Not Crazy! Just Different!
By Darby Holliwether (with help from Skye Rocket, right guys??)
Disclaimer: I only want to say this once, so Darby's journal can be read in context, right? Heh heh heh. So: I OWN NOTHING! Thank you much.
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August 31st 7:30 PM
Darby Holliwether here, reporting to you from the Gryffindor dormitory at the first day of my fifth year. Not much has changed around here. My hippie Muggle parents still have a witch daughter who they've named 'Darby Clover Holliwether,' who is a fifth year Gryffindor (but you knew that, right?) at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I prefer to be friends with guys, rather than girls. I moved from America when I was six years old. My best friends are Oliver Wood and Percy Weasley. A mismatched pair if you asked me.
So, Harry Potter had finally arrived at our humble school. As has the dreaded Malfoy offspring: DRACO MALFOY. Although a royal pain in the, well, you know what I mean, not that bad looking, if you asked me. But still, an eleven year old Slytherin? Not over my dead body!
Tragic goodbye today. Had to depart on the Hogwarts Express, leaving behind Chandler and Sammy (my parents, of course. They have some weird thing with me calling them by their first names), and of course, dear Bizzy, my lovable pet iguana, the poor baby. But at least I get to come be with my friends, and that's always good, right? At least I got a guarantee that Sammy will feed him every day, just like me, send me pictures of him and Jolly Ranchers also (MAJOR SCORE!) whenever I send back my owl. I don't think Chandler is too keen on Bizzy, my poor baby.
Had an interesting conversation with Oliver and Percy tonight at the feast. It went something like this:
O: So, Darb, did you meet some boy over in the States this summer, falling madly in love and forgetting about me and Perce here forever?
Me: Not even close, doofus. Stuck babysitting for the cousins mostly for two weeks while our parents went out and had fun.
O: Oh! So you're keeping fellows out of the way? Telling them to wait in line behind Percy?
[At this point, Percy and I both turned bright red and stopped looking at each other for several minutes.] When I finally got the nerve to go on, I shot back with:
Me: Nope, I'm saving him for you, Oliver dearest.
[It was now Oliver's turn to blush.]
P: Why do any of us have to like anyone else in this little group of ours?! Especially me and Oliver!!
At this point we all agreed to drop it.
But I think I just realized something weird.
I think I like Percy!
I know, it is messed up. He's so weird and focused on his work and stuff, and what with wanting to become Head Boy and what not. But still. At least the two of us are friends. Although he knew me when I used to think that my parents were the most normal people in the world and I liked to read Batman comics instead of books about Einstein and fine works of literature (although I still have a weakness for Batman). There are positives and negatives to that. Still. I remember that when I first saw Marcus Flint at the train station on the first day of first year and thought he was the Ben Affleck (pathetic, I agree) of Hogwarts.
If Ollie were to find out I would have to feed him to Bizzy or something. But then I'd have to find a new Quidditch captain to make friends with. All the girls like him; I just don't get it! Then again, most of them have never seen him in his Coca Cola jammies at two AM when I stumbled out into the common room to get a stack of pictures of Bizzy I had left out there and he had fallen asleep in his PJs in front of the fireplace.
Should I tell Percy? Well, what can you say to that? I can see it now!
Me: Perce, I know we're best friends and all, and that you've seen me at my worst, and that you love working so much. But I have feelings for you.
P: *blank look* Why are you telling me this, Darby? Do you assume I care? *hysterical laughter ensues*
I don't think so! But, you know, maybe I should just run this whole thing by Oliver. He's a dude, right? Well, last I heard he was, but you know exactly what I mean. Or at least I can hope you do. But if I told him and he told Percy, I would be forced to take his broom and beat him over the head with it! If anyone is telling the dude I have feelings for (Percy), IT WILL BE ME! Sorry, I just got a little carried away in that respect.
I know! I'll list his pros and cons! I am such a little genius.
PROS ~ He's nice. ~ I guess he is a cutie in his own little way. ~ He knows a lot about me. ~ He isn't obsessed with Quidditch *cough* Oliver *cough* ~ He had his own dry sense of humor. ~ He's a hard worker. ~ He's smart and responsible!
CONS ~ He has a bit of a SICK, SAD obsession with becoming Head Boy.
Whoever made this system up is one messed up doofus! It's easier to think up pros than it is to dream up cons! That is not a fair trade, okay? Grr.
11:17 PM
Can't sleep, clowns will eat me. I will tell Oliver tomorrow! I swear it to myself. We'll see what happens, and I'll keep you posted.
11:22 PM
If Ollie laughs at me, Bizzy will NEVER be hungry again. Sammy doesn't like feeding him crickets. She and Chandler would love that! I tried to tell Chandler that all he had to feed Bizzy was lettuce and grapes! But he would have none of that. Even after I told him Sammy would feed the crickets to him and he'd take care of the vegetation. Honestly, I love my dad, I really do, but sometimes Sammy is braver than he is. Weird huh?
12:06 AM
What will Percy SAY???????? He's SO shy! I'm nervous about this.what if he reacts all weird??
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Well, that's all! Hope you enjoyed! Reviews will be appreciated!
