Type: Journal Post
When: Sunday 22 November, morning
When I was little, no one believed me when I said I saw things like purple cats that could vanish. My parents and sister and teachers all said I was just being fanciful and that I had an overactive imagination. I needed more structure and more exercise and such. And then I got my Hogwarts letter and magic was a real thing and I wasn't actually crazy.
The weirdness with the magic makes me feel like when I was little. Knowing that there is magic, seeing it around but no longer being able to use it. Or like when I go home. Maybe this is a way of preparing us all for having to go home in a few days.