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November 15th 1998
I’m not entirely sure why I’m keeping this diary. Mum says I need to straighten out my thoughts but I’ve never been good with words. Drawing is easier - it’s easier to show people’s quirks in a cartoon or line sketch.
I don’t know whether I want to lay my soul for all and sundry to see. Yes, I can charm this and jinx it to my heart’s content but there’s always going to be someone who knows a better charm - or just a stronger one.
We’re in a middle of a war and no one knows for sure who is fighting for which side. Rumours have it that Draco Malfoy has turned his colours to suit. There’s hardly anyone up at the school these days. Mum nearly didn’t send us back and it was only Rabbi Jeremy that changed her mind. She was too scared to let the little ones go.
Being in Hogsmeade helps. At least then, I can see that they are safe. They say that’s very quiet in the castle. Everyone’s nerves are jangling and expecting an attack any day.
I’m not entirely sure why I’m keeping this diary. Mum says I need to straighten out my thoughts but I’ve never been good with words. Drawing is easier - it’s easier to show people’s quirks in a cartoon or line sketch.
I don’t know whether I want to lay my soul for all and sundry to see. Yes, I can charm this and jinx it to my heart’s content but there’s always going to be someone who knows a better charm - or just a stronger one.
We’re in a middle of a war and no one knows for sure who is fighting for which side. Rumours have it that Draco Malfoy has turned his colours to suit. There’s hardly anyone up at the school these days. Mum nearly didn’t send us back and it was only Rabbi Jeremy that changed her mind. She was too scared to let the little ones go.
Being in Hogsmeade helps. At least then, I can see that they are safe. They say that’s very quiet in the castle. Everyone’s nerves are jangling and expecting an attack any day.