The Red room's Demi-Witch (Slow Writting)

the diary

[After the Christmas break everyone is back at Hogwarts. The twins are catching the group up with what has happened while they were away]

George: Justin was found

Fred: And headless Nick

George: Both petrified.

[The group share a grim look as they pass Ginny who has dark circles under her eyes, scribbling in a diary]

Ginny shutters seeing the diary.

Amara: Are you okay Ginny?[She asks the girl in worry. Ginny nods her head with a small smile, Amara reluctantly keeps walking after she gives her a small smile]

[As they are walking down a corridor Amara looks to her left and sees Crabbe and Goyal being dragged, but not seeing who was dragging them]

Daphne: You okay, Amara?

Amara: Yeah, I just thought I saw something strange...I'm sure it was nothing. [She says shrugging as they continue their walk to the great hall]

"Amara really just said it's not my problem" Thalia laughs.

[The next morning Blaise joins the table looking extremely happy]

Daphne: What's got you so cheerful?

Blaise: Well I heard the most lovely bit of gossip [Everyone raises a brow at him in question]

Blaise: I found out that a trio of Gryffindor's tried to do a Polyjuice potion, but the 'brightest witch of her age' instead of using a human hair, uses Mrs Norris hair and now she is half cat [He cackles sounding like a mad man, The group all join in him laughers]

Laughter fills the hall by most students as Hermine flushes in embarrassment.

[Later on Blaise and Amara are walking down the stair case. They both stop noticing a great flood of water streaming from the girls toilets]

Blaise: That's moaning Myrtle's bathroom isn't it?

Amara: Yup

Blaise: Want to see what has happened?

Amara: Of course

"Why cub? Why can't you just leave it alone" Lupin cries, Amara just shrugs innocently.

[They both enter the bathroom, moans echo off the tiles, all taps are running, streaming onto the floor like a waterfall, as they step into the room Myrtle spins to face them]

Myrtle: Come to throw something else at me?

Amara: Why would I throw something at you?

Myrtle: Don't ask me. Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me

Blaise: But it can't hurt if someone throws something at you. I mean, it'd just go right through you wouldn't it?

A few chuckles at his bluntness.

Myrtle: Oh sure! Let's all throw books at myrtle, because she can't feel it! Ten point if you can get it through her stomach, fifty points through her head!

Amara: Who threw it at you anyways?

Myrtle: I don't know. I didn't see them. I was just sitting in the U-bend, thinking about death and it fell through the top of my head!

[Amara sees a black book on the floor and picks it up, Blaise leans down and whispers to Amara]

Blaise: Fifty point if you can get it through her nose. [Amara puses her lips to stop herself from laughing]