something – I don’t remember anymore – and we got into a fight, but it wasn’t too big. Percy came down a bit after we began and gave us a glance, which silenced us. He always gets up early and goes out on Finals week.
So, after Percy left out the portrait hole, Ron asked me where I thought he was always getting off to. I said that I didn’t know and suggested that maybe he goes and sees Penelope. Ron made a face and then made a few jokes and we were back in a normal non-fighting state. That was good considering what happened on Thursday.
Thursday started out normal enough. I met up with Ron and he told me how easy the Divination exam was. I thought about slapping him. I had just started the painter’s in – luckily though I recognize the onset now so I didn’t suffer any embarrassments – and wasn’t keen on listening to him rant or rave. I just wanted to go up to the dorms put on my pyjamas and just sleep off my nauseous feeling caused by five exams and an extreme loss of blood. I was about to snap at him when Harry came running up. He was breathless and a bit pink in the face and I think he must have run down the spiral stair case that leads up to the Divination room.
He then told us the most horrendous thing I’d ever heard. Or at least at the time, I scoffed slightly. I mean it was Professor Trelawny’s prediction after all. She said that Voldemort would return by hand of his follower or something like that. I didn’t scoff out loud though and then I realized what it might mean if she was right. Then I realized that today was the day that Buckbeak would be executed. I don’t know why it came to me suddenly, but it did.
We decided to go out and be with Hagrid when it happened. Dementors or not, it was going to be hard for him and we should help him. So, we sneaked out of the castle at seven and went to his hut. There we found him extremely drunk and in no means to do anything except maybe cry. I got rid of all the wine in his hut and Harry and Ron took care of helping him get sober and talking him down from his distressed state. It’s understandable that he would be this worked up, but it would be best if he wasn’t so drunk I suppose.
That’s when we found Scabbers! That God-awful rat of Ron’s that caused so much trouble! Then Ron had the audacity to say that he owed Scabbers an apology but not me! I called him on it, but before we could really start in, Harry saw the executioner, Dumbledore, and Minister Fudge coming towards the hut. Haggrid chased us out and we hurried away under the Invisibility Cloak.
When we heard them chop off Buckbeak’s head, none of us could say anything. I tried but all I could do was whimper and put my hand in my mouth. It’s sad really. I’ll be fifteen in September and I still stick all of my fingers in my mouth when I want to keep from crying. However, I didn’t have them in there for long because the largest and blackest dog I have ever seen appeared. It was a Hell Hound or Stryker or Padfoot or Black Shuck or Guytrash – whatever you want to call it. I started to tremble involuntarily and tried to stand in front of Harry, but he pushed me aside as the dog charged at him and tackled him!
I didn’t know what to do, I screeched and Ron tried to fend the Hell Hound off Harry. That’s when the Hell Hound reared up and grabbed hold of Ron’s leg with his teeth and dragged him off towards the Whomping Willow. He pulled him through some sort of secret hole in the trunk and it took Harry and me forever to figure out how to get down the hole and we got smacked around by the Whomping Willow so much, we’re still bruised badly.
Saturday 11 June 1994 3:22
Sorry about that. I got interrupted. It’s horrible! Professor Lupin is resigning and won’t finish out the term. Well, there’s nothing to finish out since exams are over and we are mostly here until they let us leave later this month. Again, I can’t sleep either. I’m hoping that nothing bad happens after what happened the other day.
I guess I haven’t finished telling that. Where were we? Oh, the Whomping Willow. Okay then.
Harry and I managed to get down that hole in the Whomping Willow, and guess where we wound up! Guess!
The Shrieking Shack. I stared, he stared, and then we heard Ron shout something from upstairs and went up. When we entered the room we found Ron on a bed and he started telling us to get out and something about a “He” and then the door slammed shut and Sirius Black stood there! Sirius Black was that Hell Hound – or Padfoot, as he prefers to be called.
Then a chain of events occurred so fast that I’m not sure what happened first and what didn’t. One moment we’re keeping Harry from killing Sirius, then Ron’s proclaiming that Sirius Black would have to kill him before he could ever touch Harry, and then Professor Lupin showed up and took our wands away!
