The first page had the same date as the day we first stepped into Hogwarts itself! They must've bought it to write down their experiences in this schoolĬan't blame them for that, Hogwarts does promise an endless supply of adventures, both death-defying and normal ones My eyes glued to its contents, the journal transported me to another time just seconds after starting to read it. Just when I was starting to express curiosity, I found myself already holding the journal, and even worse, opening it. I don't think they'd mind if I take just a quick peek at it
I mean.Y/N has made it quite clear that they trust me with their life, literally sometimes. It was a battle of wills going on in both my mind and heart, my eyes going back and forth between the journal pocketed in my robes and the class itself No, no, what kind of friend would I be if I snooped through their personal notes? Of course, I wanted to know their opinion on so many things, and who knows? Maybe I'll find my answers there and. Normally I wouldn't care about a journal that much, just for the sake of gossipīut this was Y/N L/N, a person so vast that you might feel like you know them well enough to write a biography, only for yet another astonishing fact to pop up just a couple of seconds later It was aching to see what secrets lied within the pages of the journal I had just found. Perhaps it was the routine or lack of any deadly threat lurking around, but I couldn't find myself enjoying this class as much as I usually didĪnd it was there that one of my demons manifested itself, the overwhelming sense of curiosity, not staying down no matter how hard I tried to drown its voice Without further due, I went ahead and took my class to continue with the dayĪt first, everything was alright, the potion we had to brew was quite easy for me, so easy that I had plenty of time to spare once I finished mine and got points for my house for that guess I would have to keep it safe with me until I see them again, Y/N did seem to be in quite a hurry anyway
Funny, I didn't even know they had one, but given everything that they have experienced here, it was logical they needed something to help them cope with bitterness or tragedy This was Y/N's journal, they must've dropped it when they ran away. It was so intriguing, there was no name of who the owner might be, but upon inspecting the notes written here, I was able to recognize the author just fine
Curiosity got the better of me and I chose to pick it up It had witnessed the progress of time, but it was well kept, for the most part. Just as I was about to take my leave, however, I spotted something in the ground, a small notebook, no, more like a journal. I would obviously have to investigate just what was going on, but later, I still had a class to attend, and my favourite, nonetheless "No time to explain, going to help Hagrid, talk to you later!" They didn't even stop to look at me, instead, they gave me an answer while running away, in a hurry to complete something, it would seem "Merlin's beard, Y/N! What happened to you?" It was Y/N L/N, the charming student I've dubbed "the star of Hogwarts", for more reasons than the obvious onesīut there was something wrong about their appearance, their clothes were slightly tattered, messed with, and they had cuts on their hands and even one on their left cheek It was a nice day in Hogwarts, felt like any other, with not many troubles to go around, well, there was that rumour about magical creatures running around in castle grounds, but I haven't seen anyĬurrently, I was on my way to the potions classroom to get to the lesson of the day, when just around the corner, I bumped into someone in particular