September 4th, 1944

I was minding my own business, reading in the library—per usual—until I felt a rather strange but calming presence walk in. My eyes involuntarily shot up and to my surprise I saw the most beautiful girl that ever stood on these grounds. Being myself, I never said a word to her but I did watch from afar and in the shadows. I began to write in my diary about her. — She loves pancakes. She reads in the library from 6-7pm She washes her hair on a Saturday and Wednesday. She always weirdly wears black every monday She smells like fresh flowers Her favourite class is potions She likes spending time in the astronomy tower — Then, to my surprise, on christmas day, I saw her still at hogwarts. Just like me. This was my chance…to make her mine, utterly and completely mine.

I was the future dark lord, heir of Salazar Slytherin, the secret master of dark magic - and I was gonna make her mine