Hey, again I wasn't informed that you had another fic! *more sames on you!* This is great. PAMS! even though you just did!
Jessica

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An hour had passed and Charlie and I have finished. We climb down the ladder, he closes the opening in the ceiling and put the ladder back in its place. I go to my room with my findings.

"Lunch is ready you two!" I hear Ron shout

We both run downstairs to the kitchen.

I notice that my food is a much smaller portion than theirs. All I have is a small piece of chicken, a small bit of potoato and a spoonful of vegetables. They have a LOT more.

I think nothing of it. I don't eat much anyway. I usually end up wasting my food.

I eat what little food I have and walk back to my room, though as I gp up the stairs I hear mum talk horribly.

"Always in her room that one. Strange girl, I ought to lock her in there. Glad she's gone, I wish I'd never kept her."

Being only eight, I don't give a care. Deep down I know she loves me. She's my mum, she has no choice.

*Back to the present*

Well there you go, one chapter of my life gone. Hope to see you there for the second

Grace Emmeline Diggory

omg! that is sooooooooooooo sad! Im kinda confused! who is her real parents then? pams!

awwww how sad.. PAMS

Chapter 2: On the Hogwarts Express

Today is September the first, I'm now a Hogwarts first year student and I can't wait to get there. I've heard from Draco and Ginny that it'll be brilliant.

"Grace! Charlie! Hurry up!" Ron shouts from downstairs.

Charlie's footsteps and trunk bashing against the wooden steps sounds through the silent house, me in my room checking and re-checking that I have all my possessions like spell books, uniform, my mum's books.

I'll admit, most of the stuff I have (which isn't a lot) comes from Draco and Ginny, and I feel bad because I'm not able to give them anything in return. I have to hide the things they give me because mum will destroy them.

Calum tells me not to worry. But I can't help it.

"GRACE EMMELINE WEASLEY HURRY UP!" mum shouts.

"It's Diggory!" I tell her as I walk down the stairs with my trunk and cat basket.

"It's Weasley. Don't make me tell you again." she tells me, slapping my arm rather sharply. "Your stupid kitten is under the kitchen table."

I walk to the kitchen glaring and pick up my kitten. I put him in his basket, where he instantly curls up and falls asleep. I hurry to the living room with my stuff.

"Hurry up then, your brother will follow. We can't go today, we're too busy." mum says.

Figures. They were busy two years running but they were happy to drop everything for Charlie. I can't say anything so instead, I nod and step into the fireplace and say King's Cross Abandoned Library!" as I throw the Floo Powder on to the ashy floor. The room disappears and there's green mist. There's also flashes of colours as I spin around. I can hardly breathe.

A few minutes later it stops. I collapse onto the cobbled floor and I realise I'm there. My brother appears next to me a few moments later.

"Get up then." he says, holding out his arm. I grab it and pull myself up.

hmmm..nice post..PAMS!

OMG!! I am ssoooooo sorry i haven't been on here in liiikkkeee .. FOREVER!! Some things have been going on keeping me uber busy. I hope to be getting on more though!!

xxo Cait

Cho is so mean to her! i don't like Cho!!! good thing she isn't her real mum! great post! pams!

keep goin

We both walk to platforms 9 & 10, with our belongings and we see Draco, Ginny, Hayley and Calum.

I run to Calum into his arms, while my brother walks to Hayley and kisses her.

"Ok, you four. Do that on the train." Draco says, looking amused. My brother and Hayley blush, Calum and I laugh.

"Hayley, Charlie, you two are the eldest, you go first." Ginny says, and watches the two third years get ready and run to the wall, going through it unharmed. Two or three years previous, I would've been amazed had I saw the for the first time.

Now I'm wiser.

"Calum, Grace. Get ready. We'll follow you." Ginny says.

Calim gets his own and my trolley into position and he taps my shoulder, bringing me out of my thoughts.

I take hold on my trolley with my things on with one hand, and take Calum's hand in my other one. We take a run at the wall, and moments later, we're facing a large, centiped-like steamtrain the colour of a bright, crimson fire.

I hadn't seen it before, and I'd only seen it in pictures at the Malfoy's house. I stare in awe at it.

"Like what you see?" someone says behind us.

I turn to see Harry, Hermione and two girls about out age.

"Hi, Harry." Calum says.

"Hey. Where's your parents?" he asks us both.

"Mine couldn't come. They were busy." I tell him, but he doesn't look convinced. I don't really blame him, I wouldn't believe me.

"Mine are behind you." Calum says, sharing an identical smirk with Draco and Ginny, who had just appeared.

