5 November 1997
Everything is going wrong. I think even the world can sense it, Father says he hasn't seen a cheerful face in ages. I keep forgetting to smile a lot, so that other people feel happier, but I really ought to. Nobody seems to smile anymore.
Pansy makes me feel like I worry too much, but I don't think I do. It can't go back to the way it was, as much as I want it to: that's what the changes mean, I'm sure of it. Something's got to be done.
I hope Harry's alright.
Pansy makes me feel like I worry too much, but I don't think I do. It can't go back to the way it was, as much as I want it to: that's what the changes mean, I'm sure of it. Something's got to be done.
I hope Harry's alright.