Kiara's Journal year 5

[Kiara Johnson]

(This is a seperate thing of my two books so don't expect the same things.  Basicly the same but not.  lol)

    Well, I guess I should start this by telling you all a little about myself.  My name is Kiara Maul, I am 15 years old and have a great deal to talk about.

    I was born in England but shortly after, my mom moved us to the United States.  She told me that it was due to her job in the Ministry that we made the move.  I now, know better.

    Earlier this year, May somtime, my mother recieved an Owl from the Ministry here in England.  They asked her to come back, she wouldn't tell me why but, I am told now that they wanted her for security reasons.

    A few weeks after we'd arrived and had just gottensettled in our new home, we had a most unwanted visitor.

    I remember it, unfortunatley, all too well.  My mom and I had just finished dinner and were disgussing finding me a new instuctor when the door burst open.  In walked a monster, he looked human if it were not for his hiddiously snake like face and, those awful, red glowing eyes....

    My mother screamed. "You can't have her!"  then, she shoved me into another room.  I head the wizard reply in an awful hissing voice, "She is my daughter and she will learn my ways.  Now, get out of my way."  But my mom refused and I heard the man calmly say, "Avada Kedavra."  I noticed a green glow from under the door and heard her body hit the floor.  I knew, my mo mwas dead.

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sad story.

[Kiara Johnson]

I later found out that, the monster who had killed my mother was indeed my father.  I also learned he goes by the name of Lord Voldamort.  Those of you who might be reading this know who I am talking about.  However, just in case this does indeed fall into the hands of the unknowing, I will give a breif discription...

 Lord Voldamort is probably the darkest, most frightening and evil, creature on this planet.  Some Magic folk are afraid to even speek his name.  I believe, he is even worse than, Satan, himself.  Not only is he all the above mentioned, he also happens to be one of the most powerfull wizards of all time.

    Any way, after the death of my mother, I was taken in by the Ministry.  There was this wizard, fighting to obtain sole custody of me.  I had no idea who he was, at the time.  I do know, he spent a lot of money and finally, was awarded my custody.  His name, is Lucius Malfoy.  Not the most pleasant fellow, you can be asured of that.  Of course, I later found out just why, he had tried so hard and spent so much of his preciouse money on obtaining me.  As it turns out, Lucius Malfoy is the, right hand man, to...you guessed it, dear old daddy.  Needless to say, I've had a very, interesting summer....

    Now, Lucius has a son, good looking guy.  Problem is, he is just as dark and evil as his old-man.  He is also, of course, a little stuck up.  Not that I blame him for that, his family is extraodinarily rich.  So, it isn't a wonder.  That and the fact that he is an only child, well...need I say more?  Well, his name is Draco Malfoy, my father took him aside one evening and I over heard them speeking.  Good old daddy was making wedding plans for me, I was to wed Draco.  So he thinks!  Nope, it ain't gonna happen.  Sorry guys.  I just can't believe that they would stand around and plan my life for me that way.  GGRR, it makes me mad!

    Don't get me wrong here.  I am, deathly, afraid of my father.  His power is, consuming.  The things he had me do to people this summer, well, I just can't put it down on paper.  Sorry.  However, I still will not, Marry Draco, if for no other reason, then just because my father wishes it.  I may not be powerfull enough, yet but, one of these days, I WILL repay the kindness he showed my mother.

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This story is so much better than mine! Im jelous. Oh well I dont care, this story rocks and (enen though its kinda sad) I love it! Post more soon!

[Kiara Johnson]

     Ok, as is turns out, one of the conditions for Lucius to gain my custody, was that he would be sending me to a Wizarding school called  Hoggwarts.  Why, the Ministry wants me, at a wizarding school, is beyond me.  Wizarding schools are for witches and wizards, I am neither.  I don't belive that I have mentiond the fact that I am a sorceress.  Well now you know.  They say that it was my mothers wish, that I learn the way of witchcraft.I, have my own ideas however.  I have my suspicions that the Ministry knows, what goes on at the Malfoy Mannor.  I also get the feeling that, they need me, for one reason or anoither, to keep an eye on Voldamort.  Those are just my suspisions.  I guess, we'll know all, in time.  For some reason, both my father and Lucius are very unhappy about sending me there.  Lucius tried to get The Ministry to let him send me to another school called Durmsrang, or somthing like that.  They refused and told him I was to attend at Hoggwarts.They are both against the Headmaster who's name I believe to be Albus Dumbledore.  Draco has been told to keep an eye on me, for some reason.  They belive the Headmaster might try and influence me in some way.  I guess.

