Tuesday evening
Well, Ronald forced me to get this journal. And the twins. They're just lucky I didn't hex them. Especially after the incident this summer where Pigwidgeon left a dead mouse on my bed.
I had a great birthday on the 11th. Mum and Dad bought me a new broom. Fred and George bought me dungbombs, and tried to kill me with a new product. It's odd being 15 now. One more step to being legal - kidding brothers!
I need to get some more Dreamless Sleep Potion from Pomfrey, the dreams are back. They got worse after the Ministry.
Harry, what's going on about Quidditch? I know I'm Chaser and all that, but we need to get Ron off his lazy backside and back on the field. Shall I poke him, or shall you?
I had a great birthday on the 11th. Mum and Dad bought me a new broom. Fred and George bought me dungbombs, and tried to kill me with a new product. It's odd being 15 now. One more step to being legal - kidding brothers!
I need to get some more Dreamless Sleep Potion from Pomfrey, the dreams are back. They got worse after the Ministry.
Harry, what's going on about Quidditch? I know I'm Chaser and all that, but we need to get Ron off his lazy backside and back on the field. Shall I poke him, or shall you?