Wednesdy, December 4, 1991

Winter at Hogwarts is very pretty, to be sure. But it is also very cold. You'd think someone would've come up with a good way to keep the castle warm by now. And yes, the fires are nice, and they are in most rooms. But they're aren't any in the corridors. And there's certainly no getting warm in the Astronomy tower! For once in my life I pity the Slytherins. They must be absolutely freezing. Maybe that's why Malfoy is always looking so sour. 

Tuesday, December 10, 1991

I am to stay at the castle over Christmas. I guess Moony's last boss was not half so "tolerant and inclusive" as advertised. Moony says he doesn't have proper housing for me right now. I tried to tell him Andi would be more than willing to have us for Christmas, but he refuses to ask and tells me I am not allowed to. I even said surely Dumbledore wouldn't mind him coming here, but he doesn't want me to ask about that either. I must admit, I'm nearly devastated. I don't think Moony realizes how hard it is for me to be away from him. Now it won't be till the Easter Holidays, if I even get those with him. Sometimes I feel he doesn't want me near him. 

Friday, December 20, 1991

It's absolute now, I'm definitely staying here. And worse, I seem to have upset Moony with my arguing. His last letter was very short and direct. I'm not used to less than a paragraph from him. Tomorrow's a moon, it's nearly Christmas, and Uncle Moony is angry with me. I can't stand it. And I can't even make up for it. I have no way to get him a gift at all, stuck here at the castle. Tara's staying for Christmas, though. So that's one bit of good news, I suppose. Someone to sit with at dinner. I'll spend the rest of my time on papers, I expect. 

Tuesday, December 24, 1991

It's Christmas Eve, and it has never felt less like Christmas. I've already done half the assignments. I've spent some time with Tara, but she just wants to have snowball fights. It's not very entertaining with the two of us. She keeps getting bored and trying to blow up mounds of snow. I swear, she's going to get the both of us expelled. And quite frankly, I don't enjoy cold snow going down my back, melting and mucking up my sweater. Tara thinks it's absolutely hilarious. Oh I forgot to mention, the twins gave Tara and me gifts before they left. I felt awful because I don't have gifts for anyone. And I didn't expect anything from them at all. I don't even expect either of them to talk to me most of the time. But they keep doing it. Anyway, they had some muggle stuff they stole from their dad. They gave me a music player witth some headphones. It was charmed to play songs without a disc and it can tune in to radio stations. Technically, I think this classifies as Misuse of Muggle Artifacts. But it's nice to have music while I'm studying. 

Friday December 27, 1991

Christmas ended up being something else. I was very tired and sad all day. I haven't heard from Moony in a bit. I think he's still mad at me. I couldn't focus at all. Tara kept talking to me and I just couldn't pay attention. I could tell it was upsetting her but I couldn't stop. But then, the weirdest thIing happened. I thought; "I hate Christmas" a little too loudly. And Tara heard it. At first I thought I accidently projected it to her, but then I asked her and she was just confused. She thought I had been speaking out loud. She had no idea what a Legillimens was at all. I dragged her off to see Dumbledore right away. He was frustratingly unruffled by the prospect. I thought it was kind of a big deal. But he just asked her to read his mind then said we'd have lessons together from now on. Then he had Tara leave and gave me a package from Moony. It was a book and pin. "Tales of Beedle the Bard", and the Deathly hallows pin. They were nice, but I think Dumbeldore expected me to be excited. There was no note at all with them. Moony comepletly hates me, I'm sure. After I left, Tara forced me to tell her why I was upset. I cried and everything, it was so embarrasing. Later, I talked to my dad before I went to bed. He was doing better than usual and we were able to actually talk for once. It made me feel better. After that, I tried to make up with Tara because I could tell she was upset. Apparently she only stayed because I did and I basically ruined her Christmas with my bad mood. Well, she didn't say that but I could tell it was true. So yeah, Happy Christmas to me.