15th January 1972…
I went for a walk with Severus in the grounds today. I had so many layers on I could have easily resembled a cake. Sev was late. Some of the Slytherins saw me and they called me a mudblood. I wanted to cry when I heard that word but I just gave them my coldest glare. Potter heard them say it. He was so angry. He pulled out his wand. He jinxed the Slytherin. Luckily Professor McGonagall arrived otherwise Potter would have started a duel. He's so arrogant. I don't know who he thinks he is coming to my rescue like that. As if I need him to. Potter then had the audacity to wink at Professor McGonagall. I got really angry with him. I just don't get why he has to stick his nose into my business.
We had a great walk in the grounds. We barely spoke but it was just perfect. We even had a snowball fight. I completely forgot about being called a mudblood. Severus has a way of making everything feel better. I really have missed him.