August 29th

Something I've never quite been sure of is how to start each entry of a diary- should you start with 'Dear diary', or just write in it straight away. I read the diary of a Muggle girl who was killed in the second world war, named Anne Frank, and she started all of her entries 'Dear Kitty'. I think I'm going to start mine 'Dear Jamie', because of a Muggle song my auntie on my mother's side- Lorna- introduced me to. The song is called 'Dear Jamie... Sincerely Me' by a band called HelloGoodbye. The song is so important to me because me and auntie Lorna ventured into muggle London to see this band play live (with eclectric guitars and piano-like-things and everything) just six days before she died. It absolutely broke my heart, even though I was only ten at the time. I say only ten, I'm just eleven now, so not that much older. But anyway, that song means a lot to me, and makes me think of my auntie Lorna, and my mum says that it's unhealthy to bottle up feelings, and that I can always talk to her, or dad, or Freddie (my little brother, who is only a year younger than me), or any of my hundreds of aunts/uncles/cousins/etc I seem to have, but if I don't want to do that, then I should write it down, and THEN she gave me this diary, so that's what I'm going to do. I'm going to keep a diary. And I'm going to start each entry with 'Dear Jamie', and signed 'Sincerely Me'.

Dear Jamie,

Firstly, I should introduce myself. My name is Roxanne Eloise Weasley, I am the daughter of George and Angelina Weasley, and I have one younger brother, Freddie. I am eleven years old (as I already said) and Freddie is ten, so he'll be coming to Hogwarts in my second year. I have a large extended family- Nanna Molly and Grampa Arthur are my dad's parents, and they have four other sons, one daughter, three daughters-in-law and one son-in-law, and twelve grandchildren, myself and Freddie included. They used to have another son- my dad's twin, uncle Fred, but sadly he died before I was born. He founded the joke shop my dad used to run with him, that he now runs with his younger brother, uncle Ron. Grandma Eloise and Grandpa Tay had two daughters- my mum and her elder sister, Auntie Lorna. Auntie Lorna had no children before she passed away. I miss auntie Lorna.

In three days time I head off to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the first time. I hope that I get sorted into Gryffindor house! I'm so excited already! Uncle Bill and Auntie Fleur's three kids (Victoire, Louis and Dominique) are all there already, Victoire and Dominique are in Ravenclaw house, and Louis is in Gryffindor. Uncle Percy and Auntie Audrey's twins are there already too (Molly and Lucy) and they are both in Ravenclaw. Dad says it doesn't matter which house I'm sorted into, but I think he may disown me if I'm placed in Slytherin. I'm scared to ask if he will or not.

And even though I'm sure I should be worried about which house I'm about to be sorted into, I find myself more worried about the fact that last week mum took me into town to buy a BRA! Seriously, I am eleven, and I need a BRA! None of the other girls in my muggle school need a bra yet! What if I end up like some of those strange women you see in dodgy magazines that are kept on the top page in the shops, where they have a chest larger than a small country? AND I've already started having periods, and I know for a fact that none of the other girls in my class have! What is wrong with me? What if my bra becomes undone at school? What if I forget my period is due? What if none of the other girls are as 'biologically advanced' as me? Ahhhhhhhhh!

On a lighter note, my youngest cousin, Hugo, who is seven, shoved a pea up his nose yesterday, and refused to let his mum (Auntie Hermione to me) use a sucking charm to remove it 'in case she sucked out his brains'. Uncle Ron said she'd have a hard job because he obviously didn't have any brains if he shoved a pea up his nose. Auntie Hermione hit him and told him not to be so cruel to his only son, especially at a family meal. Whilst this little exchange happened, much to everyone else's amusement, Auntie Ginny talked quietly to Hugo in a corner, and he simply exhaled through his nose, and the pea popped right out. One thing I must say is that family meals are never boring where our family are concerned.

There won't be any more family meals for a while though, with me, Vic, Louis, Dom, Molly and Lucy at Hogwarts this year. Still, at least we can have a mini family meal, or at least, we can if I'm put in Ravenclaw. Louis says we need to up the number of Gryffindor Weasleys, and that I should just think "GRYFFINDOR GRYFFINDOR GRYFFINDOR" very loudly in my head when I'm wearing the Sorting Hat. I love cousin Louis. I love all of my cousins, of course, but I think Louis is my favourite, but please don't tell anyone else I said that. Of course you won't tell anyone else that, you're a book. Anyway, Louis is going to be in his fourth year this year, Vic will be in her fifth, Dom her third, Molly and Lucy their third as well. On top of all that, Vic has been made Prefect of Ravenclaw house. Now, I love Vic, but she can be a right bossy so-and-so, so Gryffindor house is looking better and better.

Must be off, it's gone midnight!

Sincerely Me.

August 30th

Dear Jamie,

Okay, now I'm panicking more about which house I'll be in. What if the Sorting Hat thinks that I'm being very Slytherin-like in thinking "GRYFFINDOR" loudly? What if it thinks that's a sly thing to do? Then what am I going to do? AAAAAAH!

Sincerely Me.

August 31st

Dear Jamie,

I know I complain a lot about my little brother Freddie, but I really do love him to pieces, and I am going to miss him so much this year. I can't believe that after tomorrow I won't see him again until Christmas. It makes me want to cry! And no mum or dad! I feel so weepy! I think maybe my period is sneaking up on me again, I need a chocolate frog..

