HP: Monster

I'm a monster.

A Slytherin student you hate.

You can't stand me,

but you have no choice but to take me in.

I love you, like a moth flying into a flame.

Tell me, my dear Professor McGonagall, can you accept an ugly monster like me?

Please note that this story came out of a bet. The character and timeline were kindly provided by the friend who won the bet.

It's been a long time since I read the original, so the plot will inevitably contain things like holes and bugs.

The author does not accept supplements. Readers, please just enjoy the story, and don't fight or trade personal attacks.

Please keep the following in mind:

1. The early part of this story consists entirely of the heroine's diary entries. The main narrative only begins once the original plot starts.

2. This isn't really a fanfic derived from the original, but one based on a flop fanfic my friend wrote years ago. She deleted the original long ago, but I have a copy (?ω?). So don't panic if you see major changes. Of course, I'll try to stick as close to the original as I can (probably _(:з"∠)_).

3. Professor McGonagall won't stay middle-aged the whole time. I'll make her younger, trust me. Look into my sincere eyes.