I am currently sitting on the train to Hogwarts. Today is the first day of
school! After all this time, I will finally see him. I had expected to see
him on the platform or the train, but I didn't! I'm disappointed, of
course, but at least I'll see him at dinner! Oh, I can't wait.
Will he notice my new look? This morning I put on special clothes - instead of normal Muggle clothes, I'm wearing a special fancy outfit - a white lace top with a silk skirt that matches my eyes. Before getting on the train I was freezing cold and Dad kept urging me to put on my fur cloak, but I said, "No, I'm fine," though I was trying to cover up the fact I was shivering. What is the point of wearing a new outfit if no one can see it because it's covered up by your cloak?
Ah, pity, I didn't see him. However, Hermione Granger, the fifth year, complimented me on my skirt. She did stare at my face strangely though. I suppose she's never heard of magical make-up and green eyelashes four inches long. Actually, they were getting a bit annoying, tickling my forehead with every blink, so I shortened them to one inch.
I'm sitting in a compartment with Ginny and Neville again. Ginny frequently looks up at me, snickers, and hides behind her book. It's getting annoying so I think I'll tell her to stop. But she's not allowed to wear make-up - maybe that's it. She's just jealous. And look, her T-shirt and jeans look worn and small, possibly hand-me-downs from her brothers. Oh, poor Ginny. She's just jealous ... I'll forgive her. As long as she stops giggling!
Will he notice my new look? This morning I put on special clothes - instead of normal Muggle clothes, I'm wearing a special fancy outfit - a white lace top with a silk skirt that matches my eyes. Before getting on the train I was freezing cold and Dad kept urging me to put on my fur cloak, but I said, "No, I'm fine," though I was trying to cover up the fact I was shivering. What is the point of wearing a new outfit if no one can see it because it's covered up by your cloak?
Ah, pity, I didn't see him. However, Hermione Granger, the fifth year, complimented me on my skirt. She did stare at my face strangely though. I suppose she's never heard of magical make-up and green eyelashes four inches long. Actually, they were getting a bit annoying, tickling my forehead with every blink, so I shortened them to one inch.
I'm sitting in a compartment with Ginny and Neville again. Ginny frequently looks up at me, snickers, and hides behind her book. It's getting annoying so I think I'll tell her to stop. But she's not allowed to wear make-up - maybe that's it. She's just jealous. And look, her T-shirt and jeans look worn and small, possibly hand-me-downs from her brothers. Oh, poor Ginny. She's just jealous ... I'll forgive her. As long as she stops giggling!