May 29, 1979
Dear Journal,
It was around 10:30 p.m. when I was walking the grounds. It was way past curfew but I didn't care. I had gone to the Slytherin common room to find Regulus but Barty had informed me that Regulus wasn't there. Finally, I saw him sitting by the lake.
I silently walked over to him but I knew he could still hear my footsteps. I sat down beside him and looked out at the lake just as he was doing. He stayed silent as I did so. He didn't look at me.
"So... exams are coming up..." I finally spoke, breaking the silence as gently as I could.
"Yep," he replied flatly.
I looked over at him and said, "You're definitely going to make it out top of the class. How do you feel?" I nudged him softly.
"Good, I guess. It's nothing new. I've topped almost every class since first year," he responded with a shrug, still not looking at me.
I nodded silently and looked back out at the lake. The silence between us was deafening. It had never been that awkward between us before. I could see out of the corner of my eye that he snuck a glance in my direction but he quickly looked away.
"So..." I had said as I looked down at the ground. I picked up a smooth rock and tossed it over in my hand, "You haven't been hanging out with your friends lately... or anyone, for that matter..."
He froze momentarily and then let out a quiet scoff, avoiding eye contact, "So what?"
For a moment, I was silent. Then I looked up at him, "How are you?"
He finally looked at me and our eyes met for the first time since I sat beside him.
"I'm fine. What does it matter to you?" he bit back defensively.
I could see the pain in his eyes hiding behind the defense. My eyes softened as I looked at him. I couldn't imagine how he was bearing all of his hardship by himself.
"Just checking up on an old friend..." I said.
He turned his gaze back to the lake, "I don't need checking up on. You can save your pity for other people. I'll be fine. I always am."
I nodded and I got up and left.
Estella Flint
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