A/N: Okay, here is chapter 10 ½. Basically each one of the characters very first Journal entries. Just so you find out a bit about them from their own point of view. You don't have to read all this if you don't want, just an added special to celebrate getting over twenty reviews!

CHAPTER TEN AND ONE-HALF: JOURNAL

Dear journal,

Hey, journals are just like writing letters to no one aren't they? You start with saying 'dear journal' and end with signing your name. Well, your name is journal am I right? Mental note: don't ask books questions. Anyway, I have a name to. It's Sora Terrest. Well, that's my latest name; I have had about ten...but don't tell anyone that. It's a bit embarrassing when you have had ten names; sometimes you forget your own. I only told one person about my life so far, and so far he has not told anyone and I trust you to do the same. Mental note: books don't talk. Oh, I have never been so happy! I never had a friend before, so what if my first friend is a book? Anyway, I was born with the name of Sora Steinmen. I had a mother, a father, and two brothers which I loved very much. One day when I was about six, they went out to try a muggle car. I stayed home because I didn't want to go inside a muggle car. Fear? No. I didn't trust it. Yes, I know, an inanimate object. Yet when I saw it, it felt like an enemy. My brothers Matthew and Joshua laughed a bit about it, you know, saying things like 'the car made fun of me! I don't like it!'. I just sighed. I was just happy my mum and father allowed me to stay home. The last words I said to them was 'it's going to rain later, so be careful on the road' and my fathers last words to me were 'alright, as long as you don't throw any parties.' Two hours later the police came to my door. Very sad I was. I never felt so sad before, not even when our owl July died. They sent me to a foster home where I became 'Terry mannda'. I didn't care if I was Joe smuck; I just lied on my bed for hours and hours. The foster parents hated me for that. They sent me away. At this time I was eight. Over that year, I was 'Crissy Hope', 'Emma julek', 'Rose metor', and than, just as I turned nine, I was sent to a new home that let me keep my first name. Now I was Sora Terrest. That's all fine and dandy to have my old first name back, but there was one thing that had gone terribly, terribly wrong; they beat me. I always had bruises and broken bones. They just healed it with magic afterwards. They kept me to. I was just so glad to be able to leave and finally come to Hogwarts. Now I am okay, except for the fact that all the girls hate me for my baggy clothes and my hair. I don't care about them, though it would be nice to have some friends. I almost have a friend- I think. I never had any real friends; I don't know how to tell. Anyway, later!

Yo,

James Potter here! Want to know a bit about me? Well, to start off, I have a mum, a dad, and three best friends. I love quidditch, but than again, who doesn't? I have an owl, and a Puffskein at home. I'm a born and raised pureblood. Anything else? I like this girl in our year at Hogwarts. Her name is Lily Evans and she is amazing! Red hair, tall, slender, but my favourite thing about Lily is her eyes. They just draw you in. Amazingly green. I don't like to write, and I don't like to read. Okay, okay, you can call me a jock. Yet, as a weird girl once said 'the truth doesn't hurt'.

Deer Jeranal.

My name is Peter Pettigrew! I love everything and all of my freinds! We have lots of fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun! I never don't have fun! And guess what? I get to be a mosy! Bye bye!

Dearest Journal,

Within your leather bounding I am leaving my deepest and darkest secrets. So many spells I have chosen to keep you safe. My name is Remus John Lupin, and I am a werewolf. I had a very happy life, up to age five. I was outside with my brother and suddenly the moon rose. A man named Peter Stubbe walked out to greet us, but suddenly he was on the floor, shaking and jittering. He turned into a werewolf. He swiped me across the face and arms, and than bit me. My eldest brother whacked him away, but the damage was done. I am now a full fledged werewolf. I have three amazing friends that are willing to help me, and I am forever grateful to them. I didn't even think I would have any friends, you know, kids might think I am a weird pale freak. I showed them! I love nature. I guess you get that from being a Lycanthrope. But nature still thrills me. Believe it or not, I always sneak out at night. Although sometimes I feel there is someone out there watching me. Maybe I have company on my moonlit strolls. It's always the edge of the forbidden forest that rattles. Maybe it's just the animals. There's no way to know for sure.

Maybe there is something wrong with me, I don't know for sure. Live life day by day. It's the only way.

Dear Journal,

I feel like I am writing a letter. Anyway, my name is Sirius Black. My life sucks. It's a pleasure to meet you. I have a cruel and twisted father, an abusive mother, and an evil younger brother. I wish I had other parents, but hey, it's just a fantasy. I hate to study, but I love to read. Make sense? Okay, let me clear it up. I love fantasy fiction. Things like the lord of the rings. Lately I have been getting these weird cards with songs in them. There is nothing but songs. The first two I threw out, but the one I got on Valentines Day I kept. I don't know why, but there is something about that card that gives me a strange bravery from deep in the pits of no where. I have three amazing friends. Well, two amazing friends and one average one. One of them has a problem but I can't tell you. We are going to do something to change his life for the better. I have been worrying about the summer, what's going to happen to me? My mum will probably beat me, and I don't know how to escape. Anyway, that's all about me I guess. Later!