Professor Lupin! He and Sirius Black went to school with Harry’s parents – they were all in the same class, the same house even. To think that the both of them had been plotting to kill Harry all this time. Then they went for Ron. We all had our wands by this time. I thought about hexing them but then they grabbed Scabbers. I will admit I am not a fan of Scabbers, but I was worried. I mean it is Ron’s rat. I would imagine if Hedwig was in this situation, Harry would be pretty distraught, but as I was deliberating about it, they turned Scabbers into a man! Peter Pettigrew, another Gryffindor from their class at Hogwarts. He ran around in their circle and was really close to James Potter, Harry’s father.
Close enough to become the Secret Keeper to throw Voldemort off, close enough to do everything that everyone thinks that Sirius did, close enough to tip off Voldemort and get Harry’s family killed.
Peter Pettigrew is the true killer, not Sirius Black.
It’s too much. It really is and was and right when everything was looking relatively well, who shows up but Snape! Him! Right then! Invisibility Cloak and all! So what did we do? What did we do?
We all hit him with the same spell at the same time. Well, not Sirius – he was at wand point, and Professor Lupin was bound and gagged on the floor, but us as in Harry Ron and I all attacked Snape with the Expelliarmus spell that blew him back into the wall! Naturally, I didn’t know what to say or do after that. I’m not a violent person. I don’t attack teachers. I just don’t.
Or so I thought. I have slapped Draco Malfoy and I do highly suspect that the twins might feel my wrath someday, but I don’t want to be a violent person, I really don’t.
Anyway. I’ll finish this tomorrow, I’m too sleepy to keep writing. I haven’t slept in days.
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Post by uozumi on May 1, 2005 18:59:42 GMT -5
Monday 13 June 1994 10:32
I slept all yesterday and all last night. I woke up just a bit ago and Harry, Ron, and I have gone out to just exist by the lake. Harry’s been fairly quiet ever since all the events took place. I should keep recounting them because I don’t want to forget them even if some parts of that night scared me more than anything has ever scared me before.
Sorry about that pause, Ron was staring at my diary and was trying to figure out what it was. I told him I was thinking about next year and he stopped being so curious. He told me I’m mental and just need to stop. I snorted and tried my best not to look like I agree and that I’m not being academic at the moment. Harry also gave me a weird look. I think though that it’s over what we experienced that night. But I won’t give any of it out of order – well, I’ll try not to give it away.
Where was I? I think it was at the point we all came out of the Shack. We went through the tunnel that Harry and I went up earlier to save Ron. Snape’s head kept hitting against the low-lying ceiling. I thought about how much trouble we were in at the moment, but the best thing though was that Peter was in custody and we were going to clear Sirius’ name. That was all that mattered, even though I was sure Snape would be in a right state once he woke with a splitting headache.
All of us came out of the tunnel and managed to get past the Whomping Willow unscathed and
Monday 13 June 1994 23:42
Honestly I can do anything secretive around them! Nothing! Ron took my diary and opened it up to a page and got this really funny look and Harry glanced at it to see what I was doing and then said, “Give it back to her, Ron,” and he did but he looked at me really funny throughout the rest of the day and stayed closer to Harry than to me.
What could he have read? Maybe it was about the painter’s in. I mean he does live in a house full of boys except for Ginny who hasn’t gotten it yet. Or at least I think she hasn’t. I heard Dean and Seamus talking about how you could tell if a girl has or not last year. I thought it was the grossest thing I had ever heard. I don’t remember what Seamus said anymore and the fact I want to know disturbs me a lot.
Anyway, setting that aside, I should continue the story.
Oh what did they read! This bothers me so much, but I must recount what happened – I must!
and we all were walking back to the castle when the moon came out. Well, I know what you’re thinking, ‘The moon, so what?’<br> How naive!
It was a full moon, and Professor Lupin being a werewolf…. Do I need to explain further? Well, I should.
Professor Lupin went rigid and he began to shake. I couldn’t move at all, not one centimetre. Sirius tried to keep him from transforming, which I must admit would do no good. Once a werewolf is in transformation, there is nothing that can stop it. Even if you kill him in the midst of transformation, a werewolf will complete it. The odd thing is that at the end of the transformation, I could only stare. I knew that fear should have been coursing through me but he had turned into the most intriguing wolf I’ve ever seen. He had a silvery coat with amber streaks and his eyes held this amazing intelligence. He was also twice the size of an average wolf, almost as though Professor Lupin was on all fours or something of the like. I wanted to stare at him forever, but I soon realized that he was coming right at us.
