„Dear Diary,
Remember when I told you yesterday that mother takes it easy on me? Well those times are officially over. I am bombarded with housework, since she saw me help Guzman in the kitchen. She could have seen that as a kind act of sibling hood. Instead she torn that all apart. I learned my lesson, I will never help Guzman ever again.
But whatever. Today our parents are going on a work trip for a week. Usually Dad takes Guzman or me with him, but after the latest events at Hogwarts I pleaded to be left at home. I felt a bit guilty declining his offer in spending time with him, but in all honesty? These trips are mostly boring for me. He is on his work duty and only has time in the evenings to spend with me. Since Guzman has a summer job, he is out of the picture completely and so it would have just been me. And to be alone, mostly waiting around, isn't something I'd like to do.
So I brought up the idea of Mamá going with him. Them spending some alone time together. They deserve it. Guzman and I are old enough for being left alone here. It took some time convincing them, but eventually they listened. Mamá seems actually excited. She told me the last time she was traveling was before I was born.
Guzman already told me, that he has some grand plans, while they are away. I just hope he doesn't plan something too stupid. We gained the trust of our parents, no need to throw it away that easily.
Papá currently runs around looking for his glasses, unable to find them anywhere and they have to leave in half an hour. Should I tell him that they are on his head or let him figure it out by himself?
Guz said, that his friends might come over this week and that we maybe go mini golfing. I am actually excited for that. I haven't seen his friends in ages and I want to know what they are up to. I just need some good alibis as to where I was this past year. That actually is the hardest part. Constantly lying to everyone around you. My grandparents believe, I go to an elite university outside England. It fills them with pride, but me with a bit of guilt. If they ever find out, that I am actually no were near an elite student and more like an „with eyes closed I'll pass" student, their world will be shattered. (Yes I am that important that I can shake whole worlds.)
Fred writes to me weekly. We try to keep in contact as much as possible. The good thing with owls is, that they are trained to give a written letter directly to me if told so. My family has still no idea, that I have a boyfriend and I plan to keep that so a little longer. I'm not fond of getting daily letters to Hogwarts and maybe a restriction on leaving the house, even though Fred is miles away. But they wouldn't understand that anyways. For them, even we underaged wizards in wizard homes are able to just appear out of nowhere.My explanation that there are many rules and you can't just do as you please, was met with death ears.
Nevermind, papá finally found his glasses. They are saying their goodbyes now. I have to go.
Yours,
Jade."
Jean reads through more entries until the water runs cold. She is glad her mother could recover that well from such an attack. Jean wouldn't know how she would have reacted in her spot. That aunt Ginny caused it, she had no idea. She might have to ask her one day, how it was for her.
With a little shiver Jean gets out of the bathtub and wraps herself into a big towel. She unplugs the drain and watches the water retreat. Jean wonders how Jade was possible to be so open about new opportunities. She remembers her mother always loved to get to know new people. No matter who they were or when. She always embraced these situations and made the most out of it.
Jean was always the opposite. For her the circle of people she knows is enough, she has no interest in expanding it further or to push herself out in the open. Therefore, she hates herself for even agreeing to James. Why did that bastard even have to convince her to say yes. Is it too early for her to cancel?
She takes a deep breath. What if this date isn't as bad as she makes it out to be? What would Jade say? She would make the best out of it, probably even grow out of the situation. Jean just doesn't know how she will be able to do just that.
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LILAC (Fred Weasley)
Fanfiction~He was red and I was blue and together we created a lilac sky~