    Well, Draco and I were getting ready to bored the Hoggwarts Express when, he stopped to make a snide comment to three other students bording the train.  One, had red hair, I get the feeling that this one, really hates Draco, probavly more than the rest.  I hope he doesn't judge me by my esscort.  The other two, one a female, she as I am told by Draco, is a Muggleborn.  Although, that isn't the word he used.  The third, Draco referd to as Potter, I am assuming, he means the famouse, Harry Potter.  Somthing odd, happend when I made eye contact with Harry.  A stange, almost overpowering feeling that, I should know him, from some were.  Ofcourse, that is impossible.  Maybe, it has somthing to do with me being Voldamort's daughter.  I don't know.  I guess, I'll just ignor it, for now.

[Kiara Johnson]

     Draco and I shared a compartment with Crabbe and Goyle.  Not your sharpest crayons in the box but, loyal.  I believe, they would give their lives for Draco, should he ever ask.  Any way...I got tired of listening to Draco go on about himself and decided to walk around the train a bit.  I came to an open compartment, poked my head in and saw, the three students that I mentioned earlier.  Only this time, they were four.  I introduced myself, Found that the Red haird guy's name is Ron Weasley and the fourth person I talked about, she is his girlfriend.  Her name is Emily.  The Muggleborn girl, her name is Hermione, I think, I like her a lot.  She is really a clever little witch.  Harry asked me to sit, so I did.  We talked for a bit but I was getting really uncomfertable because that familiare feeling was not going away.  Harry seemed to have it too, I wonder....  Well, I left sooner than I really planned and went back and fell asleep listening to Draco, continuing to talk about himself.

  I awoke to the train stopping at the station.  Draco and I were heading off the train when, a guy came past and bumped, rather hard, into Draco.  When he did, he turned and looked at me.  God, is he georgous!  Tall, black hair and, those eyes, ice-blue eyes...Oh, sorry.  Well, the two of them, Draco and the other guy; had some words, I don't know what they said but, I don't think, The other guy liked it to well.  When Draco came back, he told me that under no circumstances was I to have anything to do with this guy.  He was definately not, "The right kind"  Well, sorry Draco.

    We road in carriges to the castle, oh, what a wonderfull place this is.  It is definately somthing one reads about in fairy tales.  Draco of course, was unconcerned about my excitment so, I just kept quiet and took in the sight.  When we apraoched the castle, it was all alight.  Enchanting, that's about the way to describe it.  I wanted to stay here forever.

    Draco escoted me to the main Hall, excuse me, they call it the Great Hall.  I was greeted by a greesy haird man, Draco called Professor Snape.  Snape, (Forgive my rudness at using last names only here)  took me to the teachers table and I was escorted, to Draco's horror, by non other than, the Head Master himself, Professor Dumbledore, to the back room were they put this hat on my head, they call it The Sorting Hat. They explained that the school consisted of four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and, Slytherin.  I, was sorted in to Slytherin.  Normaly, I was told, first year students are sorted through this cerimony, which, I later wittnesed.  I was to be done seperately becouse I was going into my fith-year.  I can feel why, my father does not like, this Dumbledore.  He is a very kind and gentel man.  I could also feel, he was both powerful and wise.  The total oppiste of my father.  I think, we will get along, just fine.  At least, I hope so, he didn't look pleased that I was going into Slytherin, for some reason, perhaps....yes, perhaps he wanted me away from, Draco and the other Slytherins, does he know who my father is?  I would guess, probably.  well, like I said, I tend to ramble...sorry again.

