Slytherin: The Diary Of A Hogwarts Student
Written By: Lindsay Quyle
Lindsay Bell. Ah yes, her. She didn't have a major impact on the students of Hogwarts while she was there, nor when she left. Though the time she spent there was extremely weird, as well as interesting. The following is a diary, which she wrote herself, of Lindsay's accounts she had at Hogwarts. It starts with the day before she arrived at the school, and ends with the day she left. I have taken the liberty of editing out those entries that do have a high interest factor, and those which do not pertain too much.
August 31, 1987-Bell House
It's almost midnight now, and I have so many butterflies in my stomach, that I can't sleep! Tomorrow I leave to go to Hogwarts, and I'm so nervous! My big sister, Katie, tells me not to worry. She says Hogwarts is fun! Easy for her to say! She gets top marks, and is on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team this year. What if nobody likes me? What if I fail all of my classes?! What if I don't get sorted into Gryffindor like the rest of my family?! Oh, that would be a nightmare! One of my mum's friends, Mrs. Wood, has a son who is going into their 1st year as well. His name is Oliver, or Ollie, as I like to call him. I used to play with him when I was little, but now I rarely see him. Anyway, he tells me that Hogwarts is hard, and that all of the teachers are mean and horrible! And, he said that if you do something wrong, they hang you by your thumbs in a dungeon, and leave you there for days! Now that doesn't sound like fun! Oh, that just makes me even more nervous! Last week I purchased my first wand at Ollivander's. It's a phoenix feather, maple, and 7 1/2 inches. I can't wait to use it! I've already read half of my Charms book! Magic is going to be so much fun! Oh dear, my mum's up. I can hear her footsteps on the stairs. I'd better put my lamp out and go to bed. More tomorrow!
September 1, 1987-Hogwarts-1st year
There's only one word I can use to describe today. Overwhelming! Completely overwhelming! I'm at the castle right now, and I love it here! Before I say anything else, I'd better start from the beginning and go from there. When I got onto the Hogwarts Express, Ollie sat in my car. And he brought three other boys, whom I did not know, with him. I was told that they were Josh Lancelot, Chris Jordan, and Marcus Flint. I thought that maybe at school, you would think that a bunch of immature eleven-year-olds would behave, but I was wrong! They consistently placed tickling charms on me! Oh, it was torture! I finally had enough when Josh attempting at turning my pet owl purple. I just grabbed my owl cage, with my pet owl Gemini in it, and screamed.
"THAT'S IT! I'M GONE!" Then I slammed the car door, and left. Hm, I showed them! I found another car with only one occupant. It was a girl. She was just sitting there, staring out the window at the countryside that we were passing through at top speed. "Hi!" I said cheerfully, "Do you mind if I sit here? All the others are full."
"No," The girl replied, sounding a bit gloom, "Percy isn't coming anyway."
"PercyWeasley? I asked, as I sat down on the seat across from her. "Do you like him or something?"
"Well, yes, I do. How'd you know which Percy it was?"
"Oh, dear heavens, there's only one Percy that I know of!" I laughed at my own preppines.
"What's your name?"
"The name's Lindsay Bell. You may know my perfect big sister, Katie. And you?"
"Melanie Chance. I don't have any brothers or sisters that go here. I'm Muggle-born."
"Oh, what a pity. What did your parents do when you got your letter?"
"They were happy to send me off!"
"Really? That can't be true..."
"Oh, believe me, it's all true." Melanie said, looking out of the window again. Then, two boxes of Berite Botts Every Flavor Beans later, (Melanie got all of the good flavors!) we arrived at Hogwarts. I walked off the train with Melanie wearing my new robes. My sister, Katie walked up to me suddenly and grabbed my hands.
"Just remember, whatever happens once you get to the castle, no matter what house you get in, you are still my sister. Got it?"
I nodded and she let go of my hands, smiled, and walked away to join her friends. Melanie gave me a weird look. "Oh, for Pete's sake, that was my sister, you muffin!" I explained, shoving Melanie playfully. We laughed, and then almost ran into a large, scraggly man holding up a lamp. "Sorry," I mumbled, trying to get past him.
"FIRST YEARS OVER HERE!" The man called out. I looked around and noticed a group of my fellow first-years crowded around this man. Then, something clicked into my head, almost like a light bulb.
"Hagrid!" I said suddenly, my eyes lighting up. This man was Hagrid, whom Katie told me a lot about. She said he was very nice, despite his gruff appearance.
