Wednesday 12th March
I
hate flying. Have I ever mentioned that? I made it off the ground today. It was
just a little bit. I was definitely two, maybe three feet in the air. I managed
to go forwards in a straight line, but then I crashed into Madam Hooch, who
spent the next ten minutes lecturing me on my posture and arm movement. It’s
not my fault. I was trying to keep myself up off the ground. It was the first
time that I’d actually travelled anywhere. She should be praising me that I
actually made an improvement. Okay, so maybe bumping into her wasn’t the best
thing that I could have done, but she should have at least noticed that I
travelled a good eight, maybe ten feet to get to her. That has to count for
something, right?
*
I
got a letter back from Viki this morning. I don’t think that I have ever been
so glad to hear from my sister in all of my life. When Peggy swooped down in
front of me this morning and left a letter at my plate, I had to tear it open
straight away. She started off with the usual sort of polite pleasantries,
telling me that Mom and Dad are proud of me studying and of all the spells I’m
learning, that she’s jealous, because Hogwarts seems so cool, that our
neighbours goldfish, Silky, passed away last week – the general sort of rubbish
really. I skimmed through it as fast as my eyes could allow, desperate to see
if she answered my main question. She had.
The
paragraph read:
Mel, I’m sorry to hear about your argument with
your friends. I hope that you have managed to sort it out by now. If not, then
I hope this helps: Do you remember when we went to that street full of magic
shops and Mom and Dad bought all your stuff for school? Well when you got your
wand, I remember the guy who gave it to you said, “You must be careful where
your loyalties lie.” Maybe it’s something to do with you and your wand.
Okay,
so she wasn’t much help, but that thing she said about Mr. Ollivander was
interesting. I had completely forgotten about that. He said that my wand showed
strength and loyalty, but I had to be weary of whose side I choose. Whilst
pondering over that, I also remembered something that Blondie had told us on
the train ride here, that you and your wand are entwined in some sort of
destiny. I guess this can only mean that I’m destined to have to face these
sorts of decisions throughout my life – great,
thanks wand. I guess I’m going to have to learn to get used to this. But whose
side is the right one?
-
Josie -
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