10 March 1982 - as Mary MacDonald (1978 Gryffindor)
I'm not the sort to keep a journal, I never have been. Before I would speak my mind and not think twice about it, but that's not me anymore. Anyway, that doesn't matter. I've just had a lot of thoughts lately.
I still miss Lily. And James too, of course, but I was closer to Lily. Sometimes I don't think about it but every once in a while I wonder what happened to Harry. I wonder how he's doing, I wonder if he still looks like James or if he's started to take more after Lily or if he'll ever got to Hogwarts. He's terribly famous, I could understand if they sent him to the continent. I'm sad that he'll never grow up with his parents. I miss Lily. I'm glad that the war is over, You-Know-Who is gone. I just wish it could have happened another way. I would doubt if I was the only one.
I feel bad for all of those people who Jacob Mulciber put under Imperius. His poor fiancee (I should say ex-fiancee, I'm just sad that they didn't give her a chance at his bollocks, people would pay money to see that) and all those other people. I'm glad that he's getting what he deserves. I don't like dementors but some people deserve them and he's one of them. Good riddance.
I feel a little ridiculous writing this to myself, but I feel better. I've been thinking about getting another job. I can afford my flat now, but just barely. It's not bad, but things could be better.
Ra
Sometime
I think it was a good idea to stay in and read tonight. The weather outside is dead nasty. I can't wait for spring to actually get here so the rain isn't so cold.