Dear diary,

Yesterday Nora and Lizzie came barging into the commonroom, even though Lizzie wasn't allowed, to find me out cold on the floor, the boys had put their final spell on me earlier and I couldn't take it anymore. They took me up to san with a few of their friends and the nurse - who had got to know me well by then - and she was shocked. 

It took me hours to wake up and by that time my parents were at the end of my bed, I thought for sure this was the afterlife but they smiled at me. I had been diagnosed Stress and Anxiety but was just happy to be relaxing. Dad said he was shocked to find out I was in Gryffindor, for he had lied to me, he had been in Gryffindor too! Mum said she was always happy for me to go to school, as long as I was learning. Nora and Lizzie hugged me so hard I thought I would burst - it was beggining to feel like home again. 

I had so many get well soon cards, flowers and snacks to eat. The nurse took care of me, she tried not to show it but she spent most of her time with me, making sure I was well and not bored. It was a Wednesday so I wasn't missing many lessons. I was told not to worry and that I would soon be on the mend. 

If you think this is it and I will stop writing in you, you're wrong. I love writing about stuff I can't tell to other people, its a way to free yourself. 

I should really stop writing but there is one more surprise - a few more Gryffindor girls want to be my friend, life might sort itself out for once!