November 7, 1978
Dear Journal,
A Hufflepuff third year boy asked me today if I wanted to go out with him. I felt so bad turning him down but I told him I was way too old for him. And I pointed to a third year girl that was staring at him the whole time and I told him "She's really pretty. You should ask her out."
I think I'm Cupid.
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.
