Sunday 4:30pm
The others got here before lunch today. Remus came first. I said, "Hello Remus," and he said, "Hullo Jules, how are you?"
Then Peter came a few minutes later. I said, "Hello Peter." He said, "Hi James, Sirius, Remus! I've been so bored at home without you lot and I've not been able to do a scrap of homework! Got anything to eat? I'm famished!"
Then all of them went in the kitchen, ate us out of house and home and went to play Quidditch in the back garden. I watched for a while from my bedroom window, and then got bored of watching James gloat. He usually asked me to practise with him when we were alone. I went down to the village instead and fed the ducks at the pond with what little bread we had left. I saw the strange boy who lived next to the park hanging around, watching me. I waved at him but he disappeared as soon as he knew I'd noticed him. It's been the ritual ever since I was five years old and saw him looking at me on the park through his window. Nowadays he's probably about 13/14 years old. I've never actually seen him with anyone else – no parents or friends or anything. He seems to just walk around by himself. Strange.
He's not here anymore. I'm sat on the bench by the bakery now. I think I can smell Lemon Drizzle Cake. I like that. Not as much as I like the stuff from wizarding shops though. I can't wait until we go to Diagon Alley next week. My stomach's just rumbled thinking about the ice cream parlour. Then there's Honeydukes in Hogsmeade and the trolley lady on the Hogwarts Express. I need to stop thinking about food. Change the subject…
I got an owl from Louise earlier as well. She said her baby brother was keeping her up all night with his crying but she always forgave him in the morning because he smiled at her and acted "so squishabley cute". I couldn't imagine having a younger brother or sister. Mum and Dad are older than most people's parents though I suppose. James and I are their angels, they tell us and they wouldn't want any more anyway.
I should go back to the house I suppose. Mum and Dad like me to be back before people start going in for the evening, with all the Death Eater attacks and me not being able to do magic and everything. I don't blame them, but sometimes I just like to get away from wizarding people. I like it when I know that I won't be known as a pureblood or blood traitor when I go out.
