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Dear Diary,

So, basically, the coach stopped, I walked out onto these carriage things and went all the way into the castle. Hermione and her friends stopped to talk to this complete hottie, who they kindly call by his second name (not). Here's how the conversation went:

"Hello, Potter. Weasley. Granger" (This was Draco). 

"Malfoy," Ronald hissed. He was really angry because he'd showed up, but that was like the second thing I noticed. The first thing I noticed was that Malfoy was drop-dead-gorgeous and that we'd make the cutest couple. 

"Nice to see you hanging out with some of the- how should I say this? More attractive students," Draco took my hand and kissed it. Like they do in those 1800 movies. "I'm Draco, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss-?"

"Call me, Scarlett," I said with a smile.

"Scarlett, what a beautiful name. It may be the house colour for Gryfindor, but I hope you find yourself in Slytherin," then he winked at me, took one last look at Hermione, Ron and Harry, and then left.

After a few seconds, Ron looked at me.

"You can't be serious?"

I do realise now that I was having a little blonde moment. Watching Draco, batting my eyelashes whenever he turned around to look at me. I murmered out: "What," rudely. (Seriously, nothing could ruin my mood).

Apparently he's a right bastard. I don't care, he's hot.

Scarlett xxx
Dear Diary,

I don't believe it. Hermione just told me that it was pointless bringing my hair straightners because there are no plugs to put them in! I asked her if that meant my mobile would work, and she told me to stop being so ridiculous. According to some book nothing electrical works in Hogwarts.

I am really annoyed.

She told me to send everything electrical I brought back by owl, and I laughed and asked her why I couldn't just use post. She's raving on now and I don't even know what she's talking about. I think I'm going to have a little sleep and when I wake up, hopefully, she will have finished.

Scarlett xxx

Dear Diary,

I still haven't forgiven mum and dad for giving me this stupid little diary. I don't want to write about my life, I want to live it. But how am I supposed to do that in this pathetic little boarding school thing? I would say something like 'about time' or 'they'll regret not having me at that school two-years ago', but I am too furious to bother.

My new school is called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (or something like that). Hermione, my twin sister, has been going for two years now, and this is my first year because of 'attitude problems'. Because I've missed two-years I'm getting after-school tutoring or something. I'm not going. No way am I going. 

I guess magic is kind of interesting. I'm not a dorkhead like Hermione - (she calls magic 'fascinating') - but I do think it will be kinda cool going to boarding school and being in on this 'magic' secret. 

Right now I'm in this train. They call it the Hogwarts Express, and there is obviously not enough seats in it. I have to sit across from these two guys called Harry and Ron. Harry is supposed to be famous, but I don't see how. He's got this scar or something. And then there's Ron, who is a total stalker. He just looks up at Harry with these big, admiring eyes all the time. Hermione calls them her 'friends', and I have to be nice to them. And I will - I'm turning over a new leaf, and being nice to everyone.

Even if they steal my hair straightners.

Lots of love,
Scarlett xxx