Plot Twist [GEORGE WEASLEY]

45.

May 11 [ink smudge]

I visited my father's grave today. It was the first time I ever had. They had not found his body when he had gone missing. I was too young when he disappeared. For that reason, I can never recall his face. Sometimes I wish I had something of his. Mother had burned his things when he left.

She told me he had been bested by mudbloods. I think it is disgusting. Although, I think her ideal that it makes a pureblood suddenly inferior and equal to half-breeds and mudbloods is a bit traditionalist.

I would not say it to her face. I am not without intelligence. Imagine the havoc she would wreak.

Collin

May 20 1770

I ate eggs and beans today. It was delicious.

Collin

July 21 1770

How could I fall in love with someone who was a half-breed? She was so...beautiful. Her blue eyes. Her golden hair. I almost thought she was just like me. You know, a pure breed. She proved that notion wrong.

Paralyzed I feel. I loved her. But everything my family is was against the love I harboured. Everything which is pure in me. I screamed at her. I told her to run away. I told her that I hated people like her. She cried and did as I said.

Sometimes, I wished I was not my parents' son.

September 30 1770

She had found someone else. Another one like her. I had almost sent her a letter. Last week I poured my heart into it. I had offered to give up my family and all my beliefs. Anything to get her back. Oh, how ready I was to. Mudbloods are the filthiest of them.

Especially blonde, blue-haired beautiful female mudbloods like her.

From now on, I will strip every memory of her from my mind. The only keepsake will be the most disgusting, lovestruck letter I have ever written. It will be trapped in this diary for all eternity.

The Grindelwald House

13 Firestone Way

Norewitch

Canterbury

My Dearest [scratched out by ink],

Absence does make the heart become fonder. I will give up everything to be with you. Even what I believe. I love you more than ink can describe. We will move to a magicless place if you want to. I feel miserable without you, my love.

Yours Truly,

Collin Grindelwald

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Collin Grindelwald had a love affair with a muggleborn! Believe it or not, Amara's eyes had teared up while she read it. Not in sympathy for Collin. For his lover. She must have loved him a lot. How awful and heartbroken she must have felt when he rejected her because of who she was.

She felt a sense of satisfaction when the girl had found someone else. According to the dates, it took him three months to reach out. Obviously she will move on. Go [redacted]!

She lifted up a tissue to her cheeks. That's enough for the day. The diary returned to its hiding place.

The July sun dipped outside her window. Inhaling, she got up and admired the view. She hoped whoever the girl was had found a happy ending. She had no sympathy for Collin; it had been his fault.

The bedroom opened, pulling Amara from her thoughts. She scrambled to check if the journal was hiding. It was. A leather edge peeked underneath her pillow. Her dad came in. "Hey...Are you crying?"