I was the eleven year old version of myself the other day, but I didn't have any of my regular memories so if you met me then with my owl, Hedwig, I'm usually not that age at all. I'm actually eighteen.

Sort of miss being that young sometimes.

Is mug school here really like that? Every week?

Not that it was terrible, but it was strange.

I think that's still putting it a bit lightly to be honest.

A few months before I fell through the Rift, I was tent-dancing with Hermione one night for an hour.

Anyone else hear a beating heart in your room?

I'd really appreciate being certain that it isn't only me.

I think I may take to not sleeping tonight.


[locked to friends]

Everyone alright?