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awww how cute..PAMS

Harry turns round to face Ginny.

"Hey," he says.

"Are you trying yo abduct my son and his friend?" she asks jokingly.

"Yeah." he tells her in an equal joking manner.

"Mione, how are you? Haven't seen you in ages!" she says and hugs the bushy haired woman.

"Been fine, still haven't moved on though... not completely." she says.

"Mione it's been eleven years, twelve tops." Ginny says.

"True love doesn't just go away though, Gin, you ought to know that."

"Who are the girls?" Ginny asks in a whisper .

"Harry rescued them from a burning home, raised them as our own, put glamour charms on them." Hermione answers in an equal whisper.

"Mum, it's nearly time to go." One of the Potter girls (assuming they are, I didn't hear the two women's conversation) says.

"Alright, go on then." Hermione says and she walks over to the trainwith the two girls.

"We should go too, come on." Ginny says and Calum and I run to the train, Harry, Draco and Ginny following.

We both get on the train, waving good-bye to Draco and Ginny and then take our belonging with us to an empty compartment near the back. We push them under our seats and sit down. I sit with my back against the cold, glass window, my legs stretched out over the seat, Calum doing the same opposite me, instead, sitting against the window facing into the aisle.

I look around and carvings in the mahogany board next to me catch my eye.

"HJG + CLD 31 Oct 94" is one of them in a love heart. Who were HJG and CLD? Another carving in a similar heart read HJG + HJP 24 Dec 96 to for ever." I look confused.

Calum's voice brings me from my confused daze.

"Sorry?" I say.

"I said, the food trolley's here, what do you want?" he asks.

"I'm set thanks." I mumble, pulling out a tiny packet of sweets.

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hmmm interesting...PAMS

She got together with Harry? PAMS!!!!

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"We'll have the lot." he say, ignoring what I said and taking out his little bag.

The lady empties the trolley full of cakes, sweets and other snacks and drinks and Calum pays for it all.

"I'm fine" I tell him when he offers me a chocolate frog. He puts it by my side and he sits down on his own seat. We hardly notice the door slide open.

"Well, well, well. The spawn of a Weasel." a girl's voice drawls and the two boys either side of her laugh dumbly. She doesn't look very attractive to me. She looks like she's been smacked in the face with a frying pan one too many times. Calum turns to look at her, and he looks like he's smelled something disgusting like Dragon Dung, and I can't help but to giggle.

"Malfoy, what are you doing with a Weasley?" she asks.

I glare at her. I hate the name Weasley.

Calum scowls. "Leave her alone Parkinson." he snarls.

Sensing he's getting angry, I rush over to him and gently rub his neck to calm him. Being best friends, we know each other's calm spots, ticklish spots, soft spots, anger spots etc. He nods, letting me know he's calm.

The girl laughs, and walks out slamming the door behind her.

The rest of the train ride goes by full of laughter and uninterrupted fun between us both.

It's pitch dark out by the time we stop. We hear a voice over the intercom telling us to leave our belongings, they will be collected and taken up, and we follow a long queue of studnts in their robes without the badges on as the older students do.


Well, that's another chapterof my life done.

Hope to see you for the next one.


Grace Emmeline Diggory

it was good..PAMS

Chapter 3: The Sorting Hat

A loud voice booms over the noise of the students gathering on the platform:


"Firs' Years! This way! Don' be shy now! Firs' Years!"


"Hagrid!" Calum calls up.


I look to Calum. Do they know each other. Mum and Ron never old me about the magical World I'm in, so I know nothing. I've rarely left the house, except when my parents treated Charlie, and couldn't leave me alone. I hate to be rude and ask Draco or Ginny, despite the fact they've said "no matter what I want to know, I could ask them."


"Li'le Calum. 'Ow yeh doin'?" The ten foot tall giant asks.


I shrink behind Calum, slightly scared.


"Gracie, it's ok. He won't hurt you." Calum says.
He turns to me and pulls me into his protective embrace.


"Another familiar face I remember, Grace. I've not seen you since you were a toddler."


"I ... I don't remember seeing you." I manage to whisper, once I finally find my voice.


"Don't worry your fair little head. I'm not gonna hurt yeh. I helped you dad and his friends a few years before 'e died."


My head shoots up.


"Did you know my dad? Who was he?" I ask, hoping to find out anything, a clue to who he was.


"Yeh mean ter tell me your 'mother' never told you nothin' about yer dad?" he asks, shocked.


"N...no." I say quietly.


"I'll tell yeh sometime in the year." he says gruffly. "Firs' years! To the boats now please! No more than five to a boat!" he calls again over the noise.


