September 3, 1978
Dear Journal,
The school year has started and I feel so warm inside regardless of the cold feeling that now surrounds the entirety of Hogwarts. Maybe it's not actually cold in the castle but it certainly feels like it.
I remember one time when I was seven years old, I was really cold and I needed a sweater. I was hanging out with Regulus and he was telling me "It's not cold. I think you're a little bit crazy, you know."
And I pouted and whined and then he ran from his room and he came back with this giant sweater that belonged to his mother and he told me that it would keep me warm because it was so big. And I put it on but I was still so cold. He frowned and then said, "I have an idea!"
And he sat down next to me. And he hugged me. And we sat like that for a long time. And I had never been so comfortably warm in my entire life than I was in that moment.
Estella Flint
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Meet Me at the Graveyard
Fanfiction"I would much rather go in there alone than run the risk of bringing you into that hell!" "Regulus, please." Pleading was the only thing I could do. But I knew he had already made up his mind.
