Top Secret

by Shealtiel

Rated: T for sexual references, adult themes, violence and mild coarse language

Summary: "Oak, fourteen inches, unpliant and resilient, excellent for Transfiguration with a knack for Charms. Veela hair core."

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Sunday, June 15th, 1975

2:22pm

Hogwarts Express

Home for the holidays once again. Honestly, I love hanging out with my family, but a whole summer without any friends? Not the ideal way to spend two and a half months of my life every year. I don't live anywhere near any of my school friends and it is highly tragic.

Sirius, reading over my shoulder again (who invited him into this compartment anyway? Certainly not Lily. She's just glowering out the window and ignoring James while he tries to reason with her about why she should fancy him... which, let me tell you, is really not helping the situation), says I should be glad that I at least have friends. Which is true.

"And," he says, "a family that at least gives some sort of damn about you."

I wonder what really goes on with his family. I've heard they treat him terribly (and I know all the stuff he told me that one time), but it would be interesting to see what they're like.

I'm such a voyeur. Then again, he's the one reading my diary over my shoulder.

Anyhow, as I was complaining about not having my friends for the whole summer, I'm gonna go hang out with them now.

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2:41pm

Hogwarts Express

Oh hey, I dyed my hair blonde again in honour of summer. I'll probably dye it back once we get back to school, but I'm going to France. I need beach hair.

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