1 September, 1973

Third year! I had a great summer and I have high hopes for this year. I got to see Remus a few times, and visited Lily and Alice. As third years we get to enjoy the perk of visiting the little wizarding village just down the lane from school. All I've ever seen of it is the train station. I especially want to see the house on the hill. The villagers have started calling it the Shrieking Shack. I must say I love having this compartment to myself every year. It really helps me to collect my thoughts and get ready for the new year. I don't know why no one else sits in here, but every year its left empty. I love it!

Annicka Llewellyn

"Annicka!" she turned as she heard her name called by Lily. "Why didn't you come to the compartment?"

"Oh, sorry, I just wanted some time to myself. Do you know why no one ever sits in the third compartment from the front?" Annicka asked as they made their way to one of the horseless carriages.

"No one can get the door open," Alice explained, joining them. Annicka's brow creased, but she shrugged off her confusion and climbed into the carriage.

5 September, 1973

School is going great so far. Black has been mostly leaving me alone, but I suspect that won't last for very long. Lily and Potter have managed to avoid fighting. The most interesting thing that has happened as been Alice and Frank Longbottom, they're becoming good friends, and who knows in a year or two they might even admit how much they like each other. The younger Black seems to have fallen in with my main group of Slytherin torturers. I've begun to think that the Black family has made it their mission to make my life miserable. Well, we'll see if Little Black is as big a pain in my ass as Big Black.

Annicka Llewellyn

20 September, 1973

Lille Black has now joined his brother on my annoying list. I will say that he's not as bad as his brother, but he definitely gets on my nerves. I've found him staring at me a few times, which is a little creepy, and now he's started joining in with the others in tripping me up and all the other things the Slytherins love to do. Black has now started planning something, I can ell by his attitude, and he's being secretive and cocky. Lily and Snape have been spending a lot of time together. I gather that they had worse than usual summer holidays.

I don't know if I could do it, go back to a house where someone hates me as much as Petunia hates Lily. I really hope that one day she can work things out with her sister. Remus is already planning for Hogsmeade, we don't get to go until Halloween, but he's really excited planning where we'll go. I'm not any less excited, but the only thing I really want to see is the house on the hill. Remus is coming, time to study.

Annicka Llewellyn

1 October, 1973

I haven't been writing because as impossible as it would have seemed this time last year I have even more school work than ever. When I started this journal I thought it would be easy to write in it every day, in some ways I think it's harder than anything I have to learn here. Mary, Margo and Alice all want to spend a good portion of our day in Hogsmeade together. I told them I need a few hours with Remus and then I'm theirs.

Lily is spending part of her time with Snape, and then we're all meeting at the Three Broomsticks. Potter asked her to go with him and of course she turned him down, as we all knew she would. Actually a lot of girls have been asked to go on . . . dates! Not just the older girls either, third years are asking each other out. I don't know how these girls can accept, boys are so stupid at our age. Though if you really pay attention they're not much better when they're older, I couldn't do it, but I've never been asked. I don't even like any of the boys in our school, I just don't get it.

Annicka Llewellyn

31 October, 1973

Hogsmeade today (Finally!) sorry for the wait, I'll write more later.

Annicka ran down the staircase to where Remus was waiting in the entrance hall. "Remus!" she called to him as she skid to a stop a few steps away. "Are you ready for adventure, mystery, and good clean fun?"

Remus laughed at her enthusiasm and offered her his arm, "Let's go," he replied. Annicka linked her arm with his and they walked with the crowd toward the village of Hogsmeade. They spent an hour or two exploring the village, but as the time came for them to separate Annicka insisted on exploring the boundaries of the village.

"Is that it?" Annicka asked pointing to a shabby house sitting atop a hill just beyond the village. Remus looked up and silently nodded his confirmation. Annicka immediately moved to the fence that served as a boundary between the house where Remus spent his nights as a Werewolf and the rest of the village. "I doesn't look very stable does it?" she asked.

"Not really," Remus muttered. "Ann, why are you staring at it like that?" he asked uncomfortable with her scrutiny.

"I want to make sure it's safe for you, I mean, does it ever get repaired?" she turned to look at him, sounding a little annoyed.

Remus shrugged, "I don't know. Why does it matter?"

"I'm sorry. I know you don't like talking about this stuff. I just wish there was some way . . . I hate thinking of you all alone up there," she confessed with a shrug.

"Maybe someday – I won't have to be," Remus replied, trying to cheer her up.

"Spare me your platitudes," she joked with a smile. "Come on, we better get back," Ann took Remus by the hand and started pulling him down the hill. By the time they reached the bottom they were laughing and joking around once more. Potter, Black and Pettigrew met them on the High Street. "Well I guess this is where I leave you," Annicka stated taking a step away from Remus. "I'll see you at supper." She turned on her heel and started to walk away, she was ten paces away when Remus called out to her.

"Hey Ann!" she paused and half turned to look at him. "Thanks for . . . you know," he said, for her concern back at the Shrieking Shack.

"Anytime," she replied with a smile and continued on her way.

"So the rumors are true," Black suddenly said.

"What rumors?" Remus asked.

"The rumors about you and Llewellyn," Potter replied. Annicka met the girls from her dorm in the Three Broomsticks. They had a few butterbeers and decided to investigate the village a bit more. They were walking down the High Street when she saw Remus and Black arguing heatedly. That night at the Halloween feast Remus was quiet, Annicka decided it wasn't her business, so she left Remus alone.

. . . I'm back; I just had the most wonderful day at the village! It was so much fun, and almost everyone had a great time. I saw Remus and Black fighting, and it must have been something big because Remus has been really quiet since. I hope they can work it out because as much as I dislike Black, I want Remus to be on good terms with his friends. The Shrieking Shack is appropriately named; by the way, it really is a shack. Oh, man, I am so sleepy. After the feast (delicious) and everything that happened today I just want to get some sleep. Good night.

Annicka Llewellyn

"Good morning Remus," Annicka greeted Remus the next morning; he walked past her without as much as a nod of acknowledgement. Thinking he may not have heard her she tried again at breakfast, but again received no response. By mid-day it was clear. Remus was ignoring her. Determined to find the cause of this sudden event Annicka sought out – "Black!" she called out and he froze on the steps of the grand staircase.

"What do you want?" he asked once she had reached him.

"I want to know what you and Remus argued about yesterday," she answered honestly.

"Why?" he asked sounding bored.

"Because I want to know why he's ignoring me today," she informed him.

Sirius glared at her and crossed his arms, "I'm getting tired of you blaming me for everything that goes wrong in your life."

"I don't blame you for everything, just the things that are your fault," Annicka retorted.

"And how exactly do you know this is my fault?" Sirius asked sounding bored again.

"Remus and I were perfectly fine yesterday, no arguments or misunderstandings, then I see him arguing with you and today it's like I don't exist. It doesn't take a genius to figure it out," Annicka's voice dripped with venom. They stared each other down and finally Annicka gave up, "Fine! Don't tell me. I hope you're proud of yourself," she hissed and continued up the stairs.