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A/N: This is just a quick idea that I had. Updates will be extremely sporadic. If I have an extra plot bunny or two and a couple of minutes maybe I'll write a new entry. :)
All of these are going to be very short drabble-like journal entries. Nothing will be exceedingly long. I don't think Harry has that much time to write much anyhow.
The rating is currently K+. However, this might change as Harry's journal entries progress.
July 1st – Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!
So, I found this journal in Dudley's pile of stuff in this room. It looked like it hadn't even been opened, so I decided, why not? I have nothing else to do in my time locked in this small, dusty room. Why not write a bit and see where it gets me?
My homework is still locked in the cupboard under the stairs. I don't think I'll get a chance to ever get my homework done. I'll have to get Hermione's help… she'll look at me with that why-didn't-you-do-your-work look and then give me the answers.
Snape will give me a sneer and fail me either way. McGonagall will give me a disappointed look and barely pass me. Oh well. I think my life has become a little too predictable.
You can hear the birds chirping and feel the breeze a bit through the bars on my window. Hedwig's empty cage is sitting next to the window. I don't even know where Hedwig is right now; I released her almost as soon as I got back to 4 Privet Drive. She's smart, though. She'll probably come back when I'm on the Hogwarts Express.
My muscles are aching from the work that Aunt Petunia has been putting me through. Honestly, does she do nothing but order me around to do chores? I feel like a house elf, although I'm not extremely eager to do whatever work is offered to me.
Dudley has been throwing pebbles at my window for the whole day now. What, does he think I'm going to stick my head out of the window? And he'll say, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!" I think I'll go mad if he really did say that, after rolling on the floor laughing. I think Dudley would really just keep on throwing the rocks at my face.
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