Disclaimer: As I am a simple person who does not own tons and tons of money, I must admit to being a plain American girl, and not JK Rowling. Therefore, I do not own Harry Potter and the connected involved characters. Oh, well...
**Canon until post-Ootp. Then my imagination takes over.**
***I made up the song that Eileen mentions, "Happy Day." If it is similar to something real, I am truly sorry.***
September 1, 1993
Hello again, Hogwarts. Yes, I'm back. Back to tutoring with Weasleys and failing in Herbology and falling from brooms and talking with House Elves. You know, for the first day back, today was awfully crazy.
First of all, it was raining. And I don't mean a soft drizzle or something. I mean rain like you walk outside for a second and suddenly you're drenched. That type of raining. Yeah. Mud every type of raining, soaking and freezing and gross type of raining.
On the train, I was cornered by Marvella and Elisa. They chased after me, calling names and threatening me. It was – embarrassing.
Then, the train stopped. It just – STOPPED, and then I hit a wall. I blacked out, but just before I did, I heard Robert Jones.
As it turned out, I wasn't really hearing Robert Jones yelling at me. See, there are these things, called Dementors. Dementors cause you to experience your worst memory, and if they get close enough, they suck out your soul. Horrible things.
The new Defense Professor, Professor Lupin, woke me and gave me some chocolate. I fear I shall have nightmares tonight.
I rode in these carriages to Hogwarts, as apparently all of those in their second year and above do. The thestrals pull the carriages. I still got soaked.
Marvella shoved me into a mud puddle, and people laughed. I wonder how I ever thought that I would fit in anywhere. Luna Lovegood helped me up. She's nice, for a Ravenclaw. Pity that she's the only Ravenclaw who treats me like I am human.
I pray that I manage to get a full night's sleep tonight.
September 2, 1993
My shoes have already gone missing.
I have Defense tomorrow, and I am cautiously looking forward to it. Professor Lupin seemed like a nice person. Quiet, but nice.
I actually passed Transfiguration last year, if you remember, and guess what? Between Harry's help and Fred and George, I got an EE on my homework! I didn't just pass, I got Exceeds Expectations!
I'm still only taking Herbology in Theory. Professor Snape apparently finished the allergy potion, but instead of neutralizing the allergy, I made all of the plants in the greenhouse catch fire. Erm, I also kind of melted the glass walls of the greenhouse, which are actually Charmed to be anti-meltable. Now Professor Flitwick wants to test various charms on my plant-produced fire, to see how strong it is. He was mumbling something about FiendFyre.
Harry said hi to me this morning, as did Solstice and Luna. I feel almost as if I have friends.
September 3, 1993
Yesterday, Solstice's older brother was hurt by a hippogriff. I have no doubt that he deserved it. He's blonde. Solstice apparently looks like her aunt. I went to Hagrid's hut and met the hippogriff, Buckbeak. According to rumor, Harry rode him. I believe it. Harry Potter was born to fly.
I officially love Professor Lupin. He is the nicest teacher I think has ever existed. He's tall, very thin, and tired looking with grey-brown hair and brownish eyes. He has a nice smile; it makes me feel safe and warm.
After his class, which was about Dark Curses because we're dreadfully behind where we are supposed to be, I went up to him to ask about my missing memories from last year. He told me that there are two possibilities – either I blocked them out myself, or someone erased my memories. He thinks that, because there are some memories that I should have that are missing, that someone erased my memories, and either they got sloppy, or they did it too many times.
He also said something about checking Madam Pomfrey for Memory Charms and erased records. I wonder why.
Oddly enough, Fred came up to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Nobody has ever kissed me anywhere before. It was funny, and felt comfy. He told me that we'll start up tutoring again next week on the 6th.
I still haven't found my shoes, and now my spare pair that I just bought has gone missing.
They begin rebuilding the greenhouse today. I have my get-out-of-Herbology-free card again. Just theory for me. I wonder how they'll manage my OWLs.
During supper, someone tripped me and I broke my nose. I healed it myself. No need to bother Madam Pomfrey. Rumors claim that she's thinking of personalizing a bed for Harry Potter. After last year, I don't want her to do that for me either.
Professor Sprout also informed me that I am on Remedial Flying Lessons when they start in a week.