BLOODY DAD! I just ate a chocolate toad (one of father's creations) which, instead of being a nice chocolate snack with a card in the wrapper, turns you into a toad for five minutes! And he INSISTS on testing them out on his family first! GRRR! This is the last straw! I am SO looking forward to going to Hogwarts now, at least nobody there will be testing joke shop products on me, or turning me into toads unexpectedly (or at least I hope not), or taking me shopping for a third bra 'just in case I lose the first and second ones'. How the HELL would I lose my bras? Is mother insinuating that I will be taking my bras off in inappropriate places? I cannot WAIT to be out of this mad house! Aww, Freddie says I look stressed and do I want a chocolate frog? Of course I do.

NO I DON'T! My own little brother has gone over to the dark side! There I was, thinking my sweet little brother was trying to cheer up his big sister with a small chocolatey gift, when in actuality, he was trying to turn me into a toad! I am so unimpressed! And now I won't miss him either. Thank Merlin I'm off to Hogwarts tomorrow, there's only so many times you can be turned into a toad in one day without it driving you completely insane.

Sincerely Me.

September 1st

Dear Jamie,

I am on my way to Hogwarts! I am on the train as we speak! I didn't even cry at the platform when I said goodbye to Freddie and my parents, mostly because of the toad incidents of yesterday. Uncle Percy was there with his wife and the twins, both of whom are a bit stuck-up for my liking, but whom I may be getting to know better from this evening on if I get sorted into Ravenclaw. We were soon joined by Auntie Fleur- Uncle Bill had to get to work early that day. She had Victoire, Louis and Dominique in tow. All of them smiled and hugged me and wished me luck, Louis' hug lasted the longest, telling me to think Gryffindor subtly as his head was next to mine.

The parents loaded our trunks onto the train, and soon we were off! I was scared about not having anyone to sit with, everybody else having run off to sit with friends. Louis told me I could come and sit with him, but I told him I should probably find some friends in my own year. He shrugged and told me to come and find him later if I needed him, which I thought was very sweet of him. He's like my older brother, is cousin Louis. I walked about halfway down the train, and found a carriage with four young looking students, all looking rather nervous, so I went in and introduced myself. Two of them looked vaguely familiar, like I had probably met them before at a party, or my parents knew theirs, or something, and they turned out to be twins Jacob and Emma Longbottom. Ah, of course, Neville and Hannah Longbottom's twins. Neville and Hannah are also apparently my auntie and my uncle, even though I'm not related to them. Apparently it's because they 'showed solidarity and bravery in the face of true evil'. I think this means that they helped to bring down You-Know-Who. I vaguely remembered meeting them at a BBQ my uncle Harry hosted a couple of years ago. They both seem nice enough. Jacob is convinced he will be placed in Gryffindor like, he assured me, I would. I don't know how he could possibly ascertain this, but it was nice to see that somebody had some faith in me. Emma, on the other hand, thought she might prefer Hufflepuff, like their mother. Their dad, Neville, is the Herbology Professor at Hogwarts.

Also in the carriage is a girl named Natalie Starr. She keeps moving around and fidgeting, and casting odd looks at myself and the Longbottom twins. She introduced herself as 'Proud Pureblood'. Oh, she's left now, probably to find some more Slytherin-y friends. I'd bet a hundred galleons that's where she'll end up, and then they'll all sit together and talk about how superior they are because they're purebloods. I mean, I'm a pureblood too, and it's not something to be ashamed of, but it's hardly something you thrust in someone's face at the first possible opportunity. I'm proud to be a pureblood too, but I'm proud because I come from two fantastic families, and I certainly don't think that I'm more important than anybody that isn't a pureblood, or at least, not for that reason.

The last person sitting in our carriage is another girl named Jessica Smith. She seems nice too, but quite nervous. I think Natalie freaked her out a bit- I think Jessica (or Jess as she prefers to be known) is a muggle-born witch, as when Natalie left, she asked me what 'Pureblood' meant. I explained it to her, and we haven't spoken since, although I think that's just because I'm being a bit anti-social and writing in here instead of talking to her. Maybe I should stop writing for a bit and attempt conversation. Yes, I'll do that.

Sincerely Me.

Still September 1st

Dear Jamie,

I hope I end up in the same house as Jess, she seems really cool! She's just nipped to the loo now, and the twins are playing chess, so I'm writing again. Wait, Louis is at the carriage door. Aww, he's bought me a chocolate frog! WAIT! I'm experiencing Deja Vu! Where's the wrapper? Oh, okay, it's in the wrapper. And there's a card inside. Oh look! It's Uncle Ron's card! My uncles Harry and Ron and auntie Hermione were mostly responsible for destroying You-Know-Who, and so they were each given their own Chocolate Frog cards. Okay, I've not turned into a toad, this is good, but Louis is giving me odd looks. Perhaps because I'm writing in this and not talking to him. Be right back.

Or not, write later.

Sincerely Me.

Still Still September 1st

Dear Jamie,

We're all getting changed into our robes! I'm getting so excited! It's finally dawning that I really AM going to Hogwarts! Plus, through her white shirt, I can clearly see a bra strap on Jess' shoulder. Yesss! Oh dear, she saw me looking. And, no way! She was scared she would be the only first year wearing a bra too! Oh, we are so meant to be best friends for the next seven years!

It feels so weird putting on a tie! I'm not sure it's on right. Wait, Louis' outside again. And he's fixed my tie, good old Louis, and he's wished me good luck for the sorting, and told me to be in Gryffindor. I'll try Lou, I promise.

THE TRAIN IS SLOWING DOWN!

Sincerely Me.