But here I am, just finished making one.
Ha ha ha.
Ha ha ha.
It was something unexpected
It was something unasked
But was welcome.
Until it isn’t.
It’s been a year since Fred’s death. All of us grieved, but as the time passed by, we understood that we should move on.
Life has been normal after his funeral. It is normal, but not better. All of us — our family, Harry, and Hermione have been thoroughly shaken up because of the whole ordeal.
Hermione has it worst among us. She was Fred’s fiancée. He loved her so much, and she feels the same about him. This is why I’m not surprised that she’s not in a better shape than I am.
But I didn’t know that it’s much, much worse than I thought.
“Why him, ‘Mione?” my ex-boyfriend, Ronald Weasley, asked me at dinner at the Great Hall. All of the seventh years should complete their studies, which were interrupted by the previous events. So now, all of us were still at Hogwarts, and in my case, I’m stuck with Ron pestering me about my relationship with Draco Malfoy.
I had no intentions to make the whole world read everything I put here. Well, at least, now I do.
Now that you’re here, I guess I should welcome you and warn you to be ready.
Be ready for too much anger, too much love, too much sadness, and too much silliness. Be ready to cringe, laugh, and maybe cry with every word you see in this blog.
Hello, friend. Welcome to my home.