September 4, 1993
I woke with a horrible rash this morning; it was all scaly and swollen. A quick glance in my All Purpose Ailments and Afflictions by Cam Frieda Heller informed me that it was caused by an overdose of Itching Powder, type 5, and that it can only be soothed by Murtlap Essence. So, off I went to the Hospital Wing without shoes or socks, since those have disappeared as well. I was crying by the time I got there, my feet were bleeding.
Currently, I am reading Transfiguration for Dunces: Wand Before Words, by Teliya Twitch. I hope I can find my socks soon, of I'm going to have worse blisters than last year.
September 5, 1993
I'm back in the dorm, thankfully. I hate the Hospital Wing.
My head is throbbing, has been since this morning. I went to Madam Pomfrey to get a headache potion, and it worked for a little while, but not as long as it should have. Oh, well. There is no way that I am going back to the Hospital Wing, not now.
I can't wait for tomorrow. Fred and George are starting their tutoring for me again tomorrow.
September 6, 1993
Fred looked really upset for some reason during our tutoring today. I wonder why, he wouldn't answer when I asked.
I am not looking forward to Remedial Flying Lessons. Just a thought – what happens if I fail again?
My head still hurts.
September 7, 1993
The weirdest thing happened at breakfast today. All of my roommates grew four extra arms, and a blinking lighted sign that said, "We Need These Arms to Take That Which Is Not Ours."
September 9, 1993
Flying lessons were awful. I'm worse than half of the First Years. At this rate, I'll be on Remedial Flying Lessons forever.
Defense tomorrow!
I wish my headache would go away.
October 27, 1993
Oh, you've been missing for ages! I was writing when I sneezed, so I got up to get a tissue. When I got back, by bed was empty! I knew that I shouldn't ever leave this diary out where someone could get it, but I was barely a few feet away!
While I searched, my headaches got worse, my Transfiguration is going even further down the drain than it already was, and they finished rebuilding the greenhouse.
For the past week, I've been rarely hungry, and I've been nauseous a lot. I'm so glad that I've got this diary back, though. I think that the Twins have been pranking my roommates, but all that has changed is that more of my things have gone missing, and I always wake up pranked.
Yesterday, for instance, I woke up with the words "Dunbar the Dunce" written on my forehead. Wonderful, right?
Luna told me the other day that grouping by physical features is illogical. She's not really blonde, anyway, so does it matter?
Despite Fred and George, my Transfiguration is wallowing somewhere close to the level of First Year, and I have difficulty with that! If I can't do it, whatever I'm attempting to Transfigure blows up into a balloon-shape, or it Vanishes. Why can't I have an easy time with any class but Charms?
Okay, now I'm being silly. I'm tolerable at Potions, and History of Magic is a good time to read my textbooks. But really, that's three classes! Astronomy is a dump, Herbology will only ever be 50%, Transfiguration is impossible, and I'll never be able to stay on a broom! At least I'm doing tolerably well in DADA.
Tomorrow's Remedial Flying. I'd best get some sleep, since I'll probably be in the Hospital Wing by this time tomorrow.
October 28, 1993
I was right. Guess where I am? Three guesses and the first two don't count.
The Hospital Wing. Right in one.
At least Fred and George came by earlier, and gave me chocolate frogs from somewhere. I think they know a secret way into Hogsmeade, because the first Hogsmeade weekend is Halloween.
Oh my gosh…
…ooo000O000ooo…
You'll never believe who just came to the Hospital Wing to talk to me! Harry came! He came, and asked how my year's been so far! I said it was okay.
Yes, I know that I was lying, but he's got enough on his plate! I mean, there's a mass murderer on his heels, he doesn't need the random problems of a twelve-year-old on his mind.
Plus, he's already got one twelve-year-old stalker, he doesn't need another. Actually, I think he might have two – Colin Creevey and Ginny Weasley.
I wish that they wouldn't do that. He has enough problems without us kids causing more.
Harry also gave me something that he got in Diagon Alley! It's a lock, but once I key it in, I can leave this diary anywhere, and nobody will be able to touch it! It needs a bit of my blood every time I open it, but what's the big deal? Hold on, Madam Pomfrey's coming over with an odd look on her face.
…ooo000O000ooo…
No way. No bloody way. Absolutely impossibly no no no no no no no nononononononononononoNO!
