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Chapter seventeen

March 24, 1993

I wish that I didn't ask my dad about Dorcas. I should have stopped when everyone was secretive about her. But I had every right to know who my mum's friends were. I know nothing about her.

But why did Voldemort let him live? I don't understand that. He had the perfect opportunity to kill him but all he did was petrify him. It makes no sense. Voldemort hated him for being a blood-traitor. So, why not get rid of him while he had the chance?

I am studying for the exams even though we probably won't have them. It is so much easier to remember things now that I have the basics of Occlumency down. The fact that I more advanced books than anyone else doesn't hurt either. But a lot of things that I'm learning in class is kinda silly.

The Weasley twins are getting very paranoid around my friends and me. They seem to think that we are going to pull this huge prank on them. I don't know why but I'll go with it. I just need to come up with a prank.

March 31, 1993

The twins' birthday is tomorrow and I still don't have a prank for them. But seeing them so paranoid is kinda funny.

But then again I'm not looking forward to tomorrow. I have Potions again and that means Snape and Malfoy.

April 2, 1993

It's after midnight so I don't have that much time to write.

We pulled a prank without actually pulling a prank. Does that even make any sense? The twins were so tense that, that alone was funny. Whenever someone approached them, they would jump a mile. They always looked around corners. They even refused to eat all day.

Malfoy called Hermione a Mudblood again during Potions. And once again, Snape didn't do anything about it. I hate this. That they can get away with the way that they treat her. The worst part is Hermione gets used to it. She shouldn't have to do that. I really hate this. I wish this is something that I could change.

And speaking of Hermione and changes, I have until May 8th to figure everything out so that I can save her. I can't let her get Petrified. I need her.

The others are snoring now, so I really have to go.

April 5, 1993

It's midnight again. I hate that I don't have any time to myself any more. With Quidditch, homework, friends, Animagus training, and just spending time talking the old dogs I just can't get everything done. Oh and I can't forget my training that I do every morning to keep in shape. Moony was right, wizards are lazy when it comes to physical training.

I'm glad that I have help this time. Scratch that, I'm glad I know what is happening this time. I still can't stop everything but I can make things easier. I help us survive.

I can say that things are very odd around here. It's like everyone is waiting for something. Actually, they are waiting for the next attack. Everyone is moving around in groups.

Except for the Slytherins that is.

They think that the behavior of the Muggle-borns is hilarious. I hear them taking bets on who is going to be next. It makes me sick since the majority is hoping that it going to be Hermione. I'm going to let that happen over my dead body. I refuse to let anything happen to her.

April 8, 1993

I am so tired it isn't funny. Hermione, Ron, and Neville are pushing me to sleep more. They don't understand that I can't sleep. Insomnia bites. But it also gives me a lot of time to think.

Ron says I think too much and that caused him and Hermione to get into another fight. So now they aren't talking to each other... again. I can't see why they can't just be friends. They only tolerate each other for my sake. And to think that they were close to being a couple in the other timeline. But now I don't see that happening.

Ginny is talking to people again but she's always so pale. I wish I could help her. Luna is still keeping an eye on her. It's just that she can only do so much to keep her safe. I hate feeling so helpless. But I can't do anything.

I hope that I don't screw things up.

April 11, 1993

Today is Easter. Even though I have a lot of homework during this week, I was actually looking forward to it. The four of us snuck out to the Shack so we could have a party with my family. Tonks' hair was a light pink for the occasion. Uncle Remus couldn't stop looking at it. At one point, he said that he preferred it in bubblegum. Dad just cracked up laughing when he said that.

Dad gave me the week to relax. So all I have to is my daily jog around the lake. I would have done that anyways. I mean what else is there to do at six in the morning.

April 13, 1993

Ah, time to choose next years classes. I'm actually putting more consideration into what I am going to study. I know that I don't want to take Muggle Studies because I was raised as a Muggle.

I have to Divination. Not because I learned something in her class but because I want to be around Trelawney in case I she makes a prediction. I know that most of the time she's a fraud but she was the one who predicted my birth.

I think I'll take Arithmancy and Ancient Runes so that I won't be bored for the next three years. I have to learn something.

I convinced Hermione not to take Muggle Studies. I don't really know how I did it. But I'm glad that I did. I realize that we are both taking a extra full schedule but this time I'll be there for her.

April 15, 1993

It's only Thursday and I'm already bored. I have all my homework done (Uncle Remus would have frowned down on me if he knew that I left it till last minute). I played several games of chess with Ron. I maybe older than him but I still can't beat him in chess.

So, lately I have been psycho-analyzing everyone that I know now to the one I knew before. Let's just say that what I found is interesting. Some, like Ron and Luna, are almost exactly the same as before. Yet others are completely different.

Professor McGonagall is one who is different. She's more protective of me than before. I kinda like the relationship that we have. I can actually talk to her if I need to. While I know she's loyal to Dumbledore to an extent, she won't tell him anything that concerns me on a personal level. I'm going to ask her if she knows Occlumency. She is risking a lot for me.

'Mi is also different. She is so much more relaxed. More like how she was in Fifth Year (except for when it came to her O.W.L.'s). She doesn't have to be perfect. I like her like that. And if Ron has a bout of jealousy, I wouldn't mind spending my time alone with her. She still spends a lot of hr time reading but she also likes to play games.

April 19, 1993

Class started again today and what a wonderful way to start the week with Potions. I know that I'm the best brewing in the class. Snape knows that I'm the best brewer in the class. So why in Merlin's name am I barely passing? I could create a whole new potion and Snape would say that I was cheating.

I went to McGonagall and she said that she couldn't do anything about it. She can only make sure that I don't have any unreasonable detentions. But that's what a Head of House is supposed to do. It's not as if she can sit in on all of my classes to see that I'm not being mistreated. And it's not likely that Dumbledore is going to do anything about it.

I just needed to rant and my Dad isn't the best person to rant about Snape to.

April 21, 1993

You know I don't get why we have to have Potions twice a week. I wish I could drop Potions. I'm not learning anything. Maybe I should ask to test out of it and do Sixth and Seventh Year work though correspondence. I can make wolfsbane; I think I can handle tough Potions.

I really have to stop complaining about Snape. I'm stating to annoy myself. I wasn't even sure that was possible.

Oh well, I have to get to bed. Hermione is getting even more worried about me. And that's saying a lot because she's always worried about me.

April 24, 1993

I'm getting so close in completing my Animagus transformation. It's frustrating that I can't become a full wolf-dog. But Dad said it was remarkable that I'm already this far. The body of a twelve-year-old isn't supposed to be able to handle any kind of human transfiguration.

Hermione is close too. But she can't quite manage the fur yet. It's actually funny if you think about it. But she really didn't appreciate the laughter from Ron and Neville.

April 30, 1993

Well this is the last entry for a while for my personal journal. I'm too busy with planning the whole 'saving Hermione' thing.

A/N This one is almost over. I think I'll have less than five more chapters.