I have spent the weekend reading the books which I come from. It seemed only sensible to do so though I'll admit it was not always a comfortable experience, especially in regards to my own actions and decisions. It was also saddening in some ways. I did so hope that young Tom Riddle would not come to a bad end and yet I cannot find it within myself to be surprised that he did, given our rather inauspicious meeting when he was eleven and my recent suspicions about him and his actions. I was however terribly pleased that young Rubeus Hagrid managed to find so many good friends. I do worry about him at times.