April

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4/18/95

Yesterday was Easter! Mrs. Weasley sent her goodies from the Burrow, like always. But this year, there was a big difference between my Easter egg, and Harry and Ron's Easter eggs. Their's were nice and round, like ostrich eggs, and filled with sugary sweet toffee. Mine, however, was approximately the size of a chicken egg, and barely filled with anything. I quietly questioned Ron on whether or not his mother read Witch Weekly, the magazine from which the fake love triangle article had come. He answered yes, and I was then filled with even more fury towards Rita Skeeter. Harry tried to distract me, I could tell, but nothing would work until I captured that witch. And when I do, I'm going to celebrate.

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