Tell Me (Alex Potter)

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February 16th

You know how you can tell when something is just not right in this house? It goes all silent and Mum and Dad start to forget things. Like Valentine's Day. Mum made me run out and get Dad a box of chocolates while he was at work. As for Dad, he forgot all together. He still hasn't given her anything, come to think of it.

Being at home is painful. It's winter so there's no climbing trees, no sunshine, no anything. I have to sit in my room all day and do nothing. Sometimes I even imagine that I look forward to grocery shopping, just because it means getting out of the house. It's not fair. Last year Mum would've taken me out to downtown London or something. Now it's like I'm getting punished for what they've done. Kicking out Angie was the stupidest thing ever. She didn't deserve it.

I wish I could see her again. Maybe that's why Mum keeps me inside so much. She doesn't want me to see Angie. But I miss her. Every day I picture myself running away to her house. But I always end up picking up one of her old books and trying to read it. I never get too far, her books bore me after a while. It's really not fair. My siblings (besides Angie) are having a good time at Hogwarts and I'm stuck at home for another year and a half. Couldn't Hogwarts take nine year-olds? Honestly.

Uh-oh, Mum and Dad are home. Mum likes to read my diary when she finds it. She doesn't know that I hate what both of them did. Better run. I'll pretend like I'm reading again.

~Alex

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March 1st

Angie came to visit the other day. Well, to get her things actually, since she didn't really have time to grab them when Dad kicked her out. She got in and out without Mum seeing her and Dad was at work. So it was just me who answered the door and watched her clean out her bedroom, dumping tons of things into the tiniest purse I've ever seen. I love magic like that, but it made me miss my sister even more. Now I won't even get to see her in the summer.

Luckily, Angie gave me a little mirror. It's enchanted. When I say, "Show me Angel Potter," Angie will answer and I'll be able to see her and talk to her. I haven't tested it out yet, but I'll probably do that later. Mum and Dad will never know this way. The thought makes me excited. It's like my own piece of magic.

Speaking of Mum and Dad, Dad never got Mum a Valentine's gift and the house is still deadly quiet. Dad still attempts, but it's becoming more and more rare. Mum seems to be in denial, but of what I have no idea. She's weird like that.

Being nine, I have to go to Muggle school. Yesterday a vase in the classroom shattered after I got mad. A boy named Marcus teased me for my bright red hair. Mum had to talk to the teacher after school and I'm pretty sure she did some magic to clean it up. Now I'm grounded for a week, even though it wasn't really my fault. It's not like I can control my magic. That won't happen for a year and a half. I'm considering counting the days until I get to Hogwarts. I hate pretending to be a Muggle. They're boring.

~Alex