"What?" Melanie asked, giving me another weird look. I rolled my eyes impatiently again.
"Hagrid, the grounds keeper! Katie told me all about him! Don't worry, she says he's nice." I replied, smiling. Hagrid then led us to a group of boats floating at the edge of a huge, black lake. At the other side of the lake was the castle. It looked magnificent! It seemed as if every window had some sort of light luminating from it! We were then told to get into the boats. Melanie and I got into the same boat, with Chris I'd met from the train ride, and another girl who I'd never met. Once we got in them, the boats lurched forward on their own, heading towards the castle. While I was looking over the edge of the boat at my reflection in the inky black water, I felt hands push me overboard! I screamed and fell in the lake. The water was so cold! It felt like diving into ice water! Before I could pull myself back into the boat, something pushed me up into it! Katie told me later that it was the giant squid, which lived in the lake. Now that I was back on the boat, I glared at Chris, who was the one who pushed me.
"You shtupid hoof!" I yelled, glaring at him, "You could've killed me!" He just laughed.
"I know! But it was so funny when you screamed as you hit the water! Oh, they'll be talking about this one for years!" Chris said quickly, laughing.
"Well, obviously I didn't think it was very funny!" I shouted, with water dripping everywhere from my wet self, "Oh, you'll regret this! I swear, I will get you back for this! Maybe not here and not now, but someday!" I then crossed my arms across my chest and looked forward with my lips pursed. I was itching to throw Chris over the edge of the boat and see how he liked almost drowning, but I contained myself somehow. When we were almost to the castle, I felt a cloak being draped over my shoulders. I was shivering and the warmth was welcoming. I smiled and looking behind me to see who had been so generous. When I saw that it was Chris, I was a bit speechless.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to attempt murder. Will you forgive me?" He asked quickly, giving puppy-dog eyes.
"Is this another trick? A prank of some sort?" I asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow at the boy. He simply shook his head. "Hm...Well, I suppose I'll forgive you this time. Just uh...don't try to kill me again, alright?" I smiled, and he smiled back. I looked forward again. The other girl in the boat, whom I did not know was looking at me. I decided to introduce myself.
"Hi," I said, offering a dry hand to the girl, "I'm Lindsay Bell. And you are?"
"Cortney Burns." Said the girl. She had medium-length red hair and silver spectacles resting on the bridge of her nose. "Wait a minute, you said your last name was Bell? Is your big sister named Katie?"
"Ja,warum fragst du?" I asked in German. My grandmother was from Germany, and I knew a lot of German from her. Cortney gave me a puzzled look.
"Beg pardon?" She asked.
"It's German. It slips every once in a while. Get used to it. I said, 'Yes, why do you ask?'"
"Oh, because my big sister Alicia's best friend's name is Katie Bell. And I was wondering if you were related."
"Well, we are, and--" Before I could finish my sentence, the boat lurched to a stop. We had reached the other side! We were going at Hogwarts! I took a deep breath as I stepped out of the boat. All of us walked in silence as Hagrid led us to the castle doors and up many flights of stairs. At the top, a slightly aging woman with gray hair stood waiting for us. She talked, but I didn't listen. I was too busy being nervous, geesh. I was shivering with anticipating! When the woman left us for a few minutes, Chris confronted me again.
"Did you come here to taunt me, or simply to annoy me?" I asked, trying frantically to make my hair look decent after the whole 'lake' incident.
"Neither. I just came to talk." He said, shrugging, "What house do you think you'll be in?"
"I hope Gryffindor. And you?"
"Me too! All of the other houses suck!" I gasped slightly. How could he say such a thing? Prejudice little thing, isn't he? I was a bit taken back by this remark, so I simply didn't say anything. Then, the woman returned. By this time, I'd figured out that she was Professor McGonagall, the head of the Gryffindor house. She then led us into the Great Hall, for the Sorting Ceremony. I swear, every head turned to look at the small procession of us first-years. I blushed slightly with embarrassment as I realized how wet I looked. Once we stood in front of the four, long house tables, Professor McGonagall pulled out a scroll of names and told us to come up as our names are called and to put the Sorting Hat on. By this time, I was trembling all over. What if I was placed in Slytherin? My family would disown me! Okay, maybe not disown me, but they'd be devastated! But suddenly, Katie's words rang in my head, "Whatever happens once you get sorted, you are still my sister." I loosened up a bit. The words were comforting, but it didn't take away all of the nervousness. I watched in growing fear as Melanie and Chris were placed in Ravenclaw and Cortney was placed in Slytherin. Suddenly, Professor McGonagall called out shrilly my name.
