Research can somewhat be a waste of time

March First
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I don't have a clue why my god brother Rodger gave this research journal to me. I haven't a clue what I'm supposed to write in this useless thing. I know that Rodgey told me to be researching the acquaintances between those who read thoughts and those who are seers but I don’t think that there is anything acquainted between either of those things. It has actually been about 3 months since he gave me this damn thing and I really haven’t a clue what I’m supposed to put in it. Maybe I should just use this thing as a research guide to learning about dragons. One of these days I will most likely make a list of things that I could research for future career purposes. Though, I really think I should throw this into the garbage disposal since it does seem to be of no importance to me.

I don’t really even like being a young seer. There are already some Death Eaters that know about me which means me and my family may be in grave danger. I wish that I had someone to share all of the information about the death eaters with. That is besides writing the information in here for someone thousands of years from now to read. I am only twelve so maybe I should be telling someone that could help me out. Like Professor Wilson. Did I mention that Professor Wilson is my favorite professor? I probably didn’t mention that to anyone before. I’m not sure though. Anyways, without anyone but myself knowing about the death eaters I guess I’m going to end up dead in the future.

I actually did a small amount of research before I got this journal and I learned that there weren’t many known seers around from the past. Maybe being a seer is rare. It’s hard to know if there isn’t much information on seers. Maybe someday I will be put down in a book with all of the other known seers. Probably as the seer who got many people killed. With death eaters taking over the school it’s a matter of time until they take me away and try getting me into the wrath to where next thing I know I’m just as bad as the other death eaters.

Well anyways, I haven’t anymore information for you. Another day I will come back with a list of things that I might research. Since I ran away from my brother he can’t tell me what to write in this book.

March 7
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I actually got bored today and decided that it’s the perfect time to work on my list of research ideas. So far the only things I can think of are,

• Dragons
• Potions
• Spells
• Wand making
• Teaching techniques

Everything else in my mind is completely blank. I actually only have the things above because they either seem like a good idea for a career or I know something about them. Like dragons for instance, I actually think it would be very dangerous and cool to have a career in taking care of dragons or something similar to that. I know that it can put me in even more of a risk of dying but I might become very good at it.

When I researched seers, One of the known seers was an old Hogwarts teacher. That means that by my luck (which I don’t have any luck at all) I would get a job as a teacher instead of the good jobs that I want. I kind of wish it wasn’t true but judging that there has already been death eaters who want to use me for selfish purposes, I may become something terrible if not a teacher.

I actually don’t like how my life is so far. Besides the fact that I don’t like sleeping because I might have flashbacks or visions in my sleep that scare the wits out of me, I’m kind of scared that bad things will happen to me if I don’t find someone who can teach me how to control these soon. The worst part about it is that I can hear people’s thoughts. Even though that could be good it hasn’t been happening much. Most of the time it happens I really don’t need it to happen until later that day. If only I was able learn how to control all of my special powers. Besides the fact that the powers could kill me if something happened when I was playing quidditch.

One thing about my powers though, is that ever since I got hit by that car I haven’t had as may visions as I had before I got hit. Maybe something is wrong with me and soon I will be a seer who cant see the future. I’m actually quite scared right now.

March 10
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There are many things I have to tell you about. I really don’t know where I should start. With all of my writing and all you are probably getting tired of me by now and I’m sorry about that but my brother wanted me to put this thing into good use and the use I have for it right now is probably a good thing. I actually thought about throwing this thing in the fire of the common room when I got it months ago. I kind of think it’s a good thing I didn’t get rid of you though. It may help me out in the future when I want to look back on how I am as a 12 year old girl who doesn’t know anything about being a seer. Well actually that’s something I need to tell you about later. Anyways I guess it’s time to be telling you what I need to before it gets to late.

The first thing I decided to tell you is that I decided that I’m going to be researching many different things and that will help me for future references. If I want to do good when I’m older I might go back to this book to look for information that I need. Anyways, I’m getting way off topic. I learned that Professor Sybill Trelawney was a seer who was also a professor here at Hogwarts during the time of the great trio. I loved learning about the trio when I was younger but I didn’t know that there was someone like me who taught the three. I wonder if she is still alive. I mean it hasn’t been to far into the future. For all I know she could be alive somewhere as a very old lady. Anyways, Sybill actually made the prophecy between Harry and Lord Voldemort even though it didn’t exactly say that the child was Harry Potter himself, it’s still very cool that she made the prophecy. I wouldn’t have thought that someone like me could be certified to make prophecies. Its actually something I may look up more about for future references. The weird thing though is that its stated something about her guessing that Potter’s parents died because he was born in the winter even though he was born in July. Don’t you think that’s weird?

