Dear Diary,
It's well into November now. The pranking season is going well. So is the Quidditch season. Gryffindor won our first match. Molly and I are the only members of the Weasley-Potter clan on the Gryffindor team; Lou and Fred just don't have the athletic prowess, I guess, and Rose is only a first-year. Dom plays for Ravenclaw, but that's all we've got in terms of athletic prowess, which is just dissapointing. Five out of seven original Weasleys, and five out of ten of all our parents, played Quidditch (for Gryffindor, no less). And what are we at? Three out of eight. Out of nine if you count Teddy, who's basically family. Hopefully Rose or Albus plays, and Lily had better, when she comes along. Roxanne and Hugo, too. Maybe Lucy, but considering Uncle Percy, it's unlikely he'd have two kids with athletic ability.
Anyway, the Christmas holidays are just a little more than a month away; I'm so excited for that. And I have an excellent parting prank in the works. It requires Al's help; hopefully I can get him on board.
Anyway, write to you later,
James S. Potter