Private to self
I'm scared. Though that's not really anything new; it seems like I'm always scared about something. I'm just not as brave as James and Sirius are. They're not scared of anything. I'm just..just Peter. A scared-y cat.
Right. Where was I?
Oh yeah, leaving Hogwarts. It has been my home for the past seven years, I can't hardly believe that I'll be leaving and never coming back.
...I feel like a bird, waxing all nostalgic about the painting on the third floor corridor that I'm never going to see again.
As scary as it is to leave this place, I will not be sorry to see it go. There is still a war on, and I...I want to do my bit. The Prophet is talking everyday about more attacks. More people dying. It's dangerous, I don't know what would happen if...
Right. Happy thoughts. nothing about wars or dying or dark lords.
Maybe one of these days, I'll actually be brave, instead of just acting like it.