September 1
[Sometime after 11]

Samson Carswell is the most confusing person I've hever had a chance to meet. And I don't know if this is good or bad - he stands out, that's for sure. But he also gives me a crazy headache and makesme blush a lot and feel both incredible and stupid and silly and pretty much foolish. Also, he gives me goose bumps. I'm not sure. Good or bad? He makes me think much more than anyone else ever has and it's infuriating, you know? Merlin, he's got this fascinating aura to him. Like, he doesn't spek much, unless he's with that friend of his or being ticked off by someone, like that one girl from dinner. Most of the time, though, he seems quiet and withdrawn. Then, he's suddenly laughing and joking and being all playful with Mister Ryan. Ugh, I don't know if it's because he doesn't to talk or if he just doesn't want to talk to me or something.

Not that this should be bothering me.

Samson Carswell is a stupid boy. And there will be many, many better boys out there than him.

I wish he would notice me though. We will not write such foolish things, Issy. Mature, confident. There is no need of Samson Carswell in our lives.

Other than that, I've safely arrived at Hogwarts and, as highly anticipated, been sorted Ravenclaw. Daddy will be utterly proud when I tell him. Sam is also a Ravenclaw. Already, I know many Ravenclaws - Mister Ryan, Samson, Juniper, this really rotten girl from the opening feast. Callie was sorted Slytherin and Aiden a Gryffindor. How sad. I hoped one, or both, really, would be Ravenclaws with me. However, as rotten as it is to say, I'm glad they're not in a House together. Callie... almost seems like... a control freak. Maybe it's very paranoid of me, but I just kind of feel like she doesn't want Aiden and I to be very close friends.

Sometimes, my friendship with her feels funny. Strange.

Of course, I've hardly known her very long. I may just be being very silly.

I cannot lie, though. Part of me really misses home. How strange it has been today, to not see Fredreich (he couldn't see me off at the train. It was terribly sad. Though, he did give me a sweet little note that I shall post in here) or Mattio or Mummy or Daddy. Already, I miss my bed and Gaia the pony and the stables and running amuck with Fredreich and Mattio. Somehow, I even miss the chaos of the kitchen while dinner is being prepared. This doesn't feel right. Just a small case of homesickness. Surely, it won't be long before I get used to Hogwarts.

I want to continue writing, but I feel so exhausted and the girls in the room are finally slowing their chatter. Hopefully they'll be asleep soon, so I can be, too. G'night.

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[Posted: From Fredreich's letter]

Dear Tellie;

I apologize for not being able to see you off at the train station, but you know I wouldn't have been able to get through the barrier anyway. I'm but a Muggle, after all. The house won't be the same without you around. I don't know how Mattio and I are going to manage, without our Queen and the Champion of Statues and the Best Chess player around. Playtime won't be the same and even though he won't admit it, I know Mattio will miss you. He's just still upset about not being able to go. Poor kid.

I just wanted to remind you, though, that you've been a great friend. You guys are an amazing family and I'm so overjoyed your parents took me in as they did. It's been a great fortunancy to meet you, Tellie, and while your'e at school, we'll do our best to manage without you. Just remember how amazing you are and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Anyone would be lucky to have you on their side. Don't forget that and never let anyone make you believe otherwise. You'll promise me that, right?

Good.

Keep in touch, Tellie. Just because you're making new friends doesn't mean you can forget about us.

Love,
Fredreich.

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A few drops have smudged and blurred the ink of her own neat handwriting and the parchment lined with scrawling ink.

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This is the journal of my SS RP charrie, Isabella Cortella. Naturally, everything read in here is unknown to anyone else. =] It's just a nice way to track her thoughts and convey what's going on in that little head of hers. Heehee. Plus, I'm somewhat obsessed with this character, so you can't honestly blame me, now can you? =P Anyway. Feedback is allowed and welcomed, encouraged, especially. :3 And if you wanna know any more, go ahead and ask. =] Teehee. Enjoy!

