The Diary of a Young Werewolf Chapter Seven
CHAPTER SEVEN
November 30
Dear Diary,
Gryffindor flattened Hufflepuff in their last match. Harry managed to catch the snitch within the first five minutes and their was a huge victory party held in the Common Room that night. There was dancing and singing and laughing until well past midnight when Professor Mcgonagall came in and told us all to go to bed. I do not remember eating or drinking anything but I do remember feeling very sleepy afterwards and having to practically crawl into bed. The next morning I woke up to an empty dorm which in my mind was actually kind of nice. After a quick shower, I got dressed and went down to breakfast arriving just in time for the morning post. I was about to unfold my paper when someone spoke.
"I see you've know Howlers this morning," It was Harry who had come to sit down beside me.
"Yes well, nwo that the Dark Lord has returned I don't believe people see me as much of a threat now do they?" I replied.
I looked at the front page of the day's Prophet and sighed: More deaths. Disgusted, I put the paper down and opened a letter from home telling me that my parents were extremely worried about me only to have me write back and tell them not to. I plan to accomplish my goal and become and Auror no matter what. Only then will I be able to do something with myself.
December 6
Dear Diary,
I once went to Muggle Longdon a few years ago and saw a play called: The Phantom of the Opera. It is a very sad play about a man who wears a mask that covers almost over half his face which is horribly disfigured. Anyway Diary, there is a song in this play sung by one of the characters, Christine, who goes to visit her father's grave called "Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again" and I think it fits the way I am feeling right now very well. Today is the four year anniversary of my grandmother's death. This day is alwaysa very said because SI was very close to her and I wish I could be home wtih my parents right now in order to honor her memory by eating at her favourite restaurant but unfortunatly I can not. Like the Phantom I to wear a mask but it is not visible and the disfigurement it is not visible and the disfigurement it covers is on the inside. I must go I have a D.A meeting to attend to and students to tour.
December 13
Dear Diary,
Christmas is coming and my parents are urging me to stary at Hogwarts. They seem to think that I would be safer here then at home. "Of course I can not agree more," I write back.. I tell them that I will always love them and that according Professor Lupin I am doing very well in my Defense class, "with skills to rival Harry Potter." I'm not so sure this pleases them. My other classes are about the same though. I managed to succeed in getting my vanishing solution into the beige color that it is supposed to be ("Much cheapter then expensive Invisibility Cloaks," Prof. Snape said with an added glare in Harry's directions after waving the directions on the board). In Charms class we practiced Concealment Charms and in Defense Against the Dark Arts we learned how to blow up any inanimate objects that might be used against us. It was quite fun. I found that I have qutie a knack for making things go kaboom. Ha!Ha!Ha!
Christmas is getting closer and there was supposed to be a Hogsmeade weekend but I have decided not to go. All of my gift shopping was done by Owl Order and was sent of weeks ago. Frankly Diary, I am afraid to leave the castle walls. Professor Lupin says my fears (or is it paranoia? I'm not sure) are understandable but I must not forget to live. What do I have the live for Diary? What does my life mean? There are so many unanswered questions left for me to decipher! Perhaps one day soon, I will.
Sarah
November 30
Dear Diary,
Gryffindor flattened Hufflepuff in their last match. Harry managed to catch the snitch within the first five minutes and their was a huge victory party held in the Common Room that night. There was dancing and singing and laughing until well past midnight when Professor Mcgonagall came in and told us all to go to bed. I do not remember eating or drinking anything but I do remember feeling very sleepy afterwards and having to practically crawl into bed. The next morning I woke up to an empty dorm which in my mind was actually kind of nice. After a quick shower, I got dressed and went down to breakfast arriving just in time for the morning post. I was about to unfold my paper when someone spoke.
"I see you've know Howlers this morning," It was Harry who had come to sit down beside me.
"Yes well, nwo that the Dark Lord has returned I don't believe people see me as much of a threat now do they?" I replied.
I looked at the front page of the day's Prophet and sighed: More deaths. Disgusted, I put the paper down and opened a letter from home telling me that my parents were extremely worried about me only to have me write back and tell them not to. I plan to accomplish my goal and become and Auror no matter what. Only then will I be able to do something with myself.
December 6
Dear Diary,
I once went to Muggle Longdon a few years ago and saw a play called: The Phantom of the Opera. It is a very sad play about a man who wears a mask that covers almost over half his face which is horribly disfigured. Anyway Diary, there is a song in this play sung by one of the characters, Christine, who goes to visit her father's grave called "Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again" and I think it fits the way I am feeling right now very well. Today is the four year anniversary of my grandmother's death. This day is alwaysa very said because SI was very close to her and I wish I could be home wtih my parents right now in order to honor her memory by eating at her favourite restaurant but unfortunatly I can not. Like the Phantom I to wear a mask but it is not visible and the disfigurement it is not visible and the disfigurement it covers is on the inside. I must go I have a D.A meeting to attend to and students to tour.
December 13
Dear Diary,
Christmas is coming and my parents are urging me to stary at Hogwarts. They seem to think that I would be safer here then at home. "Of course I can not agree more," I write back.. I tell them that I will always love them and that according Professor Lupin I am doing very well in my Defense class, "with skills to rival Harry Potter." I'm not so sure this pleases them. My other classes are about the same though. I managed to succeed in getting my vanishing solution into the beige color that it is supposed to be ("Much cheapter then expensive Invisibility Cloaks," Prof. Snape said with an added glare in Harry's directions after waving the directions on the board). In Charms class we practiced Concealment Charms and in Defense Against the Dark Arts we learned how to blow up any inanimate objects that might be used against us. It was quite fun. I found that I have qutie a knack for making things go kaboom. Ha!Ha!Ha!
Christmas is getting closer and there was supposed to be a Hogsmeade weekend but I have decided not to go. All of my gift shopping was done by Owl Order and was sent of weeks ago. Frankly Diary, I am afraid to leave the castle walls. Professor Lupin says my fears (or is it paranoia? I'm not sure) are understandable but I must not forget to live. What do I have the live for Diary? What does my life mean? There are so many unanswered questions left for me to decipher! Perhaps one day soon, I will.
Sarah