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::Autumn Clearwater lay on her four-poster bed in the Ravenclaw girl's dormitories. Her journal laying on the bed next to her, she looked over at it and opened it::
Dear Journal,
New term already. But I am glad to be back at Hogwarts. Way better than being at home. I heard from Penelope right before I left. She seems so happy working. She also seems quite happy with Percy. Ah. They deserve each other. Both equally annoying and concerned. Way too concerned about me. I don't need to be babysat, even though I do tend to get into trouble a lot. But that is just my personality. I just can't deny myself to some good fun. So, welcome to the story of my life.
-Autumn
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[06 Aug 2003|03:52pm] |
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:Jordan Snuck out of the girls Dorms. It was about 1:30 in the morning. She snuck Over to the boys dorms and walked in quietly and made her way to Rons Bed. She Sat Down on hs bed eaisly. Jordan Ran her Fingers through Rons firery Red Hair. She leaned In and Wispered in his ear, "I love you Ron Weasley," and kissed his cheek and left. Tears silently streaming down her face. She made her way to the common room and sat in her Usual window seat next to the Fire, and Pulled out her diary and Quill and Ink and Began Writing.:
Dear Diary,
I want to be with Ron So badly, its not fair i cant be with him, he just sees me as a friend and His Older brothers Best Friends Little sister. ITS NOT FAIR I WANT RON!!!! ok well i need to go its really late soooo talk to you later.
-Jordan
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[01 Aug 2003|12:35pm] |
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Dear Journal,
Well, I'm back at Hogwarts again for another year. Absolutely wonderful. But it's better than being at home with Uncle Lucius I suppose. I dont know why I'm writing in a journal, it's rather idiotic, but i have enough charms on it so that no one will be able to get into it. There's a lot of stuff going on this year that I can't tell anyone about. Obviously, the Sirius Black thing. It's hilarious. It just goes to show how easily the masses panic. But he's definitely not a priority right now, seeing as everyone thinks he's a mass murderer and I'm probably the only one who knows otherwise is quite a large secret to keep. You'd be surprised the things you learn when you're around my uncle as often as I am. From what I overheard the whole thing was a very elaborate set-up. Impressive for a slave without the instruction of his master. But the fact that this isn't the most important thing on my mind right now is bordering on alarming. And it has to do with the dementors. Of course no one would notice how they affect me, because I go into a sort of trance when I'm around them. The same one I go into when I'm in so much pain that my brain pretty much switches off. After seven years of literal torture you develop defenses like that. But the last thing I want is to escape Lucius just to have a possibly worse versioni of him here. Out of the frying pan and into the fire. So goes the story of my life.
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| The Life She Dreams Of |
[31 Jul 2003|11:45pm] |
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:jordan sat in her favorite spot in the common room. A Window Seat On The Side Of The Fire Inside the fire place. It Wasnt dangerous or anything. Jordan had her Journal In her Lap Black quill in hand her ink well on the window. She Was Seated so She Could see everyone in the common Room and Especailly the entrance, For She Was waiting to see Ron. Ron and Harry had Gone Down to The Quidditch Pitch for Quidditch Pratice, Ron was only watching harry. Jordan Dipped Her Quill in her ink and Began Writing.:
Dear Diary,
Today was just a regular day, Getting in trouble in snapes class for arguing with my idiot cousin Draco, getting Point taken away, and Of Course Day Dreaming about Ronald Weasley, the Youngest Of The 6 Weasley Boys. Ginny being the youngest of Them all. anyways i got an A+ on my potions homwork, not that shocking really, man am i tired. Im soo Worried about Padfoot and Moony wont talk to me about him. its Not Fair I want to tell somone but i cant i want to tell harry padfoots his godfather but I CANT I CANT DO ANYTHING ITS NOT FAIR! why can i be more like Charlies Angels, im already alot like alex and i can fight but i cant find out things. ahh Harry and Ron walked in there about to play Wizards Chess which I want to Watch its Fun, And Not Just Because its a rough game, but because i get to play the winner who is most of the Time RON!!! well i guess ill talk to you later!
-Jordan
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| This just in... |
[31 Jul 2003|11:20pm] |
SIRIUS BLACK ESCAPES AZKABAN
September 2nd
A Special Report by Rita Skeeter
Last evening, we were stunned to hear the new that convicted killer, Sirius Black has escaped from his cell in Azkaban. Officials are not giving out much information at this time about the break out, but I, Rita Skeeter, the Daily Prophet's lead reporter, have the grueling details.
What we do know, is that he must've had some outside assistance. " I just don't know how he could've done this, " one of the prison keeper's said. " No one is safe with him loose. " For more details, turn to page seven. And remember folks, watch your back.