Yaaay for Samson being mentioned for the most part! Lmao. xD

Pfft. Issy's a bad liar. Sam's not a stupid boy and she knows it .

Write mooore . I love it already. ^__^

HAHA my inner shipping monster has came out to ship Issy and Samson. That would be cute XD this journal entry fanfic idea is actually appealing to me. MOAR PLZ

Awww c'mon, rotten girl? *pokes Issy* Well, alright, I admit it, she IS kinda rotten

I wanna read more about this Issy/Samson relationship

Control Freak!!!!?!?! And that's right Aiden and you= never friends ever ever ever.

Wow. *sniff* That hurts *sniff* *shuts Callies mouth.*

BRILLIANT as usually mah Ashsicle. Keep it upppp!

Samson... might get mentioned... a lot

Poor Issy. She can't help it! SHE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND WHY SAMSON IS SO SPECIAL! She wants to convince herself SO badly that he's a stupid boy, so she'll stop crushing on this boy who doesn't even seem to like her back. =[

Poor baby.

I shall be writing more. MUCH more. =]]

ENJOY!

Yaaaay we've got the Professors on our side! xD Not that Samsson is like, NOT obvious or anything. But you know, the shipping monster knows cute fluff when it sees it, yeah?

I really like this idea, myself. :3 Hence why I'm writing it. I think it's fun to track Issy's thoughts.

MOR CAN HAZ COME NOW!

Hey. You know your character well. =P Issy has her thoughts, anyway. And can we really deny her the funnies that make us chortle? Teehee.

MORE COMING LOVE!

-rolls- Oh, Callie. You can't hold it against ME what Issy says about you. And shall I even pull out quotes of what YOU think about darlingest Issy? Ahhh that's what I thought.

Issy: AIDEN AND I CAN BE FRIENDS IF WE WANT!
-covers Issy's mouth-

Anyway. Thank you, PicklePie ^____^ I'm glad you enjoy. I figured YOU would get a kick out of Issy's inner monologue. =]


And now cheeldren. I present to you.

MOAR! (It's short, I know. But. Yah. xD)

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September 2
[Sometime after 10 am]

I haven’t got much time to write this – I’ve just run upstairs to change my shoes but had to quickly scribble this down, so my handwriting probably looks all scratchy and hard to read but I have to get this out as quickly as I can. Suddenly, I’m not even sure what to write or what to say but I kind of feel like Samson and I had a MOMENT. But I don’t know what KIND of moment or if it was a moment at all.

I was sitting on the couch, talking to Juniper about going outside (I wish the rain would just not come!) and suddenly, Samson topples over the back of the couch and is in my lap. Which was, in itself, totally shocking and made it hard to breathe. But then! THEN! When he DID sit up, he totally leant over towards me and had his arm behind me and surely he was playing around but the point remained he was so CLOSE to me and I couldn’t BREATHE and it was just so surprising and shocking! I was so giddy, too, because he was grinning and laughing and playing along.

I love it when he calls me little flower; I shouldn’t, because it’s merely a nickname, but I do, oh so very much. Bad Isabella! Samson is merely a stupid boy and you should think nothing more of him.

Which is why you should stop blushing right now!

STOP IT ISABELLA! No boy is so special and no boy has ever BEEN this special. So stop flushing and acting like a fool. There’s nothing that great about him. Sure, he looks amazing and he seems really mysterious and alluring and getting him to smile or laugh is a challenging game in itself but why should you jump through so many hoops? So. Stop it.

…it was totally a moment, though, wasn’t it?

Ag! Juniper is waiting! I need to get downstairs.

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Samson... might get mentioned... a lot

Poor Issy. She can't help it! SHE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND WHY SAMSON IS SO SPECIAL! She wants to convince herself SO badly that he's a stupid boy, so she'll stop crushing on this boy who doesn't even seem to like her back. =[

Poor baby.

I shall be writing more. MUCH more. =]]

ENJOY!