"BELL, LINDSAY!" She shouted.
I shot a glance at Katie before stumbling forward and sitting on the three-legged stool. The professor then placed the Sorting Hat on my head. It fell well over my ears and began talking in my ear.
"Hm...This is different. Yes, very different indeed. You seem to have the mind of Gryffindor, but the heart of a Slytherin. Ah-ha! I know where to put you...SLYTHERIN!" It screamed to all of the school. I heard clapping coming from the Slytherin table. I swear my heart skipped a beat. I quickly took the Sorting Hat off and handed it to Professor McGonagall. Glancing at my big sister at the Gryffindor table, I walked toward my table. The Slytherin table. She was white as a ghost. And why shouldn't she be? I'll probably turn out to be the next You-Know-Who or something. As I sat down next to Cortney, I almost cried. How could they do this to me?! Oh, my mum won't like this at all! She'll write Dumbledore and demand him to make me a Gryffindor! I didn't hear the rest of the Sorting. When the feast began, I didn't eat anything. Cortney tried persuading me to eat something, but I refused. Maybe if I starved myself, I'd die and wouldn't have to live in this living nightmare. Another girl whom I didn't know who was sitting next to me, noticed my not-eating thing. She introduced herself. We talked for a little bit, and I found out that she's a Malfoy! Out of all the people, a Malfoy! Could things get any worse?! She's Lucious's niece, and Draco's cousin. Oh, I do not like Draco at all! He's an ugly, slimy, git who is extremely...shtupid! In fact, at the last Quidditch World Cup, I purposely spilled all of my Butterbeer all over him! His dad was not pleased at all, but I didn't care. Just the look on Malfoy's face...oh, it was indeed priceless. Anyway, as we talked, I noticed an odd-looking boy looking at me. He looked tall, with dark brown hair, and crooked teeth. I smiled at him to be polite and went back to my conversation. A few minutes later, I looked back at him again, and noticed he was still staring at me! I nudged Traci (That's her first name.) who was babbling mindlessly.
"Who is that?" I pointed to the boy.
"God heavens, child, you don't know Marcus Flint?" She exclaimed, laughing slightly, continuing, "He's the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch Team. He's quite good, you know. Why do you want to know about him? Do you like him or something?" She said this all very quickly.
"Of course not, I just noticed that he was looking at me. But now I recognize him, he sat in the same car as me on the train." I replied, twirling a lock of my short, red hair.
"He was staring at you?"
"And why not?" I asked, straightening up. I never thought of myself as an ugly person, and hearing this made me a bit mad.
"Oh, nothing personal, it's just that's a very good thing, you know!"
"Why?"
"Because," She took a sip of her pumpkin juice, "he's bloody good at Quidditch and is the captain of the team, isn't he? Since he's the captain of the team, and he likes you, then your chances of getting on the team are ten times better than someone whom he doesn't like! Don't you see? All you do is flirt and viola! You'll be on the team in no time!"
"Hm...I see. I would like to be on the team." I muttered, thinking about it. Traci smiled mischievously, and muttered something, which I didn't hear. It did seem like a good idea, but it was a bit mean. I mean, I'd be leading him on! And that is very wrong! I shook my head, trying to clear all of the thoughts in it. After the feast, the Slytherin first-years were led to the Slytherin tower. I can't tell you how we go there, because it's supposed to be a secret, and I don't want this diary falling into the wrong hands. Our common room is all right, I suppose. If you ask me, I think it looks like a dungeon with carpet. But it'll have to do. The designated Prefect told us the rules, and then told us to go to bed. I went up the stairs to my dormitory with Cortney and Traci. It turns out that they're in my dormitory, too. I don't mind Cortney, but Traci could grow to become a bit annoying. Well, if she does, I'll just jinx her mouth off! Heh, heh. Anyway, I wrote a letter to my mum and then got ready for bed, and then wrote this diary entry! Well, I'd better go now, since I have classes tomorrow.
September 2, 1987-Hogwarts-1st year
Luckily, I wasn't late to any of my classes today! Out of all of them, I believe Potions and History of Magic were my favorite! After my first Potions lesson, Professor Snape talked to me for a bit. He told me that he sees "great potential" in me, and he expects great things from me. What does this all mean?! First, I'm a Slytherin, and now Professor Snape is expecting "great things" from me! Perhaps I'll talk to Katie about it.
