06/10/1986
Monday, 6th of October
Dear diary, I'm not sure if I should keep using my sword or switch to daggers, I like both. Ryu says I can continue practicing with both, but if I do, I'll have to choose which will be my main style and I'm still not sure. By the way, Dad prefers hand-to-hand combat and has darts as a secondary style, his aim is too good to ignore.
Forge and Gred are the best, ever since they started spending time with Draco, his friends, and me, everyone has changed for the better. Vincent and Gregory started thinking for themselves and gaining confidence, Pansy stopped being so annoying although she still sticks to My Draco but now she's a bit more interesting in conversations, and Draco returned to his old self since the twins always keep him grounded.
Today the twins came without warning, and it was our potion class with Dad, and he forced them to attend the class too. They kept asking interesting questions and making creative suggestions to slightly change the potion Dad was teaching us, although what they were proposing was for a prank, Dad found it interesting and was impressed, as according to him, to successfully change any potion you need a deep understanding of the ingredients and the method. Dad says it's very unlikely that Forge and Gred have access to information due to their family's economic status so it comes naturally to them.
Now the twins are under Dad's watchful eye, he says if they continue to show that level of potential, he'll take them on as apprentices, but he told me not to say anything to them for now.
Another addition to our classes is Mir, she won't tell us what she's been doing all this time but Aunt Bella seems a little less crazy but a little sadder. Mir told us they're still looking for Bell and that no member of her family is going to give up. Sometimes I feel a little jealous. Mir is a reliable older sister whose only goal is to find her sister and protect her, Xavier is not like that, despite being my older brother he always follows everything James says first before listening to me.
By the way, Xavier keeps making unpleasant comments about the color of my skin and how he would have preferred me to keep the color of a true Potter, although now my two siblings call me albino dragon.
Mom is still silent but she always makes me feel loved. Since someone accompanies me on these visits, James keeps talking about how important Xavier is to the magical world and that his very special training will begin as soon as he turns 8.
I don't understand why he's making him wait so long, Dad always tells me it's important to study from a young age, but oh well.
See you.
Bye.