Alright, so that was not to be my final entry. I'm only writing because something has actually happened about which I can write. When I was coming here I boarded a train called the Hogwarts Express, which, obviously, goes to Hogwarts, which is a school. I'm going to stop explaining things now, because either you get it, or you don't, and I'll only be wasting ink. Anyhow, on the train, I was in the same carriage as a boy with long hair (longer than mine), a boy who was crying (I don't know why) and a girl who had hair the color of dragon fire. I know that dragons are real, and so I suppose I can tell you, whoever you are who may be reading this someday, even though you may be a muggle or someone orient-made. Dragons are real, and their fire is the color of this girl's hair. Or, more properly, her hair is the color of their fire. She was nice, her name is Lily. She talked to me and asked me my name, and I told her Severus Snape. I didn't tell her the Tobias part, because it wasn't important to the conversation, and because it's my father's name, and I only tell it to people who I know won't think I'm bad for being named for him, because he isn't nice at all.
So, the important thing that I am meant to be recording is that we talked again today. I saw her when she was being sorted, and she was sorted into Gryffindor. She seemed happy. That's where the long-haired boy went, and a few others from the train. Roughly a fourth of us. Actually, almost exactly a fourth, because there are only four houses. So since we are in different houses I supposed we would never see each other again, and it made me feel funny, almost sad I think. But in the library where I was trying to find a book on something that was interesting (that wasn't hard to do) I saw her. I saw her hair first, and then she turned and saw me.
"Severus!" she said. Some people turned to stare, but then they went back to their reading. The extraordinary thing is that when she came over to me, she put her book down and hugged me. I sort of stood there. It isn't like we know each other, and yes, one time we spent the day together after she found my tree by accident. But I had never been hugged by anyone before, aside from my mother, and that was a long time ago.
"I'm glad to see you - how do you like Slytherin?"
"I don't know," I told her, because I didn't. "Alright, I guess."
She asked me if I'd made any friends, and I told her that I knew some people's names.
"That's a start," she said. "Did you ask them?"
"No, I was listening when they were talking to each other." So I told her about a girl named Bellatrix who has black hair and who is strange, and who has a sister who is older, and a boy named Lucius who has white hair (well, almost white, it's hard to describe), and another boy whose name I forgot, but I told Lily, because I hadn't forgotten then.
"That's nice - you should make friends with them," she told me.
I told her they're not the sort of people who are easy to make friends with. But I actually think that I am one of those people. So I am happy that Lily wants to be my friend anyway. I wonder why. That's all, it's time to blow out my light. People are telling me it's keeping them awake.