DEAR DIARY WIZARDS AND MUGGLES
Chapter 1 Unwelcome/Parting
Vernon Dursley
Dear Diary,
What a rotten day that was. Well it started out just fine, had a good morning at the office, was focused on a large order of drills I was due to get later in the day. All in all a jolly good morning, until lunch time, that's when it turned sour.
It was lunchtime, I had just been to the bakery, and was crossing back to work when I saw a heap of people wearing odd clothes. Long coats/cloaks. And in summer. Very odd, that sort of thing always unnerves me. They were talking in whispers in little groups as acting they had something to hide. Yet they all seemed happy. As I was passing 1 I heard something that sent a chill down my spine. It was the name potter and harry. Petunias sister's family name, the kids name.
Back at the office, I started dialling home, to warn my wife, but then I decided against it. Although the clothes was a tell tale sign, I thought there is no reason to be alarmed there are heaps of potters in the country/world and harry might not even be the kids name. So, I decided to try to forget about it. I didn't want to upset petunia.
Then, it got even worse for after work, still feeling distracted I ran straight into one of them.
He was dressed the same, and when I tried to apologise he grinned and said nothing could upset him when some fellow called you know who was gone and then he called me a muggle!
Later on, I had to bring it up. On the news there was reports of owls flying around in broad daylight and shooting stars. Of course, she was none too happy and tight lipped when I broached it. She had not of course heard from her and yes, the kids name was harry. So,the people from earlier did mean her good for nothing sister then. And from the looks of it something big was going on. But, that should not affect us at all. They know damn well we don't want to have a bar of them.
I think it will be ok, this shouldn't affect us at all. Better not, they know they are unwelcome.
Vernon
Petunia
Dear Diary,
The life of the mother of a young baby/toddler can never really be said to be easy. My day was good/like usual today. As usual dudley kicked and screamed at me for sweets. I don't of course give into him when in public, that would show bad mothering. But when at home, I find the best way to keep him happy and myself sane is to give in to him.
Next door is having problems with her kid too, and dudders picked up a new word shan't! When we got home he kept using it. Drove me up the wall a bit, but at least he know what he wants at such a young age. That will help him later on in life I think.
This evening though my silly husband upset me. He went and brought up my good for nothing strange sister. Asking if I had heard from here recently, and then inquiring after the kids name. Afterwards, I felt rattled/uneasy as I always do when she is brought up or something to do with her happens, had to spend an 1 hour cleaning to feel better.
Still, what he said about the owls and shooting stars having something to do her lot, made sense. So maybe something has happened..but if it has we should have nothing to fear. They know very well we don't want anything to do with them. So, I won't dwell on it.
Time for bed.
Petunia
Hagrid
Dear Diary
Today was such a sad, sad day, but also filled with happiness and many of our kind celebrating.
I had the orrible task of flying little harry to his relo's were Dumbldore wanted him left. I still can't get me head around it , Lily and James dead and all and p poor little harry living with muggles and from what minerva said, they are not the nicest of them either.
But, I think dumbledore only has little harry's best interestes at heart. He would grow up with so much fame and all it be enough to turn anyones head. And they do say, there is nothing like family. Just hope they treat him well and all. He dosn't need any more suffering.
Well, im off to join dumbledore and minerva in a spot o celbrating, for it is a bit of joy that you know who appears to have gone.
Hagrid
Minerva
Dear Diary,
Spent all day as a cat today. Whatching the muggles at the place were Albus was coming later tonight. They did not look like a nice lot of muggles either. Saw their son kick his mother and demands lollies. Shocking.
Then, on the news I discovered some of our kind were being reckless enough to get on their news. I know they all have reason to celebrate but really, a sense of decorum is in Albus did show up,my fears and anxities were confirmed. Lily and James dead. Been hearing it all day, but did not really believe it until I heard it from Albus. They were good people true to our cause and so young. Poor little harry. I still have doubts that these people should raise harry, they are just too different. But, I trust Albus to have only harry's best interests at heart, so went along with his wishes.
For now, harry goodbye. Will see you at hogwarts some day. Myself, Hagrid and Albus are off to celebrate a bit now, for despite all the trajedy, you know who vanishing is the best thing in the wizarding world in years. For that I smile. Best wishes dear harry.
Minerva
Albus
Dear Diary,
A day full of both trajedy and happiness. The task I did tonight, I did with a heavy heart. Part of me did not want to leave harry with those muggles, but he needs to grow up away from all the fuss. To many kids who grow up surrounded by famous people do not grow up well adjusted. I just hope it was the right move. I am fairly sure it is though I am rarely wrong you know!
Had to smile on way here at all the parties I passed, everyone is taking the chance to party. I can't blame them myself. Perhaps they should have waited longer before celebrating to show respect to the decent dead, but some many have died so far I think they think it would not matter.
I got hagrid to bring harry, as if I did it I might have gone against my word and taken him home after all. I trust hadgrid with my life, I knew he could do the job. I myself do not think he is really dead, just gone, for now. Hopefully for many years and if he ever returns we will be more ready for him.
I have decided to go celebrate with the others. Goodluck, harry potter. Our paths will meet again.
Albus