Chapter 2

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September 15

A 2nd year boy hit me today. I don't know who he was but he was big for 12. My face hurts.

I wonder if anyone hit Harry? I doubt it, he's too pretty to hit. I didn't say that because I am not a girl.

I have to pretend my face doesn't hurt or else father might get mad at me again. At least it hasn't bruised.

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September 15 (later)

I'm sad. My only friends didn't even ask if I was okay. They laughed when they saw me get slapped. I'll forgive them because I would have laughed too.

It still stings. I had to sneak into the bathroom and put water onto it. It helped a little.

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September 19

We had broom class today. I did pretty well. Potter did better. Weasley got hit in the nose with his own broom. Longbottom got stuck on his broom.

I took his rememberall and threw it. Potter managed to catch it. McGongall made him a seeker. His dad was a seeker.

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October 17

Today was eventful. Right now I'm sitting in the common room hiding from a troll. I didn't see Harry with the rest of Gryffindor, I'm really worried about him. What is the troll kills him? What if it already did? I'm going to stop thinking about that now because I'm feeling sick.

God I hope he's okay.

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November 20

Harry's okay. We lost the match, he caught the snitch.

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Christmas

Harry got an invisibility cloak for Christmas. I'm jealous.

Another kid hit me again today. He was a 2nd year too. Why do they hate me so much? I'm only 11 years old. How can they hate me enough to hit me? Both of them hit me actually. It's Christmas. Why would they do that on Christmas?

Crabbe and Goyle don't even do anything. They're supposed to protect me. They don't do anything. It maddening.

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