March 28, 1997:
Breakfast now seems less fun without so many friends around. Draco and most of the Slytherins seem to hate me even more now. I can't blame them. I put a lot of their parents in Azkaban. Hermione asked me why Snape keeps staring at me. I felt my face going red and looked down, hoping she wouldn't notice. I don't think I can fool her so I told her I'd explain later. I will, but only after I'm sure of where I stand with Snape. Today's the second to last day of classes and my last chance to talk to Snape. Last night, the graduation ceremony was solemn. I watched Snape's impassive, cold face the entire time. After the ceremony I retreated to an empty room to cry. I know the Weasleys, Hermione, Sirius, and Lupin all searched for me, but I couldn't be happy, not now. I don't know what's going on inside me. I feel hurt and dejected. I think I fell for someone who isn't capable of love. Is there such a thing? Even so, I promised myself I would talk to him tonight after dinner. I have
to know how he feels. It's very important to me.
Dumbledore asked me to stay as the new flying instructor since Madam Hooch is no longer around. I think he seems a bit optimistic about my situation. I told him I would consider it. Maybe if Snape actually does care I can convince him to let me share his room? Now that's a fun thought. It's almost time for dinner. I feel really foolish saying this, but I might as well. Wish me luck!
Breakfast now seems less fun without so many friends around. Draco and most of the Slytherins seem to hate me even more now. I can't blame them. I put a lot of their parents in Azkaban. Hermione asked me why Snape keeps staring at me. I felt my face going red and looked down, hoping she wouldn't notice. I don't think I can fool her so I told her I'd explain later. I will, but only after I'm sure of where I stand with Snape. Today's the second to last day of classes and my last chance to talk to Snape. Last night, the graduation ceremony was solemn. I watched Snape's impassive, cold face the entire time. After the ceremony I retreated to an empty room to cry. I know the Weasleys, Hermione, Sirius, and Lupin all searched for me, but I couldn't be happy, not now. I don't know what's going on inside me. I feel hurt and dejected. I think I fell for someone who isn't capable of love. Is there such a thing? Even so, I promised myself I would talk to him tonight after dinner. I have
to know how he feels. It's very important to me.
Dumbledore asked me to stay as the new flying instructor since Madam Hooch is no longer around. I think he seems a bit optimistic about my situation. I told him I would consider it. Maybe if Snape actually does care I can convince him to let me share his room? Now that's a fun thought. It's almost time for dinner. I feel really foolish saying this, but I might as well. Wish me luck!