I'm – I'm – I can't even write it! Robert Jones caused the stuff I've been feeling lately, the headaches and stuff. How? I'm –
No. I won't write it. If I write it, it'll be true. If I don't then maybe I'll wake up from this horrible, horrible nightmare. I have to. This… this must be a nightmare. I mean, I'm twelve! There's no way I could be…
October 31, 1993
Yippee. Third years and up are in Hogsmeade, everyone else is partying about because it's a weekend, and me? I'm in the Hospital Wing throwing my guts up.
Apparently, the potion that Madam Pomfrey gave me to end my… problem… it makes me throw up everything I've eaten in ages and ages.
I'm just glad that this is the last potion of that type I'll have to take… I hope. Madam Pomfrey says she'll give me a potion that I can take to keep from getting in this position in the first place.
November 1, 1993
Sirius Black was in the castle! As soon as I get out of the Hospital Wing, I am going to find every record I can that refers to Sirius Black. I want to know what is going through his head. He can't be insane if he's functioning well enough to get all the way into the castle!
My stomach hurts, but I'm leaving the Hospital Wing later.
At least my ability to have children when I – well, at least it isn't damaged.
November 6, 1993
Dementors were at the Quidditch game. I nearly passed out, between seeing Harry fall all the way to the ground, and hearing Robert Jones shouting at me.
I visited Harry in the Hospital Wing, after the game, but he didn't wake up, and I left when his friends came in. I'm a little afraid of Ronald Weasley, and I think that Hermione Granger is just too smart for me.
I found some yearbooks and genealogies. Time to look up Sirius Black. I'll look up Marvella Chittock's great-something-or-another while I'm at it.
November 29, 1993
I found my shoes in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Wonderful. I also woke up with the word "Traitor" written all over my uniform. Cleaning it made me late for Transfiguration. I think it has something to do with my tolerance for Luna Lovegood. My roommates call her Loony, and she's a Ravenclaw.
We were flattened by Ravenclaw in Quidditch on the 27th.
I found out who Marvella's "Adalia Black" is. Adalia Gaunt Black, married to Orion Black, mother of Sirius, Phineas, Elladora, and Isla. Died in 1926, after the deaths of three of her children and her husband. Marvella is related to her through Phineas' daughter Belvina, who married Herbert Burke. Belvina's daughter, Sallah, is Marvella's mother. So, Marvella is distantly related to the Slytherin family, since the Gaunt family is supposedly the descendants of Slytherin. That's why she's so proud of being related to Adalia Black.
Sirius Black is a more interesting character.
The yearbooks prove him to be extremely handsome; he had black hair, grey eyes, and the high cheekbones prevalent in pureblood families. He also was extremely mischievous, currently holds the record amount of detentions (despite Fred and George's best efforts). Best friends with James Potter, Sirius despised everything that the Black family stood for – arrogance, Dark Magic, purity of blood – and ran away when he was sixteen.
Despite being proudly anti-Dark, people were oddly certain that he was to blame for betraying the Potters. There was no trial, and no inquiries with his other best friend, Remus Lupin, were made.
Supposedly, he killed Peter Pettigrew, but all that was found was a finger. Goodness, if all I had to do to get away from Robert Jones was cut off a finger, I'd have done it back when I was eight, back when he began – never mind.
The point is, even though he was loyal to a fault, proudly Light, and utterly devoted to James (and by default, Lily) Potter, people didn't even think twice about tossing him in Azkaban. And unless the Department of Mysteries gave him his trial, there never was one.
I think that now would be a good time to start planning about moving to France. I hear that the Magical Community is a lot less prejudiced and unfair.
Thinking about it, I feel bad for Professor Lupin. Here he is, at Hogwarts, when the friend that has been in Azkaban for years is trying – and succeeding – to get in. And he's teaching his best friend's son.
I think that I'll ask Harry how much he knows, next time I see him.
December 3, 1993
I haven't managed to meet up with Harry yet.
I got a message today from Professor Sprout. The Headmaster wants to see me for some reason. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I was p – incapacitated at the beginning of the school year.
I need to find my socks; I can't go to see the Headmaster only wearing shoes without socks!
December 4, 1993
I can't remember if I wrote that I went to the Headmaster's office yesterday. As it turns out, he just wanted to make sure that I'm handling my classes, what with my inability to deal with living plants and stuff.
December 6, 1993
Professor Sprout hung up the sign-up sheets for staying over the holiday, today. I checkmarked the stay, obviously. It's bad enough that I'll have to return to the orphanage come summer, I definitely don't want to go back just in time to give Robert Jones a Christmas present.