Ron shouted then as Peter Pettigrew turned into Scabbers and shot across the schoolyard. Ron went to chase after him, but only fell over due to his broken leg and as I went to run after him, Harry grabbed my arm and pushed me aside as Lupin jumped for him only to have Padfoot – Sirius – tackle him. They had the worst battle I had ever seen and then Lupin charged off towards the forest, Padfoot following.
That’s when I thought to go to the ward with Ron and Harry. When I looked over my shoulder to Harry, he was gone! He had gone off after Sirius and Professor Lupin! I wasn’t sure what to do. I wanted to go help Harry, but Ron had hit a root and was out cold. I panicked and before I could make my decision a shadow loomed over me and a very disgruntled Snape proceeded to make a stretcher for Ron out of thin air and tell me how stupid we all were and how we were going to pay for our disobedience. I felt like the worst person in the world while at the same time thinking the worst thoughts about Snape.
Harry came in soon. He was unconscious and badly bruised. I had been sitting in the bed by Ron and when Harry came in, I asked Madam Pomfrey if she could put him on my other side. I wanted to be sure that both were all right. I had to make sure that both were all right and alive. I kept thinking, ‘This is when we lose someone.’ And then Ron’s words came back to me. I couldn’t remember their exact wording, but I’ll look it up and put it down here from where I wrote them before.
"If I fail, I want you to protect Harry. It's not about you, it's not about me, it's all about him. He's got to live."
I watched Harry throughout that. I had to make sure he was okay. I kept assuring myself that Ron would be okay. I hoped he hadn’t “failed” as he called it, but I also had to keep an eye on Harry since Ron was still unconscious.
Then Harry woke up. I was so thankful and glanced over at Ron, but he hadn’t yet. He wasn’t breathing shallowly or anything as scary as what Harry had just been doing. Madam Pomfrey simply told me that Ron probably was sleeping off fatigue from finals – Ha! – and also from all the excitement and the pain in his leg - which was probably more likely, I assure you.
Dumbledore a few minutes later and Harry and I tried to tell himt he truth and he believed us but pointed out rightly that no one wuld believe “three thirteen-year-old wizards.” I almost wanted to ask, “What about a fourteen-year-old witch?” but didn’t. That would have been Ron’s line, “What about two fourteen-year-old wizards?” but he of course was still unconscious.
Then he looked directly at me and said something I never expected. Instantly I got off my bed and looked at Harry. I had to have him come and he seemed as well as he was going to be. He gave me an odd look and I told him that we had three hours to save Buckbeak. He was still bewildered and that’s when I took my secret out, the secret I won’t explain here, but let’s just say that we were able to time travel back to seven o’clock, which was three hours prior to the time that was.
Harry of course was stunned. But I got him going and we followed ourselves and Ron outside. Well, ourselves as in the people we were at seven when we were sneaking out to Hagrid’s. We couldn’t be seen though and the Invisibility Cloak was under my bed in the ward so we really had to hide. If someone saw us – let alone if the we that lived before us did – then everything would be distorted. You know they do say that bad things have happened to wizard’s who meddle with time.
Regardless, we managed to get Buckbeak to safety and then we hid him in the Forbidden Forrest. That’s when we figured out that the second person that we could save – Dumbledore told us that there were two – was Sirius Black. So we waited for him to be put up in one of the towers so that we could fly Buckbeak up there and rescue him and send him off with Buckbeak.
