The first chapter of the awaited sequel! We will jump back in time for Chapter One and the following story and will catch up to this part eventually!
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25 July 2021,
Today was my sixteenth birthday and for some hideous reason the entire family decided it would be a wonderful excuse for a party. Which means, of course, that there are about fifty people here, and that is not an exaggeration, and there is more food than any of us can eat.
Everyone has gone home now and my presents are piled in a ridiculous heap, I am in an absurdly generous family.
This is probably one of my favourite presents. A journal from my god-parents. Only part of their gift but I have wanted a journal for months now and I finally have one and have no idea what to write. Most people write about themselves so maybe I should conform and follow the norm? It is something I am good at, blending into a crowd so people don't notice the strange 'half'-human. Not that this means I am a saint, oh no, Uncle Harry says I am like dad was at Hogwarts, the 'brains' of our small group. We can get away with some of the best pranks and no one ever finds out. Driving the Slytherins mad is probably my favourite. Most of them are stuck up prats!
I am sixteen as of today. I have long, wavy black hair, (the waves care of Daddy, the black care of Mum) and violet eyes. Well, the change colour, all sorts of purples from light to dark. Mum was a metamorphagus and my brother told me that when she was pregnant with me her hair refused to change colour from purples, so my eyes inherited this rather bizarre trait!
I go to Hogwarts and am starting my sixth year once the summer holidays are over. A year of reprieve between OWLS and NEWTS. I was sorted into Gryffindor in first year, which is just as well seeing my brother told me I was their mascot since I was five. I always thought I should have been put in Hufflepuff, I am hardly brave, but arguing with the Sorting Hat is like telling Professor Trelawney that Divination is not an exactly magic: it's a waste of time! I practically grew up at Hogwarts, after Daddy became a teacher then when I was six I used to sit in his or my god-mother's classes and I was always being dragged around the school by my brother or 'cousins'. I don't think many people know those halls like I do, as if having the Marauders Map in the family wasn't enough I could add another dozen rooms to that with very little effort! Daddy is a werewolf and some of the traits were passed onto me, I get headaches every full moon, and if I am upset of angry at the full moon then I transform. Needless the say this means I am cosseted and coddled at full moon (which drives me insane but makes everyone else feel better apparently) and it just about kills Dad if I do transform.
I am the only girl in my family, there is just my brother and I, and he is seven years older than me and is ridiculously over-protective. Most of the family are like that. I was born nine weeks early and was so small that Muggle Doll's clothes were too big for me! Daddy says I barely grew and even now I hardly reach his shoulder and apparently being the smallest means that I have to be coddled, never mind that I can disarm James Potter without even trying. My brother still lives at home, well, home during the summer, Hogwarts during term, daddy has a gorgeous suite of rooms that I grew up in and we each have our own room. I asked him why he still lived there and he laughed at me and told me the day dad let either one of us leave the nest would never come.
It's true really, we are both very close to him, me especially, I still tell him everything which most people my age think is silly but not for us. Daddy practically raised me on his own after we lost Mum. Well, we didn't really lose her technically. It's a long story… A very long story.
But back to Daddy… he is the best father anyone could ask for, he doesn't think so of course but my brother and I make sure he knows it. He is always willing to do anything for us and would do anything to make us happy! Speaking of which, he is bringing me a hot chocolate so now is my time to leave and sleep.
I will write in you tomorrow little diary!