I also began researching all that I can on dragons. I really hope that I could find some sort of occupation that has something to do with dragons. I believe it would be a great honor to be part of the wizarding world that has dragons. I was looking at a list of dragons and one of them caught my eye out of all of them. The Chinese Fireball seemed the most peculiar of all of the dragons. I learned that The Chinese Fireball was one of the five dragons used at the Triwizard Tournament during Harry Potters fourth year. There are two more years until I’m a fourth year. Well, The Chinese Fireball is actually a quite interesting creature. The Chinese fireball prefers pigs and deer for his food. That’s weird because if I had a choice I’d rather eat pig and deer instead of the many other mammals out there. Like the tiger or the bear or something. It would actually seem weird to be eating a tiger or bear but we eat pig when we have bacon or ham and we have deer sometimes to. People especially have deer when they have a family who hunts often. Like deer jerky and deer steak and many other types of food.

Another thing I began to research was wand making. I learned that most wands that were ever made were always different. If I wanted to become a wand maker I would have to be creative on the way I made my wands. There would be many many items that I’d be able to use and I know that it would be very difficult after many years to remember what I have and haven’t used before. Wand making for a while kind of sounds fun. I hope nothing like what happened between Harry and Voldemorts wand happens if I go into the wand making business. Though, it’s always possibly that it’d happen.

I have more information that I will share another time. For now I want to get some sleep because it’s getting quite late. Good night.

April 1
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I know I havent been writing in this damned thing in a while but thats because I've been busy. I really dont know what to use you as. I dont want to spend everyday doing research and then writing it in here. Especially after having so much happen to me.

For anyone in the future who may read this, Im a twelve year old right now. My god-parents believe my name was chosen because the day I was born my mum and pa saw their first Aurora in the sky and thought i was as beautiful as it but im not sure. My parents were killed by a man by the name of Johan Lin. He was supposed to be baby sitting me one night and saw i had a special power. when my parents got there he lighted the house on fire and saved me. Even though I was a year and a half when it happened, I remember that day. The sheriff brought me to the hospital where my mum and pa were, They were still alive but they had burns all over them. My mum was allowed a last chance to hold me in her arms and she told me I was special and that she loved me. She told me that she wouldnt see me again after a little while and i'd be living somewhere else. My pa was already dead when she got to hold me. He had tried saving her and got killed at the house.

My father's best friend, Michael Jay Rolanders became my god-father and his beautiful wife and 2 children became my new family. When I was three, Their youngest son james got very sick and one night while everyone else was sick I watched him slip away from my life. I soon woke everyone and we lit candles to say goodbye.

Now, Im twelve, I've abandonded my family to live with my boyfriend or some of my other friends. I got hit by a car last december but it didnt hurt to much. I am stronger than i used to be. I learned from my mistakes. I walk with a slight limp and i dont care what people think of me because i have an awesome boyfriend who i love deeply and whp will care for me.

I'll write some other time bye....

April 3rd
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I really hate doing research for no reason so I'm just going to use you as a normal journal.

So, today I have been doing very little. I wish that my brother Varod would actually care about me. I mean the day I got hit by a car was his fault. Maybe I should tell you the whole thing.

Back in December, I went to Varod’s house to talk to him. I wanted to tell him that I didn’t want to live with him even for part of the year because I didn’t want to end up in the way of his “Wife” I hated his wife actually. She was a b*tch towards me. When I tried explaining this to him he kept interrupting me telling me that I was making some mistake or something. I didn’t bother telling him more. I ran from him and he chased after me. I finally make him mad enough that he ignored me and I was in the middle of the street and I didn’t know there was a car coming and, BAM! I’m on the ground unconscious.

Here’s the good part. When waiting for a doctor or healer or whatever, Varod didn’t once say he loved me. He never once acted like he was upset for me. He spent most of his time telling his girlfriend that he loved her and making kissy faces with her.

I got to go anyways I have other things to do than sit here and write in you dear journal. Write another time when I have time.