Written By: Lindsay Quyle
Lindsay Bell. Ah yes, her. She didn't have a major impact on the students of Hogwarts while she was there, nor when she left. Though the time she spent there was extremely weird, as well as interesting. The following is a diary, which she wrote herself, of Lindsay's accounts she had at Hogwarts. It starts with the day before she arrived at the school, and ends with the day she left. I have taken the liberty of editing out those entries that do have a high interest factor, and those which do not pertain too much.
August 31, 1987-Bell House
It's almost midnight now, and I have so many butterflies in my stomach, that I can't sleep! Tomorrow I leave to go to Hogwarts, and I'm so nervous! My big sister, Katie, tells me not to worry. She says Hogwarts is fun! Easy for her to say! She gets top marks, and is on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team this year. What if nobody likes me? What if I fail all of my classes?! What if I don't get sorted into Gryffindor like the rest of my family?! Oh, that would be a nightmare! One of my mum's friends, Mrs. Wood, has a son who is going into their 1st year as well. His name is Oliver, or Ollie, as I like to call him. I used to play with him when I was little, but now I rarely see him. Anyway, he tells me that Hogwarts is hard, and that all of the teachers are mean and horrible! And, he said that if you do something wrong, they hang you by your thumbs in a dungeon, and leave you there for days! Now that doesn't sound like fun! Oh, that just makes me even more nervous! Last week I purchased my first wand at Ollivander's. It's a phoenix feather, maple, and 7 1/2 inches. I can't wait to use it! I've already read half of my Charms book! Magic is going to be so much fun! Oh dear, my mum's up. I can hear her footsteps on the stairs. I'd better put my lamp out and go to bed. More tomorrow!
September 1, 1987-Hogwarts-1st year
There's only one word I can use to describe today. Overwhelming! Completely overwhelming! I'm at the castle right now, and I love it here! Before I say anything else, I'd better start from the beginning and go from there. When I got onto the Hogwarts Express, Ollie sat in my car. And he brought three other boys, whom I did not know, with him. I was told that they were Josh Lancelot, Chris Jordan, and Marcus Flint. I thought that maybe at school, you would think that a bunch of immature eleven-year-olds would behave, but I was wrong! They consistently placed tickling charms on me! Oh, it was torture! I finally had enough when Josh attempting at turning my pet owl purple. I just grabbed my owl cage, with my pet owl Gemini in it, and screamed.
"THAT'S IT! I'M GONE!" Then I slammed the car door, and left. Hm, I showed them! I found another car with only one occupant. It was a girl. She was just sitting there, staring out the window at the countryside that we were passing through at top speed. "Hi!" I said cheerfully, "Do you mind if I sit here? All the others are full."
"No," The girl replied, sounding a bit gloom, "Percy isn't coming anyway."
"PercyWeasley? I asked, as I sat down on the seat across from her. "Do you like him or something?"
"Well, yes, I do. How'd you know which Percy it was?"
"Oh, dear heavens, there's only one Percy that I know of!" I laughed at my own preppines.
"What's your name?"
"The name's Lindsay Bell. You may know my perfect big sister, Katie. And you?"
"Melanie Chance. I don't have any brothers or sisters that go here. I'm Muggle-born."
"Oh, what a pity. What did your parents do when you got your letter?"
"They were happy to send me off!"
"Really? That can't be true..."
"Oh, believe me, it's all true." Melanie said, looking out of the window again. Then, two boxes of Berite Botts Every Flavor Beans later, (Melanie got all of the good flavors!) we arrived at Hogwarts. I walked off the train with Melanie wearing my new robes. My sister, Katie walked up to me suddenly and grabbed my hands.
"Just remember, whatever happens once you get to the castle, no matter what house you get in, you are still my sister. Got it?"
I nodded and she let go of my hands, smiled, and walked away to join her friends. Melanie gave me a weird look. "Oh, for Pete's sake, that was my sister, you muffin!" I explained, shoving Melanie playfully. We laughed, and then almost ran into a large, scraggly man holding up a lamp. "Sorry," I mumbled, trying to get past him.
"FIRST YEARS OVER HERE!" The man called out. I looked around and noticed a group of my fellow first-years crowded around this man. Then, something clicked into my head, almost like a light bulb.
"Hagrid!" I said suddenly, my eyes lighting up. This man was Hagrid, whom Katie told me a lot about. She said he was very nice, despite his gruff appearance.