After dinner and finding out were my new room was, I took off to the library.  Had to ditch Draco first though.  Was really quite easy.  I got to the library and took out some books on Alchemy, my favorite subject, when, that guy I was telling you about, the one from the train that bumped into Draco, he came in and intoduced himself.  His name is MAx.  I asked him to have a seat.  We talked for a bit then decided to go for a walk.  I don't know why but, I told him who my dad was, he didn't run away.  Thank you.  Finally, I asked him about Draco.  Aparently, they used to be good friends but, they had a bad falling out and are now, enemies, I guess.  We were walking and I decided to ask jokingly as to the wearabouts of Draco.  "Mybe, he's standing right bahind you."  I hear his all to familure drawl.  I froze for a moment then turned to face him.  There was this huge fight. However, between Max and myself we, shall we say, put Draco's thugs, out of commision.  That left Malfoy alone.  Suprisingly, he didn't back down.  Draco and I yelled at each other for a while.  About how I was to stay with him blah..blah..blah..Nothing he said was fazing me until, he threatend the imperious curse.  Now, don't get me wrong here, I could, fight the curse, if, I knew it was comming but, I know, Draco doesn't work that way.  I wouldn;'t even know anything had changed, if he used it.  That, scared me, still does.  Max stood by my side, the whole time.  Any other guy would have left, not wanting to get involved in such a mess but not Max. Ofcourse, if he had not stayed or had not been half the wizard he's shown me to be and, was out cold like the other two, I would have given in to Draco. Thank you, for staying Max.....

[Kiara Johnson]

(will put more after a few more posts to my (Her) journal)

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WOW.. I cannot believe how much you write! AN dits sooooooo good!  All I can say is WOW......

[brian]

I'd love to write A Harry's Journal, but that's basically the books.

[Kiara Johnson]

You can do one from your own point of view, like say start at year 5 or 6.  You don't have to start it from the beginning. 8)

[Kiara Johnson]

 

 Well, I ended up runningoff and Max followed me.  Here is a guy who, doesn't even know me and, he even gives me a shoulder to cry on.  Don't worry though, he found a way to cheer me up...

    Max brought me to this wonderfull little town called Hogsmead.  There's a candy shop and a joke shop and there's this place called The Three Broomsticks, I think that's wht it's called, anyway, they have this stuff there, it's called Butterbeer.  Yummy.  If you have never tried it then I suggest you do.  Really, it was great.
The whole time he was showing me around I'd catch him smiling at my excitement.  It was as if he too, were having fun, just watching me....

    We ended up in this Quidditch supply shop.  They had the latest broom on display there, The Silver Pheonix.  Max really liked it so, I bought it for him.  You might ask, as did he, how I could affors it.  Well, I am a member of the richest Wizard Family around, you know.  Hee hee.  Lucius is going to hit the roof when he finds out how much of his presiouse money I have spent.  Good, he needs to learn what the price of keeping me around is.

    I think, I'm in trouble.  I think.....well maybe it was just all the excitement and such.  Oh, I;m scared.  What id I am, falling for this guy?  I don't want him in any danger.  Oh, if Draco found out.  Not that Draco is a threat to Max but, my father is.  The way Max looks at me, it makes me nervouse, i na good way.  Well, we'll just have to wait and see.  How could I possibly fall for a guy I just met.  Right?

   We went back to the common room.  I didn't want Draco finding me there, with Max.  I wanted this night to end perfectly.  I wanted to remember how Max looked when the owner of the shop gave him the broom, I wanted to remember the first time I really looked into those wonderful blue eyes and I didn't want Draco in those memories....

    i can't help myself.  I keep finding that I'm staring at him.  It's kinda funny because it makes him so nervouse.  Sorry Max.  He ran his hand through his hair this time,  How I wanted it to be me doing that....  I came here only knowing three people who, annoyed me.  Now, after tonight, if i don't make any other friends the rest of my life, it'll be ok becouse, i have Max...

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I LOVE IT

[Kiara Johnson]

(Thanks, I'll write more after more posts)

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[Kiara Johnson]

     Max and I talked for a while.  He commented on my Alchamy book said he too liked the suject.  The topic turned to Harry and guess who shows up in the Slytherin Common room at one o'clock in the mornig!!!  You guessed it, Harry!   Coincedence?  I don't know.  Max looked somewhat uncomfertable and he left.  I was really sorry to see him leave but, Now, I can talk with Harry.  I was right, he does feel the smae way as I do.  Max came back down and he seems to think there is a resemblece in the two of us.  It's possible, I guess.  In my bith certificate it states that I was one of two live births, My mom never told me what had happend to my twin, maybe....