December 9, 1993
You will never believe this! I finally Transfigured something! Erm, well, I Transfigured my ears. Into flowers.
Thankfully, they're just normal muggle flowers, so I won't blow up my ears by accident. Madam Pomfrey says that I can go through my daily life, so long as I come back to the Hospital Wing every day for the potion that I have to take. Something about accidental Transfiguration versus Transmogrification. Whatever.
Only problem is, I can't physically hear a thing!
Thank Merlin I can lip-read. Oh well, it isn't as if I actually have anyone to buy last-minute presents for. I bought presents for Solstice, Harry, and the twins back in August. And I made a necklace of bottlecaps for Luna. Oh, and I bought a Laughing Fuzzball for Hagrid. (They are little, fuzzy, cute, and have sharp teeth. They are not poisonous, but it's well-nigh impossible to kill them. It's as if they are made of steel. I think Hagrid will like it.)
I bought Solstice a book called "A History of America: From the Muggle Viewpoint." Very dry and her style. I think she'll like it, because she's trying to break free from her parents' image, but she genuinely likes boring stuff.
I bought walkie-talkies for the Twins, and I Charmed them to work on magic instead of batteries.
I bought a miniature Quidditch game that can be manipulated with a wand for Harry. I really wish I could have bought him something better, he deserves something awesome. Compared to his life, mine is easy.
December 13, 1993
Guess what type of flower my ears are? Lupines! Hehe.
December 17, 1993
Somebody stole the book I was going to give Solstice! And Solstice was just really nice to me too; she caught me when someone shoved me down the stairs and everything.
December 18, 1993
The oddest thing happened today. There was this wave, like a tidal wave of magic. It broke over the entire castle.
It made me shiver, and I felt like someone was staring at me. That feeling, it was like I was connected to the entire Hogwarts, and everything seemed to be glowing for a moment.
It was a wondrous feeling, and terrifying. I felt so tiny, compared to Hogwarts in its entirety.
I think that it may have been someone assuming control of the School Wards. I'll have to look it up, and see if there is an explanation in the library, over the break.
I found the book that I was going to give Solstice. It'll take me hours to clean and repair. But when it's done, it'll be as good as new. (I hope!)
December 20, 1993
Harry said hello to me in the Great Hall today, during breakfast. It felt nice to have someone pay attention to me for a whole minute.
I went on a walk once I finished my homework that's due post-holidays. It's really cold outside, but nice. The air smells sweet, and there may be no snow, but it's still nice.
Right now, I'm sitting under a tree while I'm writing. Most people aren't coming outside, because it's so cold, so I can be left alone.
Oh!
There's a large black dog, I think he thinks I have food – I do have a roll saved for later that I can give him. Hold on while I Warm it up again.
I've never had a real pet before, but this dog makes me feel safe. His eyes have this really smart look in them, like he's practically human.
I am going to look up magical dogs in the library later. Definitely. Teehee. He's licking my cheek.
December 25, 1993, Christmas Day
Merry Christmas! I actually got presents!
I got a necklace shaped like a star from Solstice, and it reeks of magic. I think it might be a Portkey.
I got a box of tricks from the Twins, as well as a book called "What Is It: A Simple Guide to Transfiguration."
Somebody, I don't know who, gave me a bracelet. I don't plan on wearing it until I figure out who gave it to me.
Luna gave me a pair of earrings made from some twisted wire. They're really… unique.
And guess what? Harry gave me something! He gave me a book called "Theories of Charms and Unique Spellwork." It's for people who are going for a Charms Mastery!
The Headmaster smiled at me. I wish I could find the guidebook to this thing, because I think that I wrote something important involving the Headmaster, and now I can't remember!
January 1, 1994, New Year
Happy New Year. I just hope it'll be happier than last year. Or the year before that. And a nice gift from whoever's in charge out there would be some ability in flying and Transfiguration.
Yeah, right. This is a dumb time to think about it, but the probability that I'll ever be good at Transfiguration has reached an all-time low. I failed last term. I have been informed that, unless I can bring up my grade to an EE within two weeks of the beginning of next term, I will be given a different tutor.
Not good.
Ah, well. I shall hope for a good year, and ignore that little voice in the back of my head that says that it is a dream doomed to die.
January 3, 1994
The Third Years are learning about Salamanders in CoMC. The fencing holding the Salamanders in has already been re-Charmed to keep from burning down seven times.
