Meeting my biological parents was... very weird. I know this whole thing was supposed to be a surprise, but I think I should've gotten a little bit of a head's up. Since I've never seen them before and... oh, yeah, they're both dead. That was a fun surprise.

My mom is gorgeous, though. Her name is... was... Patty. And my dad's name is Sam. They looked really happy together. And that's a good thing, right? Knowing that your parents loved each other and loved you. Enough to give you away so someone else can protect and raise you.

So now I know who they are, and who I am. Turns out I'm a half-witch. My mom's a witch and my dad isn't. But there will always be a lot of Muggle in me because of my adopted parents.

Oh, my god. Are those... are thoses my...

Paige... you've grown up so much.

Are... are you my mom?

Yes. Paige, I'm so sorry for giving you up, but we had no choice. Please know your father and I loved you very much. We were only doing it to protect you.

What are you talking about?

Well, you see, your mother and I...

[conversation trails off; private family moment]


[ooc: i used the same font color Piper-mun did for their mum, and her dad is in gold. omg poor paige]

Ye~ah. I definitely missed something here.

Which, given how weird some of these people are acting... I am seriously happy about.

Okay. If I wasn't already trying for a job as an Auror, those guys at the festival definitely convinced me to go that route.

I'll admit some of it came from that word they used. For all I know I might be Muggle-born so that word... yeah.

Almost time to go back to school. I'm looking forward to it, but... kinda not at the same time. I'll miss Glenn.

... Oh, wow. The journal smells really good all of a sudden. That's weird.

I just thought about something that sucks with Glenn being a Muggle. Apart from not seeing him for months at a time, of course. I can't invite him to Hogsmeade on the weekends! That would've so been a perfect time to do stuff together.

It would figure that I finally get a boyfriend only to be forced away from him, just to go to school. I love being a witch and all but sometimes it really kills my social life.

After seeing the mess everyone else got into, I tried really hard not to say anything that might poof me off somewhere. Which is really a lot harder than you think.

But it's over now, I think. I hope. Because I don't want to worry about suddenly poofing on my birthday. Or during the pre-birthday date with Glenn.

Oh, my gosh. My birthday's coming up next week. Which wouldn't normally make me jumpy but this year...

Glenn and I are still kind of half dating and half going out as friends. So I'm not really too sure what's happening birthday-wise. I mean... we're not "official" or anything, so it wouldn't be fair if I expected something bigger than a friend-type present.

This boyfriend stuff is confusing. Makes me wish I had a sibling I could talk to about this. Because talking to my parents? So embarrassing.

Well~ in case anyone is wondering, my first date with Glenn went very well! It didn't even really feel like a date. There was a point when he tried to be sneaky and hold my hand during the movie. He claimed he was just trying to reach the popcorn. It was actually really cute.

I always thought dating your friends was seriously risky. But with Glenn I don't think that would happen. It's comfortable around him. ... I might even let him in on the big witch secret. Dunno. Might want to wait for the awkward semi-dating thing to wear off first.

I'm not gonna lie: I'm a little nervous here. Glenn is a really good friend of mine who I've known since like... forever. And he just asked me out to a movie on Friday. Just the two of us.

... Is this a date?

Hanging with my Muggle friends is getting increasingly awkward. Lying to them sucks but I can't just go "hey I'm a witch and I've been spending the whole year learning how to brew potions". I really want just a little part of my life to be non-magical and normal.

Oh, and my parents? Not so much on the support of all things magical.

Not that I ever doubted it for a moment... but it's still a big relief seeing those grades.

I even passed Care of Magical Creatures.

... And now I get to look forward to a summer fighting against more school. Seriously, I don't think I'm going to be using math when I'm an Auror.

So it's back to boring old Muggle life tomorrow.

No, it's not really that bad. I kind of like not having to worry about potions exploding or spells or moving staircases. Keeping my Muggle life separate from my magical life keeps me sane.

Though I still wish my parents had come by.

Wow. All these parents are showing up here.

[Private/Not Hackable]
It's so stupid, but I keep hoping that my real parents will show up and that somehow I'll know it's them.

I don't know what I'd say to them if I ever saw them. It'd be like "Hey, remember me? I'm the daughter you abandoned as a baby." ... Awkward.

I will be so glad when I'm done with my last exam. There should be like an end-of-exams party. My first year with the new classes and I'm pretty sure I managed to not flunk a single one. That alone deserