How To Save A Life – The Fray

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed

Dear Diary - August 29th 1976

I am upset that my best friend, or more correctly, who I THOUGHT was my best friend, all along, through everything, thought those things about me. I feel so stupid. The signs were all there. He hangs out with those… those idiots, those dark, dangerous, blood-purity obsessed idiots. How could he not think those things? But what upsets me more than him saying those hurtful words is that I’m realising he means it. Friends or not, I can’t associate myself with someone who believes those things. I sense a change. I’m frightened that Severus will have a part in this.