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Aug. 28th, 2007 at 5:20 PM

I met with Stella to talk about Hogwarts, and it was surprisingly reassuring. She even invited me to sit with her and her fifth-year friends in their compartment on the Express, which is completely assuring in itself. I have everything I need for the school year and I've packed my trunk.. and repacked it. And then repacked it again. Needless to say, I think I am ready to go to Hogwarts. That feels so weird to say.

Well, anyways, I just wanted to let you know that I think it's going to be okay. And, if not, my Quidditch offer is being held til the beginning of the year- so I can try the Hogwarts thing out for the first half of the year, and if it fails, I can play pro-Quidditch. I always like having back-up plans. Call me a whimp, I don't care. Stella said she'd introduce me to James and Albus Potter, too. How crazy is that? I'm going to meet Harry Potter's children. Wow. Okay.. I am officially a loser. I'm gonna get going now. I'm cooking dinner for Ollie and Sam. She's starting to show! =D

Location:Ollie's Flat in London, England
Mood: apathetic

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Aug. 10th, 2007 at 9:16 AM

I've.. I've been accepted!

The owl came two days ago with my letter and booklist enclosed (and a piece of parchment on how Quidditch works at Hogwarts). A booklist. Can you even imagine? I'm actually going to school for the first time in my life!

I don't know how I feel about this.

Location:Ollie's apartment in London
Mood:disbelief
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Aug. 8th, 2007 at 10:58 AM

The acceptance owls are due from Hogwarts today. I don't know what I'll do if I don't get in. I owled the coach yesterday declining his offer on the Quidditch team. I half expected a howler in response, but I didn't even get that. I think he was very disappointed in me. ~~I know Mum and Dad are awfully disappointed in me, too.~~

My stomach has been in knots for the past week, and I've hardly been able to sleep- or eat- or do much of anything. Poor Ollie is awfully worried about me. He can't understand why Mum and Dad are being so harsh. After all, Ollie, Lexie and Richie all went to school before they were my age. Ollie says it's just because I am the best at Quidditch. I just don't know.

And what will I do if I am accepted to Hogwarts? I'll be an unsorted fourth-year. I probably won't have any friends at all because everyone has already cliqued off. I don't even know what house I'd belong to! I'd have to be sorted with all the first-years. And all the Quidditch teams are probably full too. I can't imagine life without Quidditch! This is awful. What was I thinking?

Oh Merlin. I feel ill- and poor Ollie's wife, Samantha, is ill in the bathroom! [I feel so bad for little Sammie. Her morning sickness has just been deadly these past few weeks!] Okay, okay. I need to stop thinking about this. I need to get out of this little flat. I miss flying. Perhaps I'll just go for a run. Yes.. a little jog to clear my mind. Right.

Tootles!