July 18th, 1967
Dear Diary
I just looked back at my only entry into you. It's been so long since Remie got the werewolf bite. And now my life has been ruined again. Daddy is dead. We still don't know how it happened, but we think it's because he was having a problem with Mr. Malfoy. God I hate his son, that snobbish idiot, Lucius. Thinks he's better than I am, just because of his so-called "pure" blood. Daddy said to stay on the Malfoy's good side, but I don't see how that helped him. Remie says I should get up, mum is blubbering again and Janie, my big sister, isn't helping any. She just got her letter, and thinks she's so much better, just because of that! She makes me so mad! Thom, the oldest, says I should calm my temper, but I can't. It's like a lion. A Gryffindor lion. Easy for Thom to tell me to control myself, every time he gets mad things don't fly around! He's a squib, just like Amy, the littlest and Derek, the one before him. Remie, Janie, and me are the only ones with magic. Mum's a part-blood, you see. My parents were in Ravenclaw, and so was the rest of the family. I miss Dad so much! Now I'm crying, so I think I will end this entry right now. Rosie Lupin, age 8