Well, its nice to see some things don't change. I'm still as forgetful as I was eight years ago. Not only had I forgotten about NEWTs until I saw that Luna was taking hers, I had nearly forgotten the train on Sunday!
Last week, I had spent so much time in a heated debate over my returning to Hogwarts to take my NEWTs. She didn't want me to come back. I think it was too soon for her. The war ended here last year. Its too soon for everyone! But I won't let the fear of the past keep me from doing what I need to do. She wouldn't see me to the train like she had done all those years before, and while I was glad for that, it was painful to have to leave her at home, tears in her eyes.
The ride back, felt off to me. I think I had spent so long arguing with Gran that her words and the emptiness of the train got to me a little.
Now that I'm back, it feels like I've never left. Despite the fact that there are unfamiliar faces at the tables, it feels
right. The first and second years are so bloody loud, its hard to concentrate. I eventually had to retreat to the greenhouses. Its so quiet out here, and its easier to think when you're among the plants.
Before we leave here again, I think, we all need to celebrate. After the hardships that
all of us have gone through, it makes perfect sense to say farewell to all of this.