1992-
It was my sixth year at Hogwarts. The year every student my age went mad. The year when the boys stopped cutting their hair and the girls hemmed their skirts just high enough without breaking dress code. While all my classmates started snogging in the hallways, I continued to focus on my school work. The previous year had been one like no other. It was as crazy as one would expect when Harry Potter came to Hogwarts. A Mountain troll attack, a Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon on campus and the disappearance of Professor Quirrell-I and many of my classmates hoped to put these unexpected events behind us.