Diaries of a Social Misfit

1997: September

1. September-

Bobbie:

Arrived at Hogwarts today and things are different. Snape is headmaster. I don't know whether or not to look at him or what- he killed Dumbledore, but he also made sure that Draco didn't end up dead...so is he completely evil? Possibly. We're probably all going to die this year, anyway. Best to be safe, rather than sorry and just chalk him up as wicked and avoid him at all possible moments.

It is just before the first years all enter the feast. I don't know if I feel like eating or not. The spread is lovely and I know the House Elves put so much work into it, but I just feel a little queasy.

I haven't seen Draco yet. I mean, I did pass him on the train and he glanced at me and brushed my hand, but we really couldn't be human to one another. I hope I made him look twice, though, because I was smokin' in that dress. Even Neville was staring. I think the burlesque shoes helped. Luna told me that I was completely and totally hot. She, Ginny, Neville, and I all shared a car. I have a feeling we are going to be relying a lot on each other this year.

The train seemed empty without the Muggle born students on it. There are so many familiar faces that are gone. Seamus was telling me that he had problems at first because his father is a Muggle, but they decided to let him stay because of his mother's family. This is what Hogwarts has been reduced to- a test of blood to determine if someone is worthy of an education.

There are new professors- the Carrows stand out. They are evil. You can tell just by looking at them. I have a feeling that their classes, DADA and Muggle Studies are going to be very different now...

I want the old days back.

I need a hug.

Why haven't I seen Draco, yet?

~L'elly.

Bobbie:

Well, I now know why I didn't see Draco earlier.

The children of HIS followers, no matter how lowly, were paraded in and shown off as model students. There was Draco. All the students were asked to show their Dark Marks. Gah. They did. We had some of the youngers start crying. One child fainted. We weren't allowed to take her to the hospital wing. We had to just try to revive her there...the she-Carrow told us we just had to learn to do these things by ourselves. We had to learn to be strong, like the "shining examples standing before us".

Bullshit.

That word is probably going to sum up this entire year. Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit.

I had better get used to writing it.

Those of us with known resistance fighters for parents, or those who were in the DA...we were not treated well. The he-Carrow called us out. Told us to come forward and face our superiors. I made sure to plant in front of Draco. Not that it was easy, mind you, but I wanted to show him I was here and not afraid (or at least I wasn't going to break this easily) and, more to the point, I needed to prove that to myself. I was thinking that I kind of wanted to kill the he-Carrow and then run off with Draco and snog the daylights out of him...or just snuggle. I feel like I need a good snuggle. We had to kneel before them. They had to curse us. Crucio, for about ten seconds. It felt like a lifetime. I refused to utter a sound, other than this grunty moan that I couldn't hold back. Pain, I suppose, is something I am going to have to get used to.