I told the Twins what Professor McGonagall told me, and they said they'll try to help. Somebody stole all of my books on Transfiguration, and I need those books!
My shoes are missing again.
January 6, 1994
My Transfiguration books are still missing, and I couldn't complete my homework for Transfiguration. I hope I get my books back before tomorrow, or I'm in awful trouble.
January 7, 1994
I borrowed Solstice's Transfiguration books, but I think I did pretty badly on the essay anyway. I'm in such trouble.
I nearly fainted yesterday, when a Dementor got too close to the castle. I need to figure out how to fight off their effects.
January 11, 1994
Three more days until my time to bring up my Transfiguration grade is up, and I only got a bare A on my essay. I'm doomed.
January 13, 1994
Merlin, help me, please! I don't want any tutors but the Twins!
I overheard Harry talking to his friends; he's getting lessons on the Patronus Charm from Professor Lupin. I wonder if it is possible for me to eavesdrop on the lessons. I'd like to learn the Patronus as well.
I am going to look up the Patronus Charm as soon as I have time – which means, as soon as I am able to do something besides cram Transfiguration.
At least my DADA grades are on the rise. I'm near the top of the class! And Potions is nearly as good. Herbology Theory is alright, maybe EE/A level, and I'm currently reading Twelfth Century Wizarding Events, by Diggory McNab, so I'm far ahead of History of Magic.
January 14, 1994
Please, someone, let me die. Please.
I'm to be tutored by this boy who's a year older than me. He's another Hufflepuff, but he's supposedly really good at Transfiguration. I think I heard someone say something about Professor Sprout wanting him to become friends with someone, so this would be a good chance for him.
I don't know Zacharias Smith. But I do know that he's blonde. And that's a bad omen.
January 15, 1994
Everyone's really satisfied that Slytherin beat Ravenclaw, because of when Ravenclaw beat us earlier in the year. I think it's silly. But then, I still can barely stay on a broom.
January 18, 1994
I had my first tutoring session with Smith today. He's nearly as cruel as Robert Jones, vocally. Physically, he only slapped me twice. Not so bad.
I finally looked up magical dogs. As it turns out, the big black dog is called a Grim. Supposedly, seeing it means that you are going to die.
That isn't such a bad thing. I mean, who would miss me?
January 21, 1994
Smith gave me a black eye. Thank goodness I know how to make a simple bruise cream.
January 25, 1994
Someone stole my homework for Transfiguration. I'm terrified that I'm going to fail.
I blew up the cup that I was supposed to Transfigure for Smith. He didn't like that too much. Writing hurts.
January 28, 1994
I tried the Patronus Charm this morning during a free period. I got a bit of mist, using the memory of feeling like Harry was almost my friend.
Luna Lovegood gave me a hug today, before my tutoring session with Smith. I wonder why.
I got a black eye again. I think that my nose might be broken.
February 1, 1994
I broke my arm today, during tutoring. I told Madam Pomfrey that someone pushed me down the stairs. I'm not sure she believed me.
There was Itching Powder in my underwear today. I have a rash, now.
February 4, 1994
Somebody's rat bit me today. I hate rats. I hate blonde hair. I hate Itching Powder. I hate broken bones. I hate getting stupid February colds and being sick at horrid times.
I despise failing anything.
My life is miserable. I want to see the Grim again.
February 6, 1994
Rumor has it that Sirius Black tried to get Harry again, but picked the wrong bed. He was trying to get into Ronald Weasley's bed.
I think that, considering he got all the way into the Gryffindor Third Year Boys' Dorm, he wasn't making a mistake. For some reason, Sirius Black wants Ronald Weasley.
I wonder why.
February 8, 1994
Neville Longbottom got a Howler today. I hate Howlers, and I've never even gotten one.
Smith only gave me a – I mean, I only got a black eye today. I blew up the cup I was supposed to Transfigure again.
February 14, 1994
Happy Valentine's Day. Someone put toad slime in my bed today, and my shower water made me polka-dotted pink and purple. I look like a fool.
The Twins gave me chocolates that make me hum "Happy Day, Helen" under my breath. I like that song, especially once I found out that wizards know it. It goes:
Happy day,
On my way
Gone to find my truth
Who loves me
Can it be
My husband, beloved from youth?
Happy Day, Helen Dearest,
Dearest Helen Love.
