Disclaimer: If you recognize it, not mine.
If you don't recognize it, mine.
Note: Molly Prewett is familiar because in the future, she's Molly Weasley.
Just to avoid confusion!
Chapter One
My Brother, Fabian
Dear Molly,
What is it that brothers get their sisters for birthdays? You're too old for a pony. You're too old for a bag of Fizzing Whizzbees. But you're NEVER too old for a journal. This is, in essence, a book, but the pages are blank. Not even any lines. (If you prefer lines, you can always point your wand at the page and say
"Liniarus," and lines would appear, but that's not the point!) So, here it is. Not a pony, sorry Mols, you must be disappointed, but a journal. Knock yourself out.
Love, Fabian Prewett (Your Favourite Brother!!)
8:30, approximately
Well, Fabian, you've really outdone yourself. A Journal. As if I couldn't get one on my own. And you didn't even put all of that "Your life is like an empty page …. Write your own story…. Lalala…" Good for you. Well, I don't like it and I shan't write in it any more. So there.
8:45, En Route to the Hogwarts Express
That was a lie. But Fabian, you are not my favourite brother. What is more, you know it! Do you remember when you dyed Mr. Shivers green? The poor cat, I swear, he still has a green tinge. He's never been the same since! You are a mean man, Fabian Prewett, don't you know it! I'm in the car right now, the yellow Muggle car with the strange driver in the front. It smells like cabbages and cigars …. awful stuff. Mum's going on and on about tooth-cleaner and bandages and if I've packed enough clean knickers. To that one, I responded with "Of course, Mum. Do you think I would pack the dirty ones?"
She didn't catch on to the tone of my voice when I said that. I passed the rest of the ride in utter silence, listening to her jabbering on about clean sheets and Sleekeazy's new hair potion which, according to her, "would be just perfect for you, Molly dear! Your hair is so frizzy!"
Like that's something I certainly don't know. (No sarcasm there, at all.)
Next, she's going to tell me that I'm short and have red hair!
9:01, In King's Cross Station, Somewhere, How Do I Get Out?
King's Cross is a huge place, it's full of people, there are no maps on the walls (not maps that would help me, in any case, and it's very noisy. It is a terrible place to get lost.
I'm lost.
It's not funny.
The first year my parents have trusted me to get on the platform alone --- and I'm lost, lost in the train station, not one single CLUE as to where I am.
This is so embarrassing! What if I miss the train?? You may be wondering why I'm writing in my journal if my being completely lost is a terrible problem, but the place is full of Muggles! I can hardly ask them how to get to Platform 9 ¾, can I? No. So I'll have to wait until somebody comes to find me. If they do. Which is doubtful.
I hate the train.
9:24, En Route to the Train!
I'm saved!! Thank Merlin for Olivia Pucey, even if she's a nosy brat! Right now I could kiss her!
9: 26
I definitely would not ever kiss Olivia Pucey. But still, thank Merlin!
9:32, On the Platform
What on Earth was I saying, when I said I could kiss Olivia Pucey! I've never even kissed a boy before! I will only ever mention the silly brat again if I must!
9:33
And it's not as if I couldn't have found the platform on my own! She didn't need to waltz up and grab my arm and make me follow her, I knew exactly what I was doing! I wasn't lost or anything.
10:03, On the Train, In a Compartment with Xeno, Alice, and Some Girl I Don't Know
A boy I don't know has just seen my knickers.
My face is as red as my hair! I just cannot believe I could be embarrassed like this on the first day back! And these were my favourite knickers! Blue, with white spots. Very cute. Not something I want some strange bloke to see, one that I've never even met for Merlin's sake, WHY ME?
I
was just getting on the train, Mr. Shivers in one arm, my purse on
the other, book bag on my back, trunk in my hand behind me,
struggling, as per the usual. I finally managed to get everything up
the ramp and into the hall, turned back for one last look, turned
back and --- SMACK! Straight into
him, it was like he
didn't even see
me, and I'm not
very diminutive!
He was walking fast (I'm not sure where
he could want to
get to on the train, he was almost running), and I was overburdened.
I had a sinking feeling just before I connected with the floor, robes
flying up over my head. He looked down at me. I got the feeling he
had perhaps seen something he shouldn't have.
Then, I realized that everyone could see my knickers.
His ears were bright red as he helped me stand. I was so ashamed I didn't even look at him.
That was probably a mistake - I don't want some slimy Slytherin saying that he saw my knickers, not when nobody else has! Oh, Merlin, Merlin, I can't stop blushing… He was very nice, he didn't even mention it, but I just know he's seen my knickers… I don't even know what House he's in… Oh, Merlin…
10:07
I really wish that Eddy would get back from the Prefect's compartment. Alice would probably laugh. Nothing like that has ever happened to her. But Eddy would understand… Her sisters, Bellatrix and Narcissa, are Slytherins and she's always the subject of their pranks. I'm sure she's been accidentally knicker-spotted before…
10:08
MERLIN! SOME BLOKE I DON'T KNOW HAS SEEN MY KNICKERS!
10:09
MY BLUE AND WHITE SPOTTED KNICKERS!
10:10
The train's finally moving.
10:13
I can't stop replaying the fall in my mind… Oh Merlin, I can't tell anybody! I'll never have the end of it! My only consolation is that he didn't laugh. At least he apologized. But still, he's seen my knickers! OHH!
10:15
You know, I really have a right to be angry with that fellow. When a girl falls over and her knickers are in plain view, isn't it common courtesy to look away??
10:16
Isn't it???
10:17
Wait. Is it? I mean, he was a bloke.
10:18
I just cannot believe some strange bloke looked at my knickers, as I was lying prostrate on the filthy train floor, after he knocked me over! I cannot believe it! I've been taken advantage of!