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LIFE IS BRILLIANT,

I WAS SORTED INTO HUFFLEPUFF! LIKE MUM!

I was a tiny bit disappointed that it wasn't Gryffindor, but hey, c'mon, we've got the house of the "caring, kind and loyal," so I'd say it's a pretty sweet deal.

Caring, though.. Not too sure about that. I mean, I was uncaring enough to put the whole school at risk by just coming here.

STOP WITH THE SELF PITY, LUPIN! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!

I love you, alter ego.

Back to the Hufflepuff thing. Our prefects this year are Mia Hernandez and Theodore Swift. They were really helpful with getting us to the dorms and everything.

The feast was just perfect. I had all of my favourite foods and there was even freakin' TREACLE FUDGE. Literally, something I've never seen outside Grandma 'Dro's kitchen. 

Damn. Why am I obsessing over fudge? God, I'm turning into Dad, what with his extreme chocolate addiction...

MOVING ON!

I'm sharing the dorm with four other boys; Nate, the kid from the bus, Antonio Sinquatre, he's just moved from France, Jonah Abbot, Professor Longbottom's son, apparently his parents felt it'd be a bit too cruel to name a kid 'Longbottom' (they're not wrong, who even comes up with these names, I mean, Longbottom, really?), Bennet Abraham, not sure who he is but I'd love to get to know him better, and  Lysander Scamander, Auntie Luna's son. They're all very acquainted already, I'm literally the only one who only knows two or three people here.

Really, though, intruder-who's-poking-their-greasy-nose-in-my-diary, d'you think I should've socialized more at the unofficial war hero  get-togethers? They've always seemed pretty LAME to me, judging by the people who wanted to attend them--I mean, Zacharias Smith II? Really? 

Introvertedly yours,

T. Lupin

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