I have contemplating all that matters cling and clatter and its all good, if you would stop the world from making sense and if I could just realize it doesn't really matter
Lifehouse- Cling and Clatter
In places I'd rather not re-enter, I watch as they surrender. Millions. Tons. By the thousands they pour in vowing thier allegiance to something I am destined to defeat, or be killed by his horrible tainted hands. That's what my nightmares are now. I can't stop them. Occulmency isn't enough. Even then it wasn't. I know I didn't try...I was a year younger...a year unaware...another alien in a magical Broadway. I would conclude this entry saying that I am merely a secluded mortal...yet that cannot even begin to sum up all that I am fixing to go through.
I spent the summer researching. That's all I did, day and night. I looked for the most ancient magic. I was hard tempted not to try any of it by myself. I figured Fudge, insufferable bastard, was still on his high-horse so I just decided to stick to my studies. I finished my homework, as predicted, upon the first week back. It was so simple that I went back through it and re-did several entries, only to improve one or two vocabulary replacements and to write prettier. I hope this will help Harry...it's almost the first.
I'm fed up. So...Fred and George have premises. I'm stuck with Ginny, and not that it's all that bad, but honestly...I'm about to freak. I want to do some sort of magic. I feel unprotected without the...the protection or whatever of my wand. Mum says its natural. Percy's coming over to visit on Saturday. Hermione's meeting up with Harry and me at Diagon Alley today. I'm nervous for some reason. Well...I'll drop a note in later. Pig's choking.
-This is meant to be something of a diary of the trio. Beginning of 6th Year. I hope you liked it…by the way…Its Harry, Hermione then Ron. - Review!
Watches boys dive