Connie, i am sooooo glad you like it!!
you my one and only loyal reader!!
love yaaaa!! (:
imma gonna start the next chapter now. im meant to be doing homework, but mom is out,
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chapter six!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ Chapter Six - Love, Indie xx
Dear Diary,
Indie here. Only five more days until we all go back to Hogwarts. The fact that I've been counting down since the last day of school can sort of explain the excitement factor here. Although, from what Melanie and Paul have said, fifth year isn't something to be excited about. I was talking to Dora, and she reckons I'm not excited to go back to school, but to get out of here.
Number 12 Grimmauld Place. It is really a dreary name when you come to think of it. And the place is disgusting! Mrs Weasley has been making everybody clean it when they're not doing anything. I often get out of it, but for Dora's sake I pitch in anyway. It's pretty comical watching Dora trying to clean anything!
Like today, when she went to get Harry from the Dursley's, she was going on about how clean the house was, compared to hers.
Speaking of Harry Potter, he arrived today. Scott, Dora, Mad-Eye, Lupin and a few others went to get Harry from his house. He arrived just as the meeting started, so was sent upstairs with everyone else. Except me of course.
I'd like to say that Harry coming would be a good thing, since we are sort of friends, I guess. But I've ony spoken to him once, and he practically ignored me anyway. Started a conversation with Sirius about a hippogriff (oh yeh, Buckbeak!).
And earlier, before the meeting officially began, I eavesdropped a bit upstairs, where they were all having a massive......i don't think argument is the right word, but something pretty similar, about me.
I think, he sort of realised I was actually on his side, not trying to kick him out or anything. Anyway, he is the
Boy Who Lived so I don't suppose it matters at all.
Anyway, it's getting pretty late, and I can hear Mrs Weasley making the rounds to get us all in bed.
"You've got a lot of work to do tomorrow, we're cleaning out the upstairs living room!"
Oh, joy to the world! *note the sarcasm* grr.......
But, I'm knackered, so off to bed it is.
Good Night,
Love Indie xx