[Private to Self]
It's great that they're slowly starting to come back, right?... its great. Great. Great. Great. Everyone deserves their family back. But what does that mean?

Another round of introducing myself. Another round of everyone going "Oh my God! I can't believe you exist! A Potter and a Malfoy procreated? This is just all too much. How is it you haven't imploded yet? Your existence is so overwhelming! I'm too young for all of this!" More odd stares, more awkward questions. I... can't. I just can't. I know it's not their fault, I know this. Logically how could someone not freak out? If I ever met my great grand kid right now I know it would be... a lot. So it's hard to really blame anyone.

But why am I the only one from so far in the future? Am I like... a freak of nature, even in this place? I feel like a freak. I feel like I don't belong here. Or anywhere. I want to go home. Couldn't even manage a normal birthday out of this place, that was obviously asking far too much.

It was easier to run away from my problems back home. They all seemed to awful and giant there... Homework. Boys. Quidditch. I still get those here, but let's add on the fact no one is the right age, sometimes the magic tries to kill us, and everyone freaks out when they find out about my existence. I liked all of the former problems much better.

I don't know how to fix it. I don't know how to make it okay.
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I'm too tired and annoyed under the weather to go to school. I'm not moving from my bed for as long as humanly possible. Because let's face it, who really needs showers?