Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, I do not make any money out of it either. Shame.

The characters are not mine, the plot however, is.

Sunday 11th October

They say the best way to start any story, is at the beginning, and in true fashion, that does make sense. But in my case, I don't know where the beginning of my story is.

Perhaps it's the first time I had sex with my professor, or maybe even the second time? I don't know… It could even be when he told me he didn't want it to be a secret anymore.

But the fact remains, I'm sleeping with my Professor, and I have been for some time.

If only my friends knew, sweet little old me, sleeping with one of the teachers. Oh they would die, metaphorically speaking, well maybe literally if shock has anything to do with it, and they'd definitely be shocked so perhaps they might die literally? I hope not because despite how annoying they are I do like them.

But I'm getting off the point, if they knew about my 'extra-curricular activities' then it would no longer be a secret, correct?

So really in terms of beginnings, mine should start with how I came to sleep with him, it seems the most logical place to start, and as a logical person it appeals to me, except that I don't quite know how we ended up in this position, or why we continued for a matter of fact, especially since we declared it as a mistake the first time. Oops?

I can't really complain, neither can he, if you know what I mean. I'm winking currently but you can't tell, so really the affects lost, shame.

So you want my story…

I'll give you a story, you might not like it, and I don't particularly care, because really between you and me, whose really going to read this? I seriously hope no one because that could be unfortunate, bang goes my reputation, oh dear, how sad, never mind! Moving on…

So first things first, Introductions right?

I'd tell you my name but at the risk of someone finding this, I'm going to keep my name a secret and go by the name… Ivy, I don't know why. So facts about me: I'm 17, a witch, I'm in my final year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I'm pretty sure I might be in love with my professor –the one I'm sleeping with.

Oh diary, whatever will I do?

So there you have the start, I can trust you to keep this safe, right?

A/N: so this wouldn't leave my mind, what do you think?