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Post by uozumi on May 1, 2005 18:59:56 GMT -5
We didn’t say much when we were sitting out in the Forest. I wasn’t sure what I should be thinking or anything. The sad thing though was that I started to think about Ron and then I looked over at Harry and thought things I shouldn’t think. When we were in first year I had the biggest crush on Harry, it was embarrassing. In second year, Gilderoy Lockhart came and I fell for him – as did every other female in the school – and forgot that I liked Harry. So in all that time, I lost my crush and considered Harry one of my very best – well, one of my only best friends I’ve ever had. I mean Ron and I are always fighting every so often and we tend to go through periods of time when we don’t talk to each other. Harry and I don’t do that except for on occasion, but he tends to follow Ron. Although I envy Ron and Harry a bit. They never fight, they never stop speaking to each other. I’ve had moments where both won’t talk to me, but they’re always friends, they never ignore one another. I fear the time if that ever happens. I doubt it will. I mean I can’t imagine Ron being mad at Harry? I mean he gets annoyed on occasion, but to get so completely mad as to stop talking to Harry? I don’t think that’s possible. So I envy that. I mean Harry and Ron are my only friends. I was just that bookworm in the corner when I was in primary school and a lot of people thought I was weird especially in second-year. I don’t’ remember exactly what happened, but I got angry and made a plastic cup of pencils spin and levitate and a few other odd things. That’s when all the kids were scared of me and teased me endlessly because they knew what I could do and I knew that I would be in so much trouble if I did anything of the like. It was hard and whenever the both of them won’t talk to me, it’s harder than when I was in primary school. I don’t know why. But I was thinking about all this when we were sitting for hours in the Forest waiting for whenever we were supposed to save Sirius. So I thought about what if I did wind up liking Harry or Ron. I mean Lavender’s always going on about her crush on Dean. I mean it’s bordering on sickening and I have no idea how Padma and Parvatti can stand it. I know I’m done with it. They asked me after Valentine’s Day who I liked. I was at a loss for words. First off, they never ask me these kinds of questions or try to interact with me when they’re on the subject of boys. I just stared and said meekly, “I – I don’t like anyone,” and then I made the excuse of wanting sleep and went to bed. I’m almost fifteen-years-old, I should know these things. I think thought that the idea of a boyfriend is ridiculous. I’m nothing that could be considered datable. I don’t even know why I’m writing about this. It’s a stupid subject and I doubt that I’ll ever have one true date here. Besides, I don’t like any of the boys here. Well, I hope not. Oh dear. Anyway, back to recounting events! I had to stop Harry from going after the Invisibility Cloak when Snape appeared. I told him the mantra that bad things happen when you try to mess with events. I managed to stall him long enough that it would be impossible for him to get it. He wasn’t happy but then we went through the worst waiting ever. That’s when I tried to make conversation. It was horrible just sitting there with Buckbeak who stayed silent by some act of God, I swear. I said some stupid things and Harry was noncommittal so I quieted and we waited. Soon everyone appeared out of the Whomping Willow and we stood up and prepared to watch to see when Harry would go off to the lake. Harry became very insistent that we go there. I couldn’t understand why he wanted to, but I figured that it was because the Lake is close to the tower we had to fly to. But no. That wasn’t it at all. For some reason Harry had it in his head that his dad was going to save him and Sirius from a bunch of Dementors that tried to kiss them. So he went out of hiding to do so. I thought about going after him but didn’t. I wasn’t sure what to think, say, or do, and I was so tired. I mean it was past nine o’clock or so at the time, however, to my body it was more like midnight. I was still running full tilt and couldn’t just slow down. So when Harry came back, I was thankful and then he told me the most ridiculous thing ever. Something about him being his Dad and making a true Patronous or something like that. I wasn’t in the mood for such games and I had the worst cramps by then. I tolerated him though and we waited just a bit more, and then we gauged the time and took Buckbeak up to the tower to save Sirius. I will never fly again. Never. Never. NEVER! I hate it so much and Harry had a blast and so did Sirius. I thought I was going to die. Anyway, I stepped back and let Harry and Sirius have their moment. It’s so strange how much Harry latched onto Sirius. Later I found out that Sirius offered to have Harry come live with him (back before Peter Pettigrew got away) and Harry got so attached. It was instantaneous once he found out that Sirius was good and hadn’t betrayed his parents. It was like one extreme to the other. Then we had to run. We said goodbye to Sirius and dashed off and barely made it back to the ward in time. So that’s what happened. I’m going to bed. The End
Keep your eyes out for a sequel!
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Post by Enchant on May 30, 2005 15:50:48 GMT -5
Very nicely done.....I loved it ...this thread is one of my favorites.....it goes so nicely with the books....and it reads so much like hermonie is actuallywritting it..lol...I will keep my eyes out for continuations...woot woot
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