6th of April 1995,
I solemnly swear that I am Harry James Potter Evans.
I guess sometimes girls cane be pretty reasonable. Or maybe, just maybe, it's a thing unique to the French witches I have had the pleasure of meeting.
It actually started right from the morning today. When I came out of the common room, Adrienne was waiting for me with that usual smile of hers that let me know the day was going to be just fine. We went to breakfast together and talked throughout, touching mostly on school subjects this time.
I went off to Transfiguration and spent the majority of it working with Susan on our project for next week. It's coming along, not as fast as I want it to, but we are getting there and Susan is a godsend for putting up with my questions every fifth minute because there was something I didn't understand.
During Charms we revised on summoning charms and their different uses. In a usual display of excellence, Wayne displayed his ability to misunderstand the concept of a spell and rather than summoning a pillow, he banished it straight into our dear Flitwick whom toppled off his chair with a yell. He took it well enough, though Wayne got a detention for hitting a teacher with a stray spell. Detentions with Flitwick are just extra Homework time, so I think Wayne will manage.
Lunch was interesting, I sat with Adrienne and Fleur at the Ravenclaw table and we held a lengthy discussion about the current status of the French Magical Government. I've never been much for politics, but Fleur and Adrienne can make almost anything sound interesting. It helps a little that Fleur actually has thoughts about entering politics after she has finished working as a Curse-breaker.
DADA was as usual. Moody is insane half the time and bat shit crazy the other half. I'm convinced at this point that he is just trying out excuses to curse us with different hexes and then yell at us to have CONSTANT VIGILENCE. Easy for him to say with that bloody eye of his.
History of Magic was only interesting today because we didn't have Binns. A guest speaker had been brought in to teach us about some of the finer details of Magical History. I think he was just sent here to make sure that we knew what else would be on the OWLs next year other than the Goblin rebellions. Halfway through the lesson I pulled out my own book and continued my studies on the Founders.
I've found more interesting information about them. Though I still can't find much about their private lives from those early days. The books in Salazar's chamber were no help, what few I haven't donated to the school yet have proven to give me less than the information I'm looking for. Though I have learned a few interesting details.
Dinner came and went without any big fanfare. Adrienne asked me to meet her by our usual spot near the lake to speak with me about something important. I think already there I knew what she wanted us to talk about, and honestly I think that I wanted to talk about it as well.
Sure enough when I got there we quickly got into the topic of our relationship. She asked me if I really had any feelings for her beyond friendship and one incredible night together. I couldn't tell her otherwise, because she was right. I loved having her as a friend, and that night I will remember forever, but aside from that? I couldn't see us together as a couple. So we agreed to remain friends, she even joked about meeting up for a shag in the future, though I think that's dangerous dreams to have on my part.
I guess I hadn't thought that this was how our relationship was going to end. From previous experience and observations, I was expecting a big fight, maybe some shouting and the potential hex to come flying. It turned out fine, and as I wrote in the beginning, she was quite reasonable about the whole thing. For that I am grateful and I'll look forward to having her as a friend in the future.
Harry James Potter Evans.