Bye!
Skye Rocket
Disclaimer: I only want to say this once, so Darby's journal can be read in context, right? Heh heh heh. So: I OWN NOTHING! Thank you much.
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August 31st 7:30 PM
Darby Holliwether here, reporting to you from the Gryffindor dormitory at the first day of my fifth year. Not much has changed around here. My hippie Muggle parents still have a witch daughter who they've named 'Darby Clover Holliwether,' who is a fifth year Gryffindor (but you knew that, right?) at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I prefer to be friends with guys, rather than girls. I moved from America when I was six years old. My best friends are Oliver Wood and Percy Weasley. A mismatched pair if you asked me.
So, Harry Potter had finally arrived at our humble school. As has the dreaded Malfoy offspring: DRACO MALFOY. Although a royal pain in the, well, you know what I mean, not that bad looking, if you asked me. But still, an eleven year old Slytherin? Not over my dead body!
Tragic goodbye today. Had to depart on the Hogwarts Express, leaving behind Chandler and Sammy (my parents, of course. They have some weird thing with me calling them by their first names), and of course, dear Bizzy, my lovable pet iguana, the poor baby. But at least I get to come be with my friends, and that's always good, right? At least I got a guarantee that Sammy will feed him every day, just like me, send me pictures of him and Jolly Ranchers also (MAJOR SCORE!) whenever I send back my owl. I don't think Chandler is too keen on Bizzy, my poor baby.
Had an interesting conversation with Oliver and Percy tonight at the feast. It went something like this:
O: So, Darb, did you meet some boy over in the States this summer, falling madly in love and forgetting about me and Perce here forever?
Me: Not even close, doofus. Stuck babysitting for the cousins mostly for two weeks while our parents went out and had fun.
O: Oh! So you're keeping fellows out of the way? Telling them to wait in line behind Percy?
[At this point, Percy and I both turned bright red and stopped looking at each other for several minutes.] When I finally got the nerve to go on, I shot back with:
Me: Nope, I'm saving him for you, Oliver dearest.
[It was now Oliver's turn to blush.]
P: Why do any of us have to like anyone else in this little group of ours?! Especially me and Oliver!!
At this point we all agreed to drop it.
But I think I just realized something weird.
I think I like Percy!
I know, it is messed up. He's so weird and focused on his work and stuff, and what with wanting to become Head Boy and what not. But still. At least the two of us are friends. Although he knew me when I used to think that my parents were the most normal people in the world and I liked to read Batman comics instead of books about Einstein and fine works of literature (although I still have a weakness for Batman). There are positives and negatives to that. Still. I remember that when I first saw Marcus Flint at the train station on the first day of first year and thought he was the Ben Affleck (pathetic, I agree) of Hogwarts.
If Ollie were to find out I would have to feed him to Bizzy or something. But then I'd have to find a new Quidditch captain to make friends with. All the girls like him; I just don't get it! Then again, most of them have never seen him in his Coca Cola jammies at two AM when I stumbled out into the common room to get a stack of pictures of Bizzy I had left out there and he had fallen asleep in his PJs in front of the fireplace.
Should I tell Percy? Well, what can you say to that? I can see it now!
Me: Perce, I know we're best friends and all, and that you've seen me at my worst, and that you love working so much. But I have feelings for you.
P: *blank look* Why are you telling me this, Darby? Do you assume I care? *hysterical laughter ensues*
I don't think so! But, you know, maybe I should just run this whole thing by Oliver. He's a dude, right? Well, last I heard he was, but you know exactly what I mean. Or at least I can hope you do. But if I told him and he told Percy, I would be forced to take his broom and beat him over the head with it! If anyone is telling the dude I have feelings for (Percy), IT WILL BE ME! Sorry, I just got a little carried away in that respect.
I know! I'll list his pros and cons! I am such a little genius.
PROS ~ He's nice. ~ I guess he is a cutie in his own little way. ~ He knows a lot about me. ~ He isn't obsessed with Quidditch *cough* Oliver *cough* ~ He had his own dry sense of humor. ~ He's a hard worker. ~ He's smart and responsible!
CONS ~ He has a bit of a SICK, SAD obsession with becoming Head Boy.
Whoever made this system up is one messed up doofus! It's easier to think up pros than it is to dream up cons! That is not a fair trade, okay? Grr.
11:17 PM
Can't sleep, clowns will eat me. I will tell Oliver tomorrow! I swear it to myself. We'll see what happens, and I'll keep you posted.
11:22 PM
If Ollie laughs at me, Bizzy will NEVER be hungry again. Sammy doesn't like feeding him crickets. She and Chandler would love that! I tried to tell Chandler that all he had to feed Bizzy was lettuce and grapes! But he would have none of that. Even after I told him Sammy would feed the crickets to him and he'd take care of the vegetation. Honestly, I love my dad, I really do, but sometimes Sammy is braver than he is. Weird huh?
12:06 AM
What will Percy SAY???????? He's SO shy! I'm nervous about this.what if he reacts all weird??
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Well, that's all! Hope you enjoyed! Reviews will be appreciated!
Bye!
Skye Rocket