September 13, 1971
Sorry, I know it's been too long since I wrote but lessons got sort of hectic and there just didn't seem to be enough hours in the day. I'll try to do better but let's face it, I'm the only one reading this so I'll forgive myself if I forget to write about the boring days.
And some days are rather boring. I go to class, I do homework.
Some of the older kids are talking about the coming Quidditch tryouts. I borrowed a book from the library: Quidditch Through the Ages. It's pretty interesting. The sport sounds pretty savage though. People used to die all the time. I guess they won't let that happen here at school but the professional games get pretty bloody from what I've read.
Our first flying lesson is tonight. First years aren't allowed to have a broom. I couldn't have a broom anyway. I could never keep it at the orphanage and I couldn't ride during the summer. Even if I somehow turned out to be a natural flyer I wouldn't have any time to practice. No use getting my hopes up. But it does sound simply thrilling.
I've always dreamed I could fly. Tonight I'll get to try it first hand. Quidditch is probably out of the question for me. But I could fly here at school. And maybe, when I come of age, I could buy myself a broom. That would be something.
At lunch I sat with Lily as usual and we discussed the coming assignments and tryouts and tonight's flying lesson. She isn't excited at all. She read the book too but she thought it sounded rather brutal. And she's afraid of heights. I reminded her that there are spells to prevent you from falling and to cushion your descent if you do fall. It didn't seem to help. She got really pale and then turned kind of green. It was pretty funny but I didn't make fun of her. I've seen worse reactions to an irrational fear and the fear of heights isn't really all that irrational.
You could fall.
Unlike the fear of clowns. That is completely irrational. Very few clowns turn serial killer.
I am rambling now. I guess I'll put this away until after my first flying lesson. God, I'm so nervous!