"What?" Melanie asked, giving me another weird look. I rolled my eyes impatiently again.
"Hagrid, the grounds keeper! Katie told me all about him! Don't worry, she says he's nice." I replied, smiling. Hagrid then led us to a group of boats floating at the edge of a huge, black lake. At the other side of the lake was the castle. It looked magnificent! It seemed as if every window had some sort of light luminating from it! We were then told to get into the boats. Melanie and I got into the same boat, with Chris I'd met from the train ride, and another girl who I'd never met. Once we got in them, the boats lurched forward on their own, heading towards the castle. While I was looking over the edge of the boat at my reflection in the inky black water, I felt hands push me overboard! I screamed and fell in the lake. The water was so cold! It felt like diving into ice water! Before I could pull myself back into the boat, something pushed me up into it! Katie told me later that it was the giant squid, which lived in the lake. Now that I was back on the boat, I glared at Chris, who was the one who pushed me.
"You shtupid hoof!" I yelled, glaring at him, "You could've killed me!" He just laughed.
"I know! But it was so funny when you screamed as you hit the water! Oh, they'll be talking about this one for years!" Chris said quickly, laughing.
"Well, obviously I didn't think it was very funny!" I shouted, with water dripping everywhere from my wet self, "Oh, you'll regret this! I swear, I will get you back for this! Maybe not here and not now, but someday!" I then crossed my arms across my chest and looked forward with my lips pursed. I was itching to throw Chris over the edge of the boat and see how he liked almost drowning, but I contained myself somehow. When we were almost to the castle, I felt a cloak being draped over my shoulders. I was shivering and the warmth was welcoming. I smiled and looking behind me to see who had been so generous. When I saw that it was Chris, I was a bit speechless.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to attempt murder. Will you forgive me?" He asked quickly, giving puppy-dog eyes.
"Is this another trick? A prank of some sort?" I asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow at the boy. He simply shook his head. "Hm...Well, I suppose I'll forgive you this time. Just uh...don't try to kill me again, alright?" I smiled, and he smiled back. I looked forward again. The other girl in the boat, whom I did not know was looking at me. I decided to introduce myself.
"Hi," I said, offering a dry hand to the girl, "I'm Lindsay Bell. And you are?"
"Cortney Burns." Said the girl. She had medium-length red hair and silver spectacles resting on the bridge of her nose. "Wait a minute, you said your last name was Bell? Is your big sister named Katie?"
"Ja,warum fragst du?" I asked in German. My grandmother was from Germany, and I knew a lot of German from her. Cortney gave me a puzzled look.
"Beg pardon?" She asked.
"It's German. It slips every once in a while. Get used to it. I said, 'Yes, why do you ask?'"
"Oh, because my big sister Alicia's best friend's name is Katie Bell. And I was wondering if you were related."
"Well, we are, and--" Before I could finish my sentence, the boat lurched to a stop. We had reached the other side! We were going at Hogwarts! I took a deep breath as I stepped out of the boat. All of us walked in silence as Hagrid led us to the castle doors and up many flights of stairs. At the top, a slightly aging woman with gray hair stood waiting for us. She talked, but I didn't listen. I was too busy being nervous, geesh. I was shivering with anticipating! When the woman left us for a few minutes, Chris confronted me again.
"Did you come here to taunt me, or simply to annoy me?" I asked, trying frantically to make my hair look decent after the whole 'lake' incident.
"Neither. I just came to talk." He said, shrugging, "What house do you think you'll be in?"
"I hope Gryffindor. And you?"
"Me too! All of the other houses suck!" I gasped slightly. How could he say such a thing? Prejudice little thing, isn't he? I was a bit taken back by this remark, so I simply didn't say anything. Then, the woman returned. By this time, I'd figured out that she was Professor McGonagall, the head of the Gryffindor house. She then led us into the Great Hall, for the Sorting Ceremony. I swear, every head turned to look at the small procession of us first-years. I blushed slightly with embarrassment as I realized how wet I looked. Once we stood in front of the four, long house tables, Professor McGonagall pulled out a scroll of names and told us to come up as our names are called and to put the Sorting Hat on. By this time, I was trembling all over. What if I was placed in Slytherin? My family would disown me! Okay, maybe not disown me, but they'd be devastated! But suddenly, Katie's words rang in my head, "Whatever happens once you get sorted, you are still my sister." I loosened up a bit. The words were comforting, but it didn't take away all of the nervousness. I watched in growing fear as Melanie and Chris were placed in Ravenclaw and Cortney was placed in Slytherin. Suddenly, Professor McGonagall called out shrilly my name.
