Narcissa's Journal (II)
I discovered today that despite the key to the prefect's bathroom I hold being from 1974, there is, thankfully, still a bathroom in that same spot and also, my key still works with a tiny bit of help.

However, that I discovered this because I was seeking a bath after being unceremoniously tripped somehow does not please me. I do hope that those who might, in their own time, be prone to surprising the student body with their clever spellwork are not still hoping to exercise such talent so maliciously here this means you, Sirius, do not make me unhappy after finding out how well you are doing. Breaking someone's bones when they fall down the stairs or introducing all sort of diseases through open wounds is not a very smart idea when we may not have what we need at hand to cure people.

[Private to Bella]
Explain something to me, if you are able. And yes, I realize I am asking you while you are younger and I am older, but quite frankly, if anyone would grasp this, it would be you and you would have done it years before anyone else would be able to do it. As I do not remember Papa and Maman being distraught by you disappearing at Hogwarts for any length of time during your first year, but you have been here for some time, will we return to the time we left after however many months or years we will be here? If so, will we have aged? And if that is this case, are you and I not who we think the other is, as in, is the Bellatrix I knew not who you will become?

It is all slightly confusing to sort out right now when I am still trying to adjust to all of this.
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[Private to self]
This is all just so incredibly amazing. Once the initial shock wore off, I found myself seized with the urge to explore, which never really lasted very long my first time at Hogwarts. It is mostly the same and yet it seems so much more exciting. I am touching walls and window sills I have touched before, but they lack the years of wear, the portraits are different, the grounds are bigger and even the forest looks larger, more imposing yet I doubt it has become forbidden yet.

That everyone is so different from what I knew in 1974 is still disconcerting. Bella and Lucius are little and while Bella is, at eleven, both how I remember her and still the same as how I left her in 1974, Lucius is so strangely different than the prat he grows into. I almost find him slightly endearing like this.

Sirius and Reggie are here and I am delighted to see Reggie and... please Sirius made something of himself. I knew he could if only he focused and did not fight his heritage so hard as he does. Somehow, though, I have become the eldest instead of the middle child of our generation. Even with Sirius and Regulus older, they are all still younger here. And Andie... I almost wish she were here and young too so no one knew of what had occurred except me. Well, except myself and her daughter... gods, her daughter.

But Papa and Mr Malfoy... I find myself tongued-tied and embarrassingly awkward and I fear either coming across as daft or revealing the whole thing when Papa sees right through my deception.

However, I miss Bastan. I wish I had been so lucky as Papa and Mr Malfoy were to have traveled through time together and be able to have their friendship here. I wish Bastan would arrive and I desperately wish he would bring some chocolate. I keep fixating on that but when I am upset I like to have fudge and that is even less likely than chocolate, as I believe it was invented much later. I wonder if we are allowed to make Portkeys?
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