Calum, myself and two other boys go to one of the boats with Hagrid and climb in, and he watches over the scared looking first years clamber five to a boat inside safely.

awwww awsome post! i forgot, who is Hargid talking about? PAMS

The boats drift slowly across the black, vast lake. A large castle stands on a crumbling hill that never seemed to erode away. Its many windows are lit up like white Fairy lights you find at Christmas time.

I can't help but to stare at it in awe along with everyone else. Even Calum.

The lake is as calm as water could be, except for its tiny little waves that gently lift us and drop is, carrying us toward the shore.

We finally get to shore as the heavens open. Hagrid leads all of us shivering first years up the muddy, rocky pathway up to the enormous entrance doors. We are lead into the Entrance Hall where a young woman about seventeen or eighteen stands.

She has long dark hair, snow pale skin, and deep blue eyes.

"Hello. I'm Professor Ryan, Head of Gryffindor House. Headmistress McGonagall is ready for you." the young woman says.

She leads us into the vast Hall, Candles floating above us, as well as the lit torches on the walls. The ceiling reflects the sky outside.

We stop in front of a raised platform where a long table full of teachers stands, and a small wooden stool with an old hat on it. the Teachers' Table faces the four longer tables in the room.

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'What do we have to do? Is there a test or something?' I think worriedly.

Calum seems to read my mind and holds my hand comfortingly. "Mum told me all we have to do is put hat hat on and it sorts us into one of the four Houses, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin." he says.

I feel a bit more comforted.

There's a rip in the hat, just above the visor. The rip opens and it bursts into song.

"You may not think I am a nice looking hat.
Don't judge on what you see.
If I had teeth and you found a better hat than I, I would eat myself.
I can cap all of yor black bowler and sleek, tall top hats.
The sorting Hat can see every inch of your mind, there is not point trying to hide anything from me.
I'll tell you where you should be, if you try me on.
You may belong in Gryffindor,
where the daring, nerve, chivalry,
where the brave at heart lay,
set Gryffindors apart.
You may belong to Hufflepuff.
Those loyal and friendly folk.
Patient and true those Hufflepuffs.
Or maybe in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you be ready in mind and full of wit.
Those full of learning and curiosity, they'll always fly to their kind.
Or maybe in sly old Slytherin,
those cunning folk use any means to acheive their ends.
Try me on, and though I have none, you are in safe hands. Put me on. Don't be in a flap! I'm the thinking cap of Hogwarts School of witchcratf and wizardry!"

The whole room bursts into applause.

Professor Ryan takes out a long scroll of parchment and begins to read out names.

"Diggory, Grace." she reads out.

I walk trembling to the stool and sit on it. My palms feel sweaty from nerves and I look around wildly. I feel the hat being put on my head and feel it searching through my mind. It seems like forever before it finally says,

"A mix of Hufflepuff and Gryffindor in your blood, not a bad combination. Being pressured into things at only eleven ... A thirst to be brave and prove people wrong ... Well then ..." there was a pause, and then, "GRYFFINDOR!"

I slip off the stool and to the floor as the Gryffindor Table clap and cheer.

Calum pushes his way to the front and helps me up. I cling to him as my legs go weak and turn to jelly.

"Mr Malfoy, take her to her appropriate Table and come back." Professor Ryan says, pointing to the right table.

Calum takes me over to the Gryffindor Table and hugs me.

"I hope you're with me." I whisper.

He kisses my cheek and says, "Don't worry. Chances are I will be." He walks back to his place in the cluster of students.

"Finnegan, Mark!" she calls out.

A sandy haired boy, same height as me, walks shakily to the stool, the hat instantly shouts "GRYFFINDOR!" without even touching his head.

He slips down and hurries over to me.

A few more students are sorted.


"Longbottom, Nicola!" Professor Ryan calls out. She is sorted into Gryffindor along with three other girls and a boy.

Four boys and two girls in Ravenclaw, one boy and one girl in Hufflepuff.

Thirteen have been sorted, twenty two remain.

"Malfoy, Calum."

Calum walks confidently to the stool and looks unphased. Just like Mark, the hat barely touches his head when it shouts "GRYFFINDOR!"

He runs down and takes a seat beside me, hugging me.

I hardly pay attention to the rest of the sorting, neither does Calum, we're too busy gazing at each other and holding each other. We told each other we felt empty when the other wasn't there.

An older woman calls for quiet when the sorting is over. The Hall of students goes quiet almost immediately.

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I couldn't think of a song for the Hat, so i borrowed some of the words and twisted them around from the Philosopher's Stone book, the song doesn't belong to me!

awsome post!!! PAMS