YA'LL I GOT COVID LMAO. I FEEL FINE, BUT IT SCARED THE HELL OUT OF ME WHEN I FOUND TODAY. I THOUGHT IT WAS ALLERGIES, BUT SINCE I WORK WITH CHILDREN WITH SPECIAL NEEDS AND THE GIRL THAT I'M WORKING RIGHT NOW HAS SOME NEUROLOGICAL PROBLEMS THAT END UP MESSING WITH HER IMMUNITY, I THOUGHT IT WAS FOR THE BEST TO GET TESTED BEFORE GOING TO WORK AND THEN IT CAME BACK POSITVE.
MY FAMILY (INCLUDING MY GRANDAD WHO LIVES WITH US) IS ALRIGHT. I PROBABLY GOT FROM SOMEONE FROM THE PLAY I WAS IN, BUT WE'LL NEVER KNOW, I GUESS. ANYWAYS... HERE'S THE CHAPTER!
WE'RE ALMOST AT THE END OF THE JOURNALS :(
BY THE WAY I NOTICED SEVERAL MISTAKES WITH THE YEARS AND ALL THAT, I'M SO BAD AT KEEPING TRACK OF TIME. SORRY ABOUT THAT, JUST IGNORE IT IF YOU FIND IT AS WELL, BUT IT'S 1:30 WHERE I LIVE AND I'M TOO LAZY TO FIX IT.
September 1st of 1977
I met Lord Voldemort. I have been going to almost every meeting he holds at the Lestrange Manor, but not for the same reason that everybody seems to think. I care little for his 'revolution'.
His ideas are radical and hard to actually work. Implanting such violent ideals would be harder than he thinks it would; even with all the support that he could get from the important pureblood families, he would find strong resistance from all the other communities inside the British and Irish Wizarding World. The chances of everything happening without a full-forced war are minimal, but he's an amazing talker, I have to admit as much. But he's an idealist, not a realist - he would already be dead if he hadn't the support of the Malfoy and Lestrange family so deep in his vaults.
However, I do like standing beside Pandora as she tries not to make faces through the meeting she's forced to sit through. I find it funny and amusing, but she thinks it to be painful.
She's been with me in the compartment, not even going after her boyfriend because she seems to know I need some company, even if that means sitting beside me in complete silence through the whole trip to Hogwarts. She's a good friend. Perhaps she's the best of friends that I could have.
September 17th of 1977
Xenophilius asked Pandora to marry him. She said 'yes', of course. I'm happy for them, but I feel a bit jealous. Not of her or of him, but of what they have. I don't think I'll ever have that.
November 1st of 1977
I refused to go with Barty on a date. I don't like him like that, but he thought I did.
He has some problems to see the difference between friendship and an actual relationship. He has been running away from me.
November 5th of 1977
Evan seems upset with me, saying that I led Barty on. I don't remember ever doing that.
November 11th of 1977
Apparently, Barty has liked me since the year before. I was just too stupid to notice as he took all my friendly actions as flirting.
November 23th of 1977
Lupin and Sirius are talking again. I feel unsafe again, but I'm glad his little pranks are back in an acceptable level.
December 1st of 1977
Barty is talking to me again. I was getting tired of hanging out only with Evan and, sometimes, Pandora. He's still blushing when our eyes meet, but at least he's speaking to me once more.
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O Beija-Flor - Regulus Black (Complete)
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