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Chapter 1: Diary Introduction
A/N The first chapter is in the form or a diary entry, but the rest of the story is written as if you are watching what is going on. Confusing I know, sorry, but it was the only way that I could think of to introduce my characters. I hope you can understand it still.
Dear Diary,
I finally found you in the attic. I apologise for not writing in you sooner, so let me introduce myself. My name is Jamie Danielle Parkinson, I am 15 (and 3 months, 12 days and 4 and a half hours) old. I live in a large mansion in the countryside, have a lot of pets, am a pureblood (but in our house we do have a lot of muggle things as we like them, muggles not things, although things are quite cool, but anyway I have gotten off the point) and am starting my 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry tomorrow.
For the last 5 years my brother and I have been home schooled by a friend of the family, Marie Zabini. But unfortunately she and her family moved and, since she doesn't know how to apparate, I am being sent to Hogwarts.
Luckily I know a few people who go there, such as Marie's son, Blaise, he used to come over a lot during the holidays. Of corse my, hated very much by me, cousin Pansy and finally over of my best friends (long distance) Hermione Granger. I know her because my aunt is married to a muggle and her works with Hermione's father. We met when I was staying with my aunt and the Grangers were over for dinner, and ever since then we have met up in most holidays and kept in touch by owl post. Also she knows HARRY POTTER! I know I couldn't believe it either when she mentioned it. He is one of her best friends, how cool is that! She also has another called Ron Weasley, but THE Harry Potter, can you imagine, wow……
Anyway back to me and stuff to do with me. My family. My mother is Yasmin Parkinson, she is 35 and works at the ministry as head of the Educational Policies Department, she arranged myself and my brother going to Hogwarts. My father is Peter Parkinson, he is 36 and is the new head of the Magical Co-operation department at the ministry. My brother is Daniel Parkinson, he is a year and 2 months, 3 days and 14 hours older than me, I know I'm too precise, so he will be starting his 7th year, I'm quite glad though that we are going together so I will at least have 1 person to talk to. We get along alright but, in classic brother-sister fashion, we argue a lot.
Okay……..um……..family…….me……….friends………Pets! I mentioned towards the beginning that we like muggle things and have a lot of pets well let me go through them. First off the horses. We have a horse each, but my brother and I ride the most. My father's horse is a chestnut, orange coloured horse, mare called, and I know this is stupid and I told him it was, Chestnut. My mother also has a mare, but hers is a palomino, this is a beige coloured horse, called Cream. My brother's is a grey, this is a white horse but they are called greys incase you didn't know, stallion called Stamp. My own horse is a black stallion called Nightmare.
We have a large wood area on our land which contains an assortment of magical creatures we have a herd or thestrals, some hippogriffs and a few unicorn families, all of these are tame as we trained them, trust me never try it took us months, and there are also some other creatures living in the woods but I'm not sure what any of them are.
We have an assortment of owls but I wanted to be different and so I have a hawk called Thorn, he does the same job as an owl though, he's just bigger. I have one more animal which I got for my last birthday, and that is my boa constrictor. He is 8 and a half feet long and is called Parsley, don't ask, it's a long story involving a kitchen and herbs.
Appearance? Have I done that yet? Nope, okay. I am 5 foot 6 or 7, have long, straight dark brown hair which comes to mid back length, dark green eyes, a skinny figure and a slightly tom-boy dress sense.
My brother, incase you're interested, if 6 foot 1 or 2, has the same colour hair as me, except his is short and spiky, has dark brown eyes, I know very different from mine, and a hard body, trust me years of punching him and coming off worse have taught me that.
Right, back to the present. At the moment I am sitting on a deck chair on the balcony outside my room. I can see my whole family from here. My parents are in the hot tub on the deck below and my brother is flying over the wood chasing one of the thestrals called Chant.
It's kind of sad, sitting here with my family being as they normally are, and knowing that tomorrow I am going to be leaving all of this until Christmas and heading into the unknown. I have barely had anything close to a social life before, and I am suddenly going to e surrounded by people I don't know.
What if they hate me? What if they make fun of me? What will I do if everyone ignores me? No I mustn't think like that, Daniel will be there and I do know people, I will be fine.
Anyway, I am going to watch some T.V. and then go to bed.
Goodnight Diary
Jamie x.