Introduction

I am just about to head back to Uni after not being in a school situation for almost 8 years. My story writing skills are a little rusty even after beta reading a few stories on here and my course will probably involve script writing at some point and so I wanted to write something that would hopefully not take up too much time on a day to day basis to get back into the swing of things. I will, hopefully, be releasing chapters as and when they would be written in canon.

I will mostly follow along the timeline of the books, however there will be some filler so there isn't too much time between chapters as well as adding in some AU changes. It will also include pages from other characters' diaries/journals to get a more rounded view of what is going on.

Please read and review!

30th July 1991 23:30 - Harry Potter

It's been a weird couple of days. I'm not sure why but Vernon's been really off kilter the last few weeks; I guess it started on Dudley's birthday. We went to the zoo... I say we, they dragged me along because Mrs. Figg couldn't look after me that day. Anyway, something happened to Dudley which I can't explain. He found himself trapped inside the tank of a snake. It was strange, one second the glass was there with Dud thumping his fist on it, the next it was gone and he was inside, the snake on the outside and the glass was back. The most unnerving thing about that though was that I swear I heard the snake say 'thank you' as it slithered away.

The next thing that wasn't normal was the letters that started appearing for me through the post. I've never had any mail, but the first time I do, it's addressed to my cupboard. Who knows how they knew I slept there. Vernon the Whale took it though and threw it in the fire; he looked really worried, maybe even bordering on scared. He tried to cover it up but I can see it.

The letters just kept coming and coming. One time a letter came inside an egg carton; another time they came right down the chimney and out of the fireplace. I managed to grab one at that point but Dud decided to rugby tackle me. I think he cracked a couple of my ribs, not that he cared. Someone really wanted to get in contact with me. I wonder why. Every time they came the Whale would get them and gloat by ripping it up in front of me! How unfair is that?! I really hoped he wouldn't get into one of his rages. Thankfully, so far, he hasn't. Then again, we are now in an old shack in the middle of the sea. Maybe he's finally going to do me in here. If anyone finds this... well it's too late now.

It's almost midnight, better get some sleep. Wouldn't want to sleep through making breakfast in the morning.

Happy Birthday to me!