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I cannot believe she got me a diary. Mum kept a diary all through her years at Hogwarts, and she gets all teary-eyed whenever she reads it now. So, obviously, she gives all of her kids one, and we have to pretend to write in them. So now I'm stuck with this, my very manly JOURNAL. (not diary) Which I HATE writing in....Really, I do. My BEAUTIFUL banner was made by the one and only CelticKisses whom I love very much for her amazing writing and this banner!
Introduction to Me
I can’t believe I’m carrying on a conversation with a book. They don’t answer back unless they’re possessed, Ron, and you don’t want a possessed diary, they tend to be rather bad. Great. Positively spiffing. Not only am I having a conversation with myself, but I’m recording it in a diary. Why am I even writing in this thing? This is by far the weirdest thing I’ve ever done, and I once ate a pair of Fred’s socks.
Totally Unwanted and Inappropriate Advances
But, in reality the crash wasn’t all that traumatic, and we fell to the ground, which was about 4 feet away at the time. So it didn’t hurt that much. Well, it didn’t hurt me that much, due to the fact that I landed…..ON TOP OF HERMIONE GRANGER!!!!! Yes, yes on top. Yes, yes Hermione Granger herself. Bow to the king
The Embarrassing and Possibly Humiliating Predicament.
So in short, I went, with my journal completely visible to the world, downstairs to get my broom from Ginny and Hermione’s room. I am by far the stupidest human in the world. I shall be hereby be known as Craboyle. And now I’m stuck in a rather…uncomfortable and possibly humiliating predicament. Wow, that was so many big words that it made my head hurt.
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