DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter; all original characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I didn't have any involvement in the creating of the original story – however, several events in this story were created by me.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is probably one of my very first fics that I actually stuck to, so if it's not that good, I'll try better next time. I couldn't really think of the right time to fit this story into. I'm also not completely sure if I've 'captured' Pansy's character, but I tried my best. Please R&R, hope you enjoy the story!
Excuse me, but are you one of the trusted few to read this?
Well, you should be.
My name is Pansy Parkinson. I am sixteen years old and I attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is my diary, tracing everything I can remember from January and now, December.
I should warn you, though – once you read this, don't repeat anything you have read to anyone else. Everything written down here is completely personal, and shouldn't be told to those who aren't worthy enough to know it – especially those Mudbloods.
I didn't write any specific dates. I just kept the page marked, writing down anything I thought I would like to look back at.
I would have written everything in pencil to erase things I regret writing, but I've decided to use a quill and ink. I want these memories to forever be permanent, something a pencil cannot merely do. That's why I wrote them in every single detail I can remember them in.
My personal thoughts, feelings, personal experiences and writing shouldn't be meddled with. It is valuable and completely in my control.
Read everything? I guess you know everything there is to know now.