( Omg, I'm playing with myself )

I don't think the pigeons like me all that much.

And, I'm pretty positive pigeons don't cohabit the Auror department.

And I think they want Dad's sandwich. Um.

Cripes, Mum's gonna kill me if she's around here.. There won't be anything left of me. Lils better write me a nice eulogy, because there is no way I'm going to be able to go home and come out of that lecture alive.

Ohhhh, bloody Hell! Dammit. Really, what is this rubbish?! Fuck! This isn't London at all. Seriously.. Memphis? What is this idiotic muggle contraption, anyway? Seems a bit outdated from the kind I used my friends used before. At least I still have my wand and ID card, and some school books too

And someone please tell me that the date on the newspaper is wrong. Please? With cherries? It's clearly June 15, 2024. I can't just go two decades into the past. I'm good, but not that good. Must be a joke. Albie? James? Did any of you did this? Honestly, this isn't funny. Not at all. I'm supposed to be meeting my grandparents and parents in an hour.

With a whole universe at our disposal, you wouldn't think things would be so dull.

Clearly I'm just not looking in the right places.

Anyone doing anything exciting today? Remotely exciting?

If I'm a fictional character, which I think is bullshit, where do I exist? I'm not in a book, or a story, or anything like that. I wasn't even mentioned in that stupid damn epilogue of the Harry Potter books (seriously? My second cousin gets a whole series of books about him?)

Hi. My name's Katrina Anne Dursley, student of Hogwarts, seventh year Slytherin.

So, anyone around? Albus, Score, ... James? Rose? I'd settle for Hugo or the Scamander boys at this point.