The Hogwarts Diaries

Valentine's Day

Dani

Valentine's Day.

The most awful day of the year. I swear it will always be like this. I don't understand the vomit-worthy, lovey-dovey, crap-tastic concept of this horrific day. It's always full of these hopeless romantics who will get nowhere in life. They all get chocolates, balloons, roses. Red - love. What do I get? Nothing. Nothing at all.

Of course, the schools Valentine's Dance is tonight and there'll be plenty of snogging and sluts. I've been roped into going, against my will. I hate this stupid holiday. No it's not because I'm a hater of love, but because I'm jealous. Plain and simple. Jealous I don't have that connection with... With George, or anybody for that matter. Jealous that somebody will take extra, special time for the one they love. Like my family always did. Jealous...

Just before I could write more, Kendra walked in. Her steps were light and bouncy, reflecting her bubbly and vivacious personality. Kendra's blonde hair was flying, her hazel eyes sparkling.

"Hey Kendra," I sighed and fell onto my bed, "Ugh, have you seen these love-struck idiots?" I was thinking of George, again. My stomach felt awful. "They're making me vomit." Kendra looked like I was crazy, with that constant positive smile of hers,

"I think it's sweet" While I looked at her with fury, she bounded out of the doorway and onto the bed next to me. Enraged, I got up and nearly yelled, "Sweet? Sweet? Kendra, why do they have to make a day where you act all lovey-dovey? I mean I'm no romantic but if you really love someone you'll act like that every day."

Kendra looked shocked by my outburst, but also thoughtful. Her freckles got scrunched as her eyebrows furrowed and I instantly felt bad. However, I also realised that I was right. If you truly love someone, it shouldn't be that you show them how you feel on the 14th of February. If you truly love a person, everyday should be Valentine's Day.

Kendra looked hesitant, but spoke, "They kinda do though you know, constantly fighting over each other for Malfoy." I was confused for a second at what she meant but soon realised, she was talking about Kayla and Natalie.

"But Kendra that's just Hoe One and Hoe Two. What about the 'real' love as you call it? Love is just a piece of -" I never got to finish my sentence as Kendra covered my mouth. I gave her my best death glare but all she did was smile sadly and sit on my bed.

"Well, my mum was a whore." I stood there shocked but decided to try to lighten the mood,

"Well, that explains how you were born!" I hoped she wouldn't notice my stiffness, so I laughed. She threw a pillow at my face, meekly and I just gave a real, hearty laugh.

"Yeah, she had me when she was only 18, she left for another man when I was 7." Kendra smiled, "She never really liked me cause I was nothing like her. What about your Mum?" She looked at me with those piercing, hazel eyes of hers. I froze when she said that,

"Umm, well. She's dead. Like my father. Actually my entire family's gone. I'm sorry I didn't mean to be so rude. You're something to me though Kendra."

Her smile dropped, "Oh, I'm sorry. My dad never paid attention to me, not since my gran died when the Death Eaters killed her." My eyes were prickling with tears but I fought them back. To change the subject, I asked Kendra, "So what are you wearing to the dance?"

She looked as if nothing had happened and replied cheerfully, "Oh I don't really mind as long as I get to wear my green converse."

"The ones with the purple laces?" She nodded enthusiastically - so Kendra.

"What about you Dani? I don't think you'll be wearing a dress."

"You know me so well Kenny. No I'm going to wear jeans, a top that says 'Forever Alone' and my black converse with the glow in the dark laces." Kendra smiled, and I couldn't help but smile back at her. "But, since I know the girly girl you are Kendra, I went and found a dress I have, that I think you'll want to try on."