Lolololz! This is gonna be fun. I love it when people talk about my Samson. Especially from Issy's point of view. THEY ARE JUST SO CUTE. -squeal-



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Bahaha. She changed her shoes XD. They so had a moment. Fr rlz. One of these days Samson's gonna look back on all this and say, 'Issy and I were made for each other kthx.'

SQUEE.

<3

LOL. Okay. I have totally become a Sam/Issy shipper too.

That was brillient. I loved it. *waits for more*

Alright... Sorry Prachi but from now I'mma wear Issy/Samson t-shirts instead of Sabrina/Samson XD So sorry but I just can't handle it

Those two are just waaaaay too cute *giggles at Issy*

I love how she couldn't breathe XD

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Alright... Sorry Prachi but from now I'mma wear Issy/Samson t-shirts instead of Sabrina/Samson XD So sorry but I just can't handle it

Those two are just waaaaay too cute *giggles at Issy*

I love how she couldn't breathe XD

LOL.

That's okay. I forgive you. Poor Sabrina. *pets her* LOL.

They are very cute. *nods head*

Hahahahah the shipping monster knows cute ships when it sees them. It also knows angsty ships like Ashlie/Mike

She seems very emotionally confused. Poor dear. Haha she's what eleven though? Completely adorable <3

I just got this great mental image of YOU acting the same way around a boy. All giggly and stuff. Haha how adorable.

This made me laugh. Yes Isabella it was TOTALLY a moment.


GIVE THE SHIPPING MONSTER MOAR

oooho! So this is what you-all were talking about! I like it, but I'm going to have to lock up my memory of it as soon as I comment.

That is SOO cute. She's describing herself to herself. I did that when I was eleven but I had no one like Samson so I was able to breathe. Unless I just decided to not breathe.

What? That's a lie! Admit you like him, Issy! You'll never have peace until you admit it! Trust me, I know! Been there, done that!

Issy shouldn't lie to herself, it's bad for the sanity and if she doesn't admit she likes him she'll never get over him.

I like this. Issy is entertaining. Can I be her psychiatrist? I think she might need counseling, but don't we all?

Heh heh heh. Ashizzle, you never fail to please, do you? It's so entertaining, bless Issy.

Keep writing, and I'll keep reading <333

A MOMENTOOO?! *gaspeth*

Very Niceee Sicle.

BAHAHAHA.

Tsk. It was wrong to ship Sabrina/Samson in the first place. They're just frieeeends! Though I admit they have their moments, too. :]

Yaaayz for gaining more shippers.

And yaaayz 'Shriee for writing more!

*new reader* aha! an Ashlie FF!

LoLoLoLoL Smason! I thought he didn't date...no wait, he was flirting, not dating...*snickers*

Isabella amuses me...she's crushing on Samson...

Great big Author's Note coming in and then I'll have an update tonight. =] (I think I wanna keep my comment replies and story seperate. To keep up the look of the journal. xD)

I personally love Issy's point of view. She's obviously 11. Try as she might to act older, in the end it fails and she thinks silly little childish thoughts that make us squeal with glee.

xD It was easier to just change shoes than to search the Common Room. Later, she'll either a.) find the shoe or b.) realize she can accio it. xD LOLOL

I can't wait for that day. Issy can show him her journal one day. ROFL

<33333 SQUEEEEEE

I love it when I convert people. =] Teehee. They're just completely meant to be. -nods-

Glad you loved it. ^___^ Thanks!

-envisions these t-shirts- AHAHAHHAHAA Samssy is taking over! Fluff wins people over. -nods-

Issy takes pleasure in your comment and would like to say: I know I'm cute Thank you very much. =]

Ahhh yes, the inability to breathe when your soul mate is around. Even if she doesn't realize he's her soul mate.

Awwww, poor Sabrina. -pets her-

Does she like Samson? (I've heard that she does so I just want to get my story straight. )

I'm sure in time it will be acceptable. xD

Shipping Monster needsd to stop mentioning Ashlie/MIke be a little more patient. xD Props to Shipping Monster for spotting the cuteness.