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[30 Jul 2003|10:12pm] |
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:jordan was lying on her stomach On her four poster bed.In the gryffindor Girls Dormitories she had the scarlet Curtains closed . Sighing She Looked at Her Picture of Her and one of her best friends Ron Weasley. thinking to herself about how cute Ron really was. She sat the picture down and she turned over on her back and looked up at the cealing. On The cealing Jordan had made a collage of Pictures Of Her and Her family and Friends. Everyone but her mother. Jordan Looked At a Picture of Her, Her Dad, Her Uncle Sirius Black, Her Godfather Reamus Lupin, (who was also the schools new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher) Harrys Mum and Dad child harry, Jordans Brothers Jon and ash, Jordan Had Ripped out her Mum. and Sirius Girl Friend Raven whom would take Jordan to Vist Sirius in azkaban prison. Jordan Pulled out her New Journal She had Gotten for her birthday from Hermione, From Her Nightstand and started writing:
Dear Diary,
This Will Be My First entry but i know not my last. I keep worrying about Padfoot (my uncle sirius i mean) i hope he doesnt get caught! Im dying to see him, i miss him he cant get caught itll kill me. Moonys.. er Professor Lupin, damn its hard trying to not call him Moony. anyways, ron is soo cute and its not fair because im Just ME and I cant have him and if i told him about Padfoot then Hed Probabbly not talk to me! i couldnt deal with that, rons really nice and sweet and has a great personality im just the girl thats obsessed with Muggle Movies and Muggle Music like Good Charlotte oh yea and TV shows and VAMPIRES AND WEREWOLFS! i dont understand things somtimes, ugh Ill Probabbly end up with Seamus as a boyfriend. I love seamus and All But I dont want him as a boy friend ive known him forever! oh well hermiones calling me somthing wrong with my homework! lol!
t2ul!
-Jordan!
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| first day jits |
[30 Jul 2003|09:28pm] |
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:: There was an exhausting placidness consuming the Gryffindor Common Room. The Boy Who Lived sat, his knees to his chest beside the crackling fire. Dipping a new quill into a saucer of dark blue ink, he began drowning in black thoughts. Harry stared at the journal he had received as a gift from Mrs. Weasley, trying to conjure up the right words to sum up his first day back at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. ::
Dear Journal,
I'm new to this journal thing. Bare with me...I thought my first day back to Hogwarts, my home, would be more enjoyable. It is now my third year at this school, and I still have not managed to figure everything out. Every time I turn around, there is a new surprise. Well, I guess I should start out from the beginning.
:: Harry looked up, hearing footsteps. Ron was coming down the stairs, hands tucked into his robes. Biting his bottom lip, Harry leaned against the chair behind him. " Go back to bed, Ron, " Harry said rather hastily. Ron scoughed, barely keeping his eyes open. He grabbed a pillow from the mantle and ran back upstairs to the dormitories.::
I stayed at The Burrow all summer. That was very fun. Ron,Hermione, and I found a seat at the Gryffindor table just before the sorting ceremony began. We ate a giant dinner, and I was slowly starting to feel sicker and sicker. My scar has been searing in my forhead. It hurts so badly sometimes. I told my friends that I was feeling ill and I ran out. Ever since I've been debating whether to tell them. They'd probably just tell me to tell Dumbledore, but I'm not sure if that's the best thing to do. Well, I better go to bed now. Seamus told me Ron was letting his rat lay on my four poster. Great.
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:: There was an exhausting placidness consuming the Gryffindor Common Room. The Boy Who Lived sat, his knees to his chest beside the crackling fire. Dipping a new quill into a saucer of dark blue ink, he began drowning in black thoughts. Harry stared at the journal he had received as a gift from Mrs. Weasley, trying to conjure up the right words to sum up his first day back at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. ::
Dear Journal,
I'm new to this journal thing. Bare with me...I thought my first day back to Hogwarts, my home, would be more enjoyable. It is now my third year at this school, and I still have not managed to figure everything out. Every time I turn around, there is a new surprise. Well, I guess I should start out from the beginning.
:: Harry looked up, hearing footsteps. Ron was coming down the stairs, hands tucked into his robes. Biting his bottom lip, Harry leaned against the chair behind him. " Go back to bed, Ron, " Harry said rather hastily. Ron scoughed, barely keeping his eyes open. He grabbed a pillow from the mantle and ran back upstairs to the dormitories.::
I stayed at The Burrow all summer. That was very fun. Ron,Hermione, and I found a seat at the Gryffindor table just before the sorting ceremony began. We ate a giant dinner, and I was slowly starting to feel sicker and sicker. My scar has been searing in my forhead. It hurts so badly sometimes. I told my friends that I was feeling ill and I ran out. Ever since I've been debating whether to tell them. They'd probably just tell me to tell Dumbledore, but I'm not sure if that's the best thing to do. Well, I better go to bed now. Seamus told me Ron was letting his rat lay on my four poster. Great.
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