Post by broadway on Nov 29, 2009 13:33:47 GMT -7
May 18th
Dear Diary,
Of course, something bad could only happen to me at this point in my life. The letter came yesterday. I don't know why I didn't realize that something was wrong when they didn't write to me. But anyway, my parents are dead. I don't know how it happened. All I know is that I have to go down to St Mungo's to prepare the funeral and read their wills. I'm terrified of seeing them. They didn't deserve to be murdered... of course, I'm not sure if that was what it actually was...
But it has to be murder! Only a killing would drag the government into this... and only a magic related killing would drag the Minister of Magic into my life. I fear that everything about the Death Eaters is true. Already I have witnessed people in the signature black cloaks. I hope it is just my imagination. I am still trying to fathom everything that has happened. I miss them already...
On a lighter note, I think I may be in love with someone. That someone's name is Leviticus Percival Weasley. I don't know how this has happened, but it has come as swiftly as my parents deaths. I don't know why this has happened, but I am confused. My abilities have been going haywire ever since I met him, and I get a strange feeling whenever I brush up against him. Even when I'm near him, my legs are strangely disobedient. My heart races. My blood pumps as if I were running. I feel like I could fly.
Raychel