Tammy Lynn's Diary

[Tamara Lynn Davis]

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"I choose my own way to burn."

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[Tamara Lynn Davis]

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17th August 1977

Diary.
Oh my Merlin! You would never believe what happened today. I ran out after I found out and hid by the willow.
So basically-- mum came in for breakfast. I know! She never eats breakfast, ever! So she came in and sat down with Tobey and me. I was supicious at once, of course. So Tobey and I were goofing off while watching the milk soak up my cereal, when mum came in. She said that she has some good news. Guess what? The good news is horrible, terrible, dreadful news! Mum wants to get married! I was shocked when she first said it. Then I shouted. I yelled that she doesn't love dad anymore and that she wants to replace him with someone else. Typical for mum, she just let me shout. Tobey did not look too happy himself, he did not calm me down. So that's when I ran out. Not before knocking my cereal down, either.
~His name is Nathanial. Mum pronounces his name as though he were some exotic delicacy. It's disgusting!
~He's got a daughter. I should be excited, I know. Her name is Sophia and she's a year older than me. What is worse is that she will be getting the room next to mine, according to mum. That room has been my hideout for years!
I did not speak to Luke. I don't feel like it at the moment. I don't feel like telling him anything actually. I'm mad at him. Don't know why either. It's not his fault that I'll be getting some horrible step-father.
Well, whatever. He's coming over for dinner in a week. I think that should be interesting.
Love,

Tammy.

[Tamara Lynn Davis]

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24th August 1977

Diary.
I fled upstairs after dinner. It was the most mortifying experience in my entire life. I think. His name is Nathanial Owen Clemens and he is frighteningly tall, has a moustache and his hair is turning grey at the sides. I don't see what mother sees in him. As you might have noticed, I have decided to call her mother from now on. It's the least she deserves.
They arrived by side-along apparition, looking out of place in Scotland. Apparently they have been living in Paris for too long. Her full name is Sophia Annabella Marie Clemens and if she expects me to call her that, she is severely mistaken. She actually stuck out her hand in greeting when she arrived. She even said her full name, probably expecting me to do the same. I think I shocked her when I just said I'm Tammy.
She's a horrible snob, wears a lot of jewellery and makeup. I decided that I hate her.
Tobey wasn't very polite either. He just glared at Nathanial all through dinner and did not answer any of his questions politely. Sophia Clemens goes to Beauxbatons. I think that is where her stick-up-her-arse attitude is from. I feel like she's staring down at me. Next time I'll advise her about the fact that I can stare easily up her nostril.
Dinner was tense. Mother kept smiling, but it was fake. Nathanial actually had the audacity to talk to me as though I were his daughter.
This happened when he started speaking about my dad as though he knew him. He knows nothing! I told him that quite frankly, decorated with a few lovely curse words before pushing my plate away and leaving the table. We weren't even halfway finished with dinner. He actually dared to raise his voice and address me by my full name. Tamara Lynn. No one calls me Tamara. No one. Not even my mom does anymore. My dad used to. Only when he was mad at me about something. So of course he has no right to call me Tamara. He told me to sit back down and stop causing a scene. He said I'm embarrassing my mother. I laughed. It was one of those laughs without humor. I think I must've looked pretty disturbed. I couldn't help laughing. I told him that he could try and make me and then I left.
Mother was shaken apparently. Tobey told me. I don't care. She can be shaken and embarrassed all she wants. I don't care for anyone at the moment. They can all go to hell.
Love,

Tammy.

[Tamara Lynn Davis]

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29th August 1977

Diary.
It's happened. They've moved in.
I had hoped that I scared them away with my attitude, but apparently they are not all that easily gone with. I'm even looking forward to school and my nonexistant friends-- apart from Luke, of course-- but he doesn't count. Tobey's back to work and mother and Nathanial have the house to themselves. I don't even want to think about that! I've been nothing but rude to Sophia. I won't let her so much as look into my room and when I see her, I usually turn right around and ignore her. I just can't stand her. Maybe I'm being a bit unfair. But she's a girly-girl. I've never been able to stand girls like that.
I'm beginning to have my suspicions about Nathanial. It was yesterday. I wanted a glass of milk so I went down to the kitchen. I hid behind the coat rack when I saw him speaking to some other man through the fireplace. I hardly understand what he was saying because the words were so confusing. He kept talking about this Dark Lord, or something. Sounds like a pretty foolish name to me. Never heard of any Dark Lord. Maybe it's the king of some country. He said something about my being in Slytherin and then about army-- he's going to war? He spoke about some kind of uprising and a revolution. He started speaking about Muggles and Muggleborns, and used the m-word as well. That's when I gasped audibly. He turned around of course and spotted me in between the coats and jackets. My show of stealth wounded severely I muttered some excuse about milk. I saw him narrow his eyes at me and I think he was tempted to shout or something. I don't know what all this secrecy is about, much less about this Dark Lord person. Strange, right?
Love,

Tammy.