December 3, 1973
Dear Journal,
It's getting cold here. It snowed today. Margot and I skipped class so that we could sit by the fire in the Gryffindor common room. James Potter and Sirius Black and Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew were there. Sirius was watching us. He asked us if we had skipped class.
"We said that we're really sick and it's really contagious," I told him, "Professor Binns thinks that we're in the Hospital Wing."
"We will be sick if it stays this cold," Margot said and I agreed.
Sirius went upstairs to the boys' dorms. He came back down and threw us each a sweater. They were really warm. We wore them all day.
Estella Flint <3
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