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Published 11-2-2024
Entry 31:
November 10th, 1993
Dear Aimee,
Yesterday was horrible. The worst Quidditch match I've ever played in, and considering the fact that in first year Quirrell tried to kill me during a game, and last year Dobby enchanted a Bludger to chase me and break my arm, that's saying something.
The first thing that went wrong was the Slytherin team being slimy cheating gits. Malfoy faked having a cold to let them all wiggle out of playing the game in such shite weather, so instead of playing Slytherin, like we'd been practicing for, we were playing Hufflepuff (side note, I'm VERY concerned about Wood. His face keeps turning purple while yelling about the 'battle to the death' that is the House Cup. That's NOT healthy.).
The second problem was that it's been lashing rain for days. Even with the heating charms on my robes, and Aludra charming my glasses to be impervious to the rain, it was still freezing, I could barely see a thing and the Quaffle was so slippery we all kept dropping it.
Then, near the end of the game, dementors arrived. There must have been a dozen of them. Both Ally and I fell off our brooms.
I could understand what Grandma was saying this time. She was begging for Voldemort to kill her and spare us. I never would've thought of Grandma as being someone who would beg. Dad always said she was a really proud woman. I guess that goes to show how much she loved us, that she was willing to throw aside her pride and beg for our lives.
Not that it did any good, of course.
I feel terrible for Aludra. She was unconscious for DAYS. I was only out for a few hours, but everyone was focused on me falling, so nobody spotted her until it was almost too late. Thank Merlin Diggory managed to get her right before she hit the ground.
Also, this doesn't matter as much in the grand scheme of things (save for Oliver, who spent several hours in the shower-we think he was trying to drown himself), but we lost the match, and my broom is destroyed. When I fell, it went into the Whomping Willow, and, well, it's called the WHOMPING Willow for a reason. As for the match, Diggory, Aludra's 'older brother' caught the Snitch before he realized what had happened. I'll give him this, he tried to persuade Madam Hooch to allow a rematch, but she refused.
There's still some hope for the Cup, but it's pretty minor. Hufflepuff would have to lose to Ravenclaw, and then Ravenclaw would have to lose to Slytherin by at LEAST two hundred points. We can hope, but Gryffindor's prospects aren't looking great right now.
I'm going to go and check on Ally again. And then, once she's awake, I'm going to figure out the Patronus Charm. I refuse to let those damn abominations win!
I wish you were here,
All my love,
Evan
Entry 32:
November 20th, 1993
Dear Aimee,
Oh, I'm so exhausted. We had our first Patronus lesson tonight. Remus found us a Boggart, so we can practice as if we're facing an actual dementor.
Remus warned us this charm was advanced, and so did the books, but I didn't realize how EXHAUSTING it would be. I feel like I can't even cast a lumos charm.
Still, I WILL learn this charm. I CAN'T keep hearing Grandma be killed, or feel our bond breaking. I just can't. Not if I want to remain sane.
I wish you were here,
All my love,
Evan
Entry 33:
December 18th, 1993
Dear Aimee,
Today's the next Hogsmeade day. I was on my way to Remus' office when Fred and George cornered me and gave me this ratty piece of parchment. I was confused, and a bit wary because, you know, it's Fred and George, but then they tapped it and said "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good" and suddenly a map of Hogwarts appeared! On top of that, it showed where EVERYONE is!
It's called the Marauders' Map, and it was created by some people who called themselves Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs. They must've been geniuses to create something like this.
Fred and George wanted me to use it to sneak out of the castle to the village, but I couldn't because Remus and Ally were waiting on me.
I've only told Iris about it so far.
I should hand it over, because it could be invaluable with finding Pettigrew, but it's so interesting. I'll hand it over once the break is over. That's fair.
I wish you were here.
