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I don't want to be back.
I tossed this bloody journal into my trunk a few weeks ago, and found it again while looking for something. I almost threw it out of the Gryffindor Tower.
You always imagine your last year at Hogwarts to be something special, you know? It's what we've been working towards, isn't it? But I look at my schedule, and sit in the dormitories again and I find that I would give anything to get out of this place.
So I'll just wait here, and try to live.
Until June.