I hate Hogwarts. I hate everything about it. Nothing is different than it had been at home. I'm still laughed at and made fun of, especially by those stupid Gryffindors James Potter and Sirius Black, and I still catch teachers giving me sympathetic glances every now and again. The only difference is that I don't have to deal with my parents anymore. But I would gladly accept living with their fights and my father's drunken punishments if it meant Lily and I would be close again, like we had been before coming here. That's what I hate most about Hogwarts – it's making me lose my best friend.