"BELL, LINDSAY!" She shouted.
I shot a glance at Katie before stumbling forward and sitting on the three-legged stool. The professor then placed the Sorting Hat on my head. It fell well over my ears and began talking in my ear.
"Hm...This is different. Yes, very different indeed. You seem to have the mind of Gryffindor, but the heart of a Slytherin. Ah-ha! I know where to put you...SLYTHERIN!" It screamed to all of the school. I heard clapping coming from the Slytherin table. I swear my heart skipped a beat. I quickly took the Sorting Hat off and handed it to Professor McGonagall. Glancing at my big sister at the Gryffindor table, I walked toward my table. The Slytherin table. She was white as a ghost. And why shouldn't she be? I'll probably turn out to be the next You-Know-Who or something. As I sat down next to Cortney, I almost cried. How could they do this to me?! Oh, my mum won't like this at all! She'll write Dumbledore and demand him to make me a Gryffindor! I didn't hear the rest of the Sorting. When the feast began, I didn't eat anything. Cortney tried persuading me to eat something, but I refused. Maybe if I starved myself, I'd die and wouldn't have to live in this living nightmare. Another girl whom I didn't know who was sitting next to me, noticed my not-eating thing. She introduced herself. We talked for a little bit, and I found out that she's a Malfoy! Out of all the people, a Malfoy! Could things get any worse?! She's Lucious's niece, and Draco's cousin. Oh, I do not like Draco at all! He's an ugly, slimy, git who is extremely...shtupid! In fact, at the last Quidditch World Cup, I purposely spilled all of my Butterbeer all over him! His dad was not pleased at all, but I didn't care. Just the look on Malfoy's face...oh, it was indeed priceless. Anyway, as we talked, I noticed an odd-looking boy looking at me. He looked tall, with dark brown hair, and crooked teeth. I smiled at him to be polite and went back to my conversation. A few minutes later, I looked back at him again, and noticed he was still staring at me! I nudged Traci (That's her first name.) who was babbling mindlessly.
"Who is that?" I pointed to the boy.
"God heavens, child, you don't know Marcus Flint?" She exclaimed, laughing slightly, continuing, "He's the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch Team. He's quite good, you know. Why do you want to know about him? Do you like him or something?" She said this all very quickly.
"Of course not, I just noticed that he was looking at me. But now I recognize him, he sat in the same car as me on the train." I replied, twirling a lock of my short, red hair.
"He was staring at you?"
"And why not?" I asked, straightening up. I never thought of myself as an ugly person, and hearing this made me a bit mad.
"Oh, nothing personal, it's just that's a very good thing, you know!"
"Why?"
"Because," She took a sip of her pumpkin juice, "he's bloody good at Quidditch and is the captain of the team, isn't he? Since he's the captain of the team, and he likes you, then your chances of getting on the team are ten times better than someone whom he doesn't like! Don't you see? All you do is flirt and viola! You'll be on the team in no time!"
"Hm...I see. I would like to be on the team." I muttered, thinking about it. Traci smiled mischievously, and muttered something, which I didn't hear. It did seem like a good idea, but it was a bit mean. I mean, I'd be leading him on! And that is very wrong! I shook my head, trying to clear all of the thoughts in it. After the feast, the Slytherin first-years were led to the Slytherin tower. I can't tell you how we go there, because it's supposed to be a secret, and I don't want this diary falling into the wrong hands. Our common room is all right, I suppose. If you ask me, I think it looks like a dungeon with carpet. But it'll have to do. The designated Prefect told us the rules, and then told us to go to bed. I went up the stairs to my dormitory with Cortney and Traci. It turns out that they're in my dormitory, too. I don't mind Cortney, but Traci could grow to become a bit annoying. Well, if she does, I'll just jinx her mouth off! Heh, heh. Anyway, I wrote a letter to my mum and then got ready for bed, and then wrote this diary entry! Well, I'd better go now, since I have classes tomorrow.
September 2, 1987-Hogwarts-1st year
Luckily, I wasn't late to any of my classes today! Out of all of them, I believe Potions and History of Magic were my favorite! After my first Potions lesson, Professor Snape talked to me for a bit. He told me that he sees "great potential" in me, and he expects great things from me. What does this all mean?! First, I'm a Slytherin, and now Professor Snape is expecting "great things" from me! Perhaps I'll talk to Katie about it.