Narcissa's Journal (I)
Just a short while ago I was arguing with someone while leaning on a windowsill looking out at snow. Now, there is no snow and some very unfamiliar but friendly woman somehow suddenly appeared and handed me this journal and then just walked away. I believe she said I was to use it to introduce myself, perhaps? I have no idea why she was speaking so old a language nor why I would need any introduction at Hogwarts, honestly.
I am Narcissa Black. It was January a short while ago and now it is somehow not, the castle looks very... odd and there was a person with me who has suddenly disappeared, along with the snow.