Happy Day, Helen Dearest,
From Your Menelaus.
Happy day,
This I say
For you fill my world
I shall hope
To braid thy ropes
Of heartfelt-given pearls.
Happy day, Helen Dearest…
It's a pretty song, isn't it?
Harry smiled at me, and said "Happy Valentine's Day."
Despite the pranks, this has got to be the best Valentine's Day I have ever had.
February 22, 1994
Smith – I mean, I broke my arm again. I think my ankle is sprained as well. Do you think that Madam Pomfrey will believe the "falling down the stairs" story again?
I didn't think so.
March 4, 1994
I Transfigured my left hand into a fork. It's silver. How odd it feels. What hurts is that Smith tried to bend it in half. Now it aches. He said that he wanted to see if it bent like real silver did.
It did.
I knew that Smith being blonde was a bad omen.
March 7, 1994
I officially hate stomach-aches. They are awful, and distracting. I threw up this morning. Madam Pomfrey said that I'm in the Hospital Wing almost as often as Harry is.
Wonderful.
March 22, 1994
The Twins' birthday is coming up. I'm making a sign that says "Danger Zone: Mischief Makers at Work," and Charming it to flash different colors and make false explosions.
I actually made a Patronus today. I imagined how I would feel if I passed Transfiguration with some leeway (like with an EE).
March 25, 1994
I hurt. A lot. My school robes are torn, too. I hope that I can mend them.
My right arm is twisted, and bruised. My eyes are both black. I think that I might have a chipped tooth.
Tutoring was not fun today. I wonder if I could get out of – no, I know better than that.
March 29, 1994
Madam Pomfrey told me that I should report whoever is hurting me. I wonder if reporting Smith will actually make him stop.
Should I report him?
I've decided that I shall buy a new copy of the guidebook to this diary. My memory is already bad enough; it would be nice to be able to remind myself of things.
April 1, 1994
Happy Sixteenth, Fred and George! I gave them their present. They said that they're going to hang it on their door at the Burrow! I can't believe that they actually thought it was any good.
I feel like I could produce a full Patronus! Fred called me their "little chocolate-topped sister!" And George agreed! Oh my gosh, they really did! I feel like I could dance on air!
I wonder…
…ooo000O000ooo…
Merlin! I – I – I Transfigured a tissue into a parchment! I really did! All by myself! Without help! I wonder if my problem has to do with confidence and visualization.
I'm going to try Transfiguring a cup into a plate. Hold on a moment.
…ooo000O000ooo…
It worked. It worked! It really, really worked! I can Transfigure! I might actually pass! Oh my god, oh my god, I need to lie down before I fall down.
April 16, 1994
Up Gryffindor! Gryffindor won the Quidditch Cup! They beat Slytherin! And Professor Sprout and Professor McGonagall say that I no longer need tutoring in Transfiguration! And Harry grinned at me! And Fred hugged me! I think that it's exclamation day! I might have eaten too much chocolate after the game!
I think that I will get some warm milk from the kitchens and try to calm down a little.
April 27, 1994
I passed the Transfiguration pop quiz today! I got – guess! Guess what I got!
An O! I got an Outstanding on my Transfiguration pop quiz! I think that seeing the Grim before Christmas gave me good luck!
Smith punched me when I was on my way back to the dorm, today. So I have a black eye.
But I don't care about the black eye. I passed the pop quiz!
May 5, 1994
Solstice was crying today. I think it might be the first time I've ever seen her really be emotional. I asked her what was wrong, and she said that her brother wrote her parents and told them that she was my friend, and they sent her a letter stating that she will stay away from me, or else.
I asked her what "or else" meant, and she told me to look up the Cruciatus Curse.
The Cruciatus Curse is an Unforgivable Curse, one of three. It causes indescribable pain. I can't believe that any parent would do that to their child, but Solstice says that her parents would. She's afraid of her own parents.
I always thought that having parents would be wonderful, but I guess that even parents can be nasty.
Solstice says that her parents are both blonde, and that her father sometimes doubts that she is a Malfoy, because she has black hair and looks just like her cousin Sirius. I can believe that such horrible parents would be blonde.
When I told Solstice my theory about blonde people, she asked me about Luna. I told her that Luna is the exception that defines the rule. Without an exception, how could it be a rule?
Also, Luna really has hair that's more of a light brown than blonde.
