Day 1: And What A Day It's Been

Well, Diary, it's the first day of a brand new year, and WHAT a load of idoits we have in first year. I mean, I'm sure I was never as immature as some of them. For goodness' sake - it's the first day, you'd think they would be more considerate.

The sorting was reasonable. After a couple of years it loses the magic of it, but it's still fun too see who goes where. For example, that Sirius Black - everyone was so surprised when he got into Gryffindor. Long line of Slytherins and all - he seemed fine about it though. Messing around with the Potter boy, and that quiet one - Lupin? Anyways, Diary, the sorting went well.

After the feast, we all went up to the common room, and since I was too tired for socialising or gossip-hunting, I went upstairs and sorted out my things. Those useless house-elves should be fired, I tell you! I keep saying I don't want them to open my case, but I found all my clothes piled on my bed. The cheek of it! People could have private things in their trunk! Good thing I keep my journal on my person.

Well, enough for now. I'll be reporting back tomorrow, once lessons have started.

xx