Dear Diary,
Today is the first day of my new life. I'm very excited. My siblings think I'm being stupid. They're just saying that cause they've been around so much longer than I have.
It's not my fault I'm the youngest.
There's nineteen of them and one of me. I feel terribly outnumbered. But there'll be poems written about me. Epic poems. But not the long ones, just the cool kind. I'll show them.
Master tells me that I'm the best and that I'm his favourite. He says he wants to keep me with him always. Even when my siblings are gone. He hasn't exactly said where they're going yet, just that they'll be going to new homes with new masters. I'm glad he wishes to keep me close; I feel a connection to him that the others don't understand. They are all much more interested in going to join their new masters.
I don't understand them. But I think it'll be good for everyone to go our separate ways. I feel a bit smothered to be honest. And the three oldest can be absolutely intolerable sometimes. Always bragging about how they have names and how important and impressive it is that they were first. I haven't got a name. Master said that I could share his name. I'm flattered, but I really don't know that we're at that stage in our relationship yet.
Master says that my siblings' new masters will be arriving soon. He wishes to hide me. I suppose I should be flattered that he wishes to keep me all to himself. I didn't want to say goodbye to everyone anyway.
A/N: So ClosetCase and Water have no idea about this one. The Hufflepuff wasn't around for its inception. Really. We don't know. Theories shall be rewarded, stupid ones equally accepted, cause really, we don't know. And we know we promised more work over the summer, but we have to work to earn our education. Next summer we plan to win the lottery, complete with trip to Vegas. Or maybe Disneyland, since none of us will be twenty-one. The Hufflepuff's never gone, it'll be nice for her. Or maybe we'll do the Harry Potter themepark. We'd never leave. 'Course, it might breed plot bunnies... But you guys'd just like that... But...um...yeah. COOKIES ALL AROUND.
Also, Happy Slightly-Belated-Birthday to Frodo and Bilbo.