May 9, 1994
Professor McGonagall asked me to come to her office, today. She said that she thinks she figured out why I have so much trouble with Transfiguration. Then she asked me for my wand.
Guess what. It turns out, I burned out my wand's core at some point, and have been doing all of my magic wandlessly, but Transfiguration is more difficult to do without a wand. So, I've been occasionally over-powering my spells and occasionally under-powering them.
Professor McGonagall recommended that I get a new wand over the summer. I hope I have enough money.
May 17, 1994
Final Exams are coming up, and I'm terrified!
Alright, I'm going to go through this logically.
Transfiguration – I'm doing much better now, closer to EE than ever before. I can pass.
DADA – I'm doing absolutely marvelously in Defense, this year. Professor Lupin is a fantastic teacher. I hope he can come back next year.
Charms – Charms is my best class! I'm at the top, in Charms.
History of Magic – I should do well, but I wish we would learn something besides goblin rebellions. Something useful, like previous Dark Lords.
Astronomy – I should be able to pass, hopefully. As long as I don't fall asleep.
Potions – I am rather average in Potions, and Solstice has been helping me get even better! I should do fabulously in the Exam.
Herbology – I'm only doing Theory, but I'm fine with the Theory.
See, I will be fine. Now if only I could believe that.
June 6, 1994
Exams begin today. Herbology and Potions. I did perfectly well on Herbology Theory, although I think that I mixed up two different types of humanoid plants. Oh, well.
Potions will be okay. I have to believe that. Solstice keeps giving me reassuring looks when she thinks I'm not really paying attention.
June 7, 1994
I think that I did well in Potions. Tranfiguration and Astronomy today. I actually completed the entire Practical in Transfiguration. Theory, I did perfectly. I've been hammering Transfiguration Theory into my head forever.
I hope I don't fall asleep during the Astronomy Practical tonight.
June 8, 1994
I actually managed to stay awake during the Astronomy Practical last night! This morning, we had DADA, and it had to be the coolest Practical that I have ever taken! The Theory was a breeze, and this afternoon is Charms.
One might say that today is my day – DADA and Charms are my best classes!
June 9, 1994
I saw the Grim again today!
I think that the Grim must be my lucky charm. Not only was the History of Magic Exam a complete ace, but I managed to stay on my broom for the entire Remedial Flying Exam! I actually managed to pass the Flying class! No more Remedial Flying!
I went to visit Hagrid during lunch break. Buckbeak, the hippogriff, is going to be executed today. I feel horrible that I couldn't help Hagrid at all, but I believe that something will happen. The Hogwarts Wards are humming, and I saw the Grim, which is definitely my lucky charm.
June 10, 1994
Buckbeak escaped! I visited Hagrid today, and Buckbeak escaped last night!
Other news – Professor Lupin is leaving. So what that he's a werewolf? He's the best teacher we've ever had, nothing like Lopehead at all! I think that I am rather upset at Professor Snape at the moment. So he doesn't like Professor Lupin. Did he have to tell the whole school that Professor Lupin is a werewolf?
I don't think I ever realized just how spiteful Professor Snape can be. It sort of hurts, to realize that. I wonder if he would have completely ignored my magical allergy to magical plants, if I was a Gryffindor. Not that I'm brave enough to be a Gryffindor anyway.
Other news – Harry was in the Hospital Wing for some reason, last night. Rumor has it that he fought Sirius Black, and saved Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger from Black.
I think that the story is partly fact, and mostly gossip. I wonder what really happened.
June 17, 1994
I passed! Oh, Merlin above, I passed everything! I even got an EE in Transfiguration! That's tons better than my Poor from last term!
I got an O in DADA, Charms, and History of Magic. I got EE in Transfiguration, Herbology, and Astronomy. I got an A in Remedial Flying. Okay, so an Acceptable is not quite as good as Exceeds Expectations or Outstanding, but still!
Someone ambushed me and hacked off my hair. I look absolutely horrible.
June 18, 1994
Good bye, Hogwarts. Merlin, the year dashed by while I wasn't looking. I'll hide this again, so that nobody gets it. I wouldn't want Robert Jones to take it from me, or Marvella Chittock to steal it.
See you next year!
End of the school year 1993-1994. Summer of 1994 coming soon.
AN: Please, Please, Please: REVIEW! I need to know that this is not a stupid idea; diary style is not my ordinary style of writing! So please review!
AN2: I now have a poll up about this story - please, please, I need your input!