All my love,
Evan
Entry 34:
December 22, 1993
Dear Aimee,
Happy Yule, I guess. It was the usual thing, really. Mum and Dad decided that, with Pettigrew out, it was too dangerous to go to the Ministry Yule Ball last night. At this point, I doubt we'll EVER go. They're always going to have some excuse to avoid it.
This morning I woke up to Mum crying in your room and Dad comforting her, same as always. Sometimes I feel a bit bitter at how she seems more focused on the child she lost then the ones who she still has. Is that terrible of me? I miss you more than anything, but-Oh, I don't even know what I'm saying. I just wish things were different, I guess.
Anyway, Iris and I ate waffles for breakfast and once the parents came downstairs, we went into the main sitting room for presents. I got sweets and a handmade sweater from Ron's family, a new wand holster from Iris, a new Gryffindor backpack with expansion and feather-light charms on it from Ally, etc, etc. It was the gift from Mum, Dad and (to my utter shock) Sirius, that really stood out though. It was a FIREBOLT! A FIREBOLT, Aimee! It costs a FORTUNE!
I can't believe they actually got me one. Mum and Dad promised me a new broom for the holidays to replace my Nimbus, but I never expected THIS!
I Flooed over to the Blacks' place earlier this evening and talked with Sirius. Apparently, he wants to step up and be my godfather again. He told me that he regrets not being there for me when I was growing up, and that he wants to be there for me now. I told him I understood. I may not know what Mum and Dad did, but it's obvious that it hurt Sirius and Remus a lot. And since summer before second year, they're always there to listen and help when we need them.
Plus, he got me a FIREBOLT! I know it's from him AND the parents, but I also know that Dad is still working on rebuilding the family's finances after all the money he spent trying to find you a cure and the donations he and Granddad gave to the war effort, so the bulk of the cost has to have been paid by Sirius.
Oh, Mum's calling me for tea. I have to go.
I wish you were here,
All my love,
Evan
Entry 35:
January 20th, 1994
Dear Aimee,
Well, I'm finally making progress on my Patronus. I'm using a memory of the day when Iris was born. You were as healthy as you ever were, and Dad took us into his and Mum's bedroom where she had the baby, and Dad helped us hold her. You were so excited, stroking her head so gently. It made me so happy to see you smiling like that.
I guess it's not the best memory though. All my memories of you are kind of tainted by the grief of your death, and in my post-you memories a part of me is always wishing that you were still alive. That's probably why I can't get more than some mist.
Anyway, I gave Remus the Marauders' Map after our lesson. Turns out that he's Moony, Sirius is Padfoot and Dad is Prongs. Pettigrew was Wormtail. I wonder why they picked such strange nicknames? Now I think about it, I've heard Ally call Remus 'Uncle Moony', and heard Sirius and Remus call each other by Padfoot and Moony a couple times.
Dad was a prankster, can you believe it? I'm surprised he managed to marry Mum. She's never really liked practical jokes.
Anyway, it's just so hard to imagine. I can see it for Remus and Sirius, because in private they're so enthusiastic about their Prank Wars, but Dad? He's always so serious. I guess maybe it was the War, and, well, losing you that changed him, made him so solemn. I wonder what he would be like if the attack never happened, if you were still alive or he was still friends with Sirius and Remus? He might be a completely different person.
Anyway, I've got to go. We have Quidditch practice in the morning, and our game against Ravenclaw is the day after.
I have to admit, I'm a bit nervous. I've seen Cho Chang around and she's REALLY pretty. Her eyes are so dark, it's, what's the word Dad used? Oh yeah, beguiling. I know I won't be flying against her personally, but, well, you get it, don't you?
I wish you were here,
All my love,
Evan
Entry 36:
January 22nd, 1994
Dear Aimee,
WE WON THE GAME! 230-10, and I scored 7 of the goals! Ally was superb. Cho Chang was trying to mark her, but she just couldn't compete with the Firebolt (which Lee Jordan spent half the match advertising).