Exactly. xD She's merely 11 (alright, just about 12) but it's to be expected that she'll be all confused and everything. Plus she's trying to convince herself that she DOESN'T want to like him.

.....-cough- WhyEVER would you get such an image? (Okay, I do base a bit of her squeeliness on me. )

She's so confused! ROFL Everyone agrees; IT WAS A MOMENT!

COMING SOON SHIPPING MONSTER SOOOOON!

I get crazy in character so yeah, I had to create a journalfic for Issy. Teehee, just keep it all Out of Character and all is good. xD

Well of COURSE. =P She wants to remember it in great detail. It WAS, after all, a moment. An IMPORTANT moment. rofl

Ohhhhh she won't have peace for a VERY long time. -snickers- Issy likes boys. She likes to flirt. But she refuses to fall hard for a boy. Especially one who confuses her so very much.

Yes, you can be her pyschiatrist.

-lays Issy out on a couch-

Deep down, we all have a few issues. -snickers-

Awwwww I'm glad you like it, Amerz =] I'm glad you were entertained That's the goal of this ^_____^

Yaaay for hooking readers! <3333 Teehee


Heehee, thank you PicklePie =]

We're so easily excited by this. I'm amused.

-makes more icons-

Yeeesss! And hopefully it's a fic that will last longer than my others. -blushes- Heehee. ^_____^

Ahhh that's the thing though. Samson DOESN'T date. xD Poor Issy has fallen for a boy who wishes to be nothing more than POSSIBLY an aquaintance. BUT THAT WILL CHANGE!!!

Oh she SO is HURRAH! xD

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Awwww, poor Sabrina. -pets her-

Does she like Samson? (I've heard that she does so I just want to get my story straight. )

I'm sure in time it will be acceptable. xD

LOL. No. They are just friends. For now anyways.

I dunno what'll happen afterwords. I doubt she will fall for Sam, but she could.

[2:34 pm]

Okay, I won’t lie. I do miss home. Incredibly so. It’s the familiarity I think I miss, and the people there, the way my bed feels, and the way it sounds. Hogwarts feels so… different and I can’t pinpoint whether or not it’s a good or bad kind of different, either, but it’s hardly even been a full day, either. Maybe I don’t have the grounds to be judging at this very moment.

But I do miss Tomás and Lorelei and sneaking cookies with Mattio and Fredreich and I even miss Sparky. Gosh, he’s my favorite House Elf, ever. I miss the pets, too; Donotello, the big fat lazy cat, Gaia, the pony, in whose stables I spent so much time with Fredreich, and Lark and Kiera. Lemur and kinkajou. Never, prior to Pepe and Flower, have I known such cuter pets. Awww, I do hope Mattio is remembering to feed them – I used to have to remind him so often.

I suppose I’m just being silly, though. Hogwarts is beautiful and majestic and amazing and I think I’ve got a few friends now, which makes things feel a little better. It’s really hard for me to be alone – I never have been. Though Mummy and Daddy were always gone, I always had Mattio and Fredreich around, and even though Mattio is my little brother, he’s made just as good a companion as Fredreich, despite all our age differences. Plus, if I was extremely bored and the boys weren’t around or were busy, I’d sneak into the kitchen and chatter with Lorelei or wander through the Helps’ wing.

There seems to be much of Hogwarts to explore, too, though. I’d like to visit the kitchens sometime. Daddy told me, once, that Hogwarts has a lot of House Elves working there. Though, I think I left the note he wrote it in at home…

I think I’ll write Mattio a letter and send it off with a school owl. Hmph. Right now, I’m wishing I had my own owl.

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September 4
[2:04 pm]

Ran into Callie and Juni today. Callie leaves me with a bad taste in my mouth and I can’t figure out why. I might just be being a really rotten friend, kind of assuming the worst in her. But I can’t help it! I really mean that! There’s something about her that leaves me disconcerted and unnerved – the way she speaks and looks at me. It’s almost like she’s thinking dark, mean thoughts in her mind. Surely I’m just being paranoid. She’s really pretty and all, and that makes me feel kind of… insignificant, I suppose. Like she’s taunting me without actually doing it.

But there’s something about the way she speaks that seems… fake? Oh, I don’t know. I’m being petty and shallow and mean, but I just can’t help it! She reminds me of Cousin Anastasia, the 16 year old. For her Quinceañera, she went horribly out of the way to make the day absolutely about her. Sure, the party is about her, but she had all of these portraits of her out and all and invited all these boys who flocked around her in a way that made even me feel a little more than ill. The point is, Anastasia has this way of making everything about her, and that’s kind of what Callie reminds me of. Maybe I’m just being silly and imagining it, though.

Callie’s been a really good friend, after all. I need to stop thinking the worst of her.

Even if she’s greedy of Aiden.

But anyway. I ran into Callie (actually… Juni ran into Callie. I merely caught up to her) and we all stood around and chatted. There were some Slytherins being strange and dramatic at the end of the corridor and I think it had something to do with engagement and cheating maybe? I don’t know. All I know is this one girl seemed really torn up by it all and literally crumpled to the ground and continued sobbing in a really embarassing for me to watch fashion so we relocated down the hall so we couldn’t hear her. It was awful.

I don’t ever want to be like that. Boys are nice. They’re grand and cute and fun to flirt with, but Dear Merlin never, ever let me be like that girl. No boy could possibly be so great to provoke such a reaction, can he? There’s no way I can fathom being so in love with a boy that he can literally rip your heart out, stomp all over it, and leave you so torn up. Hmph. In fact, I’d rather never fall in love if that’s the case. As it is, Samson has me so confused. Whenever I’m around him, his mood and personality switch so rapidly it merely causes me whiplash.

Stupid Samson.

I’m not supposed to be thinking about you.

So get out of my mind. Please? Thank you.

….I TOLD YOU! GET OUT OF MY MIND!

Ag! I’m going to go for a walk. It sounds like it’s finally raining.

[4:23 pm]
As of this moment, I shouldn’t be writing becacuse I’m soaked and muddy but I feel so thrilled. I’ll go dry off and change and explain.

[4:31 pm]
It’s raining outside, as I mentioned earlier, and I went for a walk through the school and made my way to the Entrance Hall and the rain was coming down really, really hard. It was in sheets, I swear! And while I was looking out the window, Aiden called out to me! He and MinkyPinky were on their ways outside, too, so we went out and played in the rain.

It was fabulous. I wound up shedding my cloak, because it was getting too heavy and muddy and wasn’t keeping me dry anyway and we splashed and danced round in the puddles. Poor MinkyPinky nearly swam in some of the puddles and got so excited he ran around in circles in the most amusing fashion.

It was really fun. I know that when I first met Aiden he kind of weirded me out, because he was all hyper and crazy, but it turns out that he’s a pretty neat kid. Really loud and hyper but totally original, in this weird way. Plus, when I’m around him, I feel really happy. In a way, he kind of reminds of me Matti, except that Matti isn’t nearly as hyper or intense, I suppose. They just both have this really careless, carefree streak and when I’m around either of them, I behave the same way.

We even had a little mud fight. It was so much fun, but when I came in, I was covered in mud and I was soaked and drenching. I probably looked like a rat, with my hair matted to my head and shivering as I dragged my heavy, soaked cloak with me all the way to the Ravenclaw Common Room. Now my clothes are laying in a pile, waiting to be picked up and cleaned. I hope I didn’t forget my other cloak – I’ve no idea what I’ll wear tomorrow if the laundry isn’t done.

…how is laundry even done, here at Hogwarts, in the first place?

Hm…

Anyway, Hogsmeade trip tomorrow! I’m really excited!

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September 5
[7:40 pm]

Hogsmeade. Merlin’s Pants I love it! It’s fantastic and majestic and magnificent! So cute! There’s this… dark edge to it, the kind that reminds me of Grimm’s Fairy Tales, with the rickety little cottages and old cobblestone rodes and stone buildings. It’s really pretty – at least, in the rain it is. It was sprinkling when I made my way to Hogsmeade (I did indeed bring my other cloak, thank goodness). I couldn’t find Juni before leaving, so I could only assume she’d already left. Truly, I’d been hoping she could be along with me, in case I got lost, but I wasn’t going to miss Hogsmeade because I was by myself.

As I got into Hogsmeade, I found the village much, much larger than I’d anticipated (I figured, maybe a few stores here and there, some houses and the such) and the rain picked up. Maybe it’s because of yesterday, or because of my nostalgia for home, but I found this area of the most glorious area of puddles. So I went to splash and play in them.

Mummy always forbade me from playing in the rain. ”You’ll get all dirty; you’ll soil your clothes; Young ladies don’t play in the rain; It’s not proper for you to be all wet with your clothes clinging to you; You’re not a child, Isabella; You’ll catch your death out there!; What if you get struck by lightning?” So, Matti, Fredreich and I would always sneak outside and she would always catch us and as she was yelling at us, we’d sneak little glances at each other and have to bite our lips so we wouldn’t grin. Mummy usually thought we were just ashamed of ourselves. Then we’d slink off to our rooms and at the staircase, Matti, Fredreich and I would split off and giggle quietly.

However, while I was playing in the rain, it began to pick up and got really thick, so it was kind of hard to see much of anything. And then suddenly, I felt this impact and I was on the ground and Samson was on top of me and I was dredged in mud and water. This happens often: When we first met and I fell into him in Hogsmeade and managed to spill my butterbeer on him; in the Common Room, when he rolled over the top of the couch; when he held my shoe above my head and made me reach for it and I fell into him and he lost his balance; and just this recent one. One might think this was a sign, but perhaps Samson is just as clumsy as me? (Obviously it’s not a SIGN. It’s not like I like him or anything.)

We had… an interesting chat following, that involved chatter about bubble baths and bathing in the lake and silly things like that. He teased and chuckled and even smiled, albeit most of them smirks as he taunted me. And I think I blushed, beneath all the mud.

I don’t understand him. There’s no reason I should be dwelling on him, especially since thinking of him makes my stomach feel funny.

Maybe I ate something odd at dinner…

My exploration of Hogsmeade afterwards was cut short. I was shivering, caked in mud, and needed a warm bath, stat. So, I went back to Hogwarts early and locked myself away in a bathroom for a long, long while. Bubble baths have never been so amazing.

My, my, Issy is quite the articulate one! I didn't even learn how to use the word "albeit" until I was 16! lol.

Lmfao KelvinCake XDD

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I'm surprised. Only a mention of Samson? Issy's getting good at getting him off her mind.

Eeeeeee! I'll not lie, either. Issy is just the most adorable little thing. :3

PAMS. <3

I love it Ive only just started to read and i regret not reading sooner but this...is FABULOUS!!!

Well done

Tash xx

Huzzah! Ashizzle has written more

Heh heh heh..."You’ll get all dirty; you’ll soil your clothes; Young ladies don’t play in the rain; It’s not proper for you to be all wet with your clothes clinging to you; You’re not a child, Isabella; You’ll catch your death out there!; What if you get struck by lightning?”

Made me chuckle xxx

bwahahahaha! oh man, I can totally understand how she feels about fooling around in the rain...and all that trouble she gets into when she's caught. *reminisces* good times, good times.

and Issy is still in denial. psh. I wonder when she'll break down. The evil part of me wants to see her get jealous of some other girl Samson's flirting with.

Arg. I've been trying to get myself in here for the PASTWEEK or so. -pokes real life and work-

Ok, so far, from what I've read, this rocks! My Mashter has mad writing skilllls. =D I can't wait to read more! WOOMASHTER.

Yo Plushimon <3