Oh, the Firebolt is such a dream to fly, Aimee. It's like it uses Legilimency to read my thoughts instead of responding to touch. It's the best present EVER!
Just to put the cherry on top of my day, Malfoy has a week of detention AND he and his cronies lost 80 points! Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Marcus Flint, the Slytherin Quidditch team captain, dressed up as dementors to try and scare Ally and me into falling off our brooms. Unfortunately for them, they got blinded by our Patronuses (Patroni?) and those of Ally's grandparents, Remus and Mum instead.
It didn't quite have a form, but you could sort of see four legs and a head. I used the feeling of happiness, hanging out with my friends, instead of a specific memory. Seems like that's the way to go.
It was a brilliant day. Maybe I'll use Malfoy's face the next time I conjure a Patronus.
I've got to go, the party's still going on.
I wish you were here,
All my love,
Evan
Entry 37:
January 23rd, 1994
Dear Aimee,
Pettigrew was here. I woke up last night and he was right there, hovering over me with a knife, reaching out. I managed to grab my wand as I yelled, and he turned into a rat and ran for it. I tried to stun him, but he got away.
How does he keep getting in?
I just don't know what to do, Aimee.
I wish you were here,
All my love,
Evan
Entry 38:
April 3rd, 1994
Dear Aimee,
We won the Quidditch Cup!
I wish you were here,
All my love,
Evan
Entry 39:
May 24th, 1994
Dear Aimee,
I don't even know where to start. Yesterday was INSANE! Insane and terrible.
We've been busy with exams all week. I got top marks in DADA, which was my second last exam. My last exam, Divination, was where things started going bad.
We each had to go up separately and try and see something in a crystal ball. I told Trelawney some nonsense about seeing myself flying on a hippogriff. Just as she was dismissing me, she went all stiff and started speaking in this weird voice. She said:
"IT WILL HAPPEN TONIGHT. THE DARK LORD LIES ALONE AND FRIENDLESS, ABANDONED BY HIS FOLLOWERS. HIS SERVANT HAS BEEN CHAINED THESE TWELVE YEARS. TONIGHT, BEFORE MIDNIGHT . . . THE SERVANT WILL BREAK FREE AND SET OUT TO REJOIN HIS MASTER. THE DARK LORD WILL RISE AGAIN WITH HIS SERVANT'S AID, GREATER AND MORE TERRIBLE THAN EVER BEFORE. TONIGHT . . . BEFORE MIDNIGHT . . . THE SERVANT . . . WILL SET OUT . . . TO REJOIN . . . HIS MASTER. . ."
She didn't remember afterwards, so I rushed off to find the others. Even though she doesn't think Trelawney's a real Seer, Ally still ran off to tell the Auror on duty, just in case. She said that it was too risky to ignore it.
Then at dinner, Iris' friends told us she was missing, so we ran off to look for her. She was gone, our dorm was ransacked, and there was a message from Pettigrew saying he had her and that Ally and I had to show ourselves at the Shrieking Shack at sunset. We did, of course, while the others used my Cloak to warn Mum and Dad and Remus what was going on.
Long story short, Pettigrew's insane, and he only betrayed us because he's a dirty rotten coward. How did someone like that was Sorted into Gryffindor, I'll never understand.
We had him captured, but he had a secret wand and managed to escape. I guess that means the rest of the prophecy will come true as well. But I've always known that Voldemort would return one day and I'd be destined to face him.
Also, Remus is a werewolf. More surprisingly, Ally is a bird Animagus.
It makes sense that Remus is a werewolf. I guess I've known for a while, I just didn't consciously put it together.
I'm kind of hurt that Remus didn't tell us, but I get it. Aludra said he was only SIX when he was bitten by Greyback. He's spent his whole life dealing with prejudice. He was probably afraid of how Iris and I would react. Well, it doesn't matter to ME, or h. Remus is still one of the two adults I trust the most, and I won't let this make me turn my back on him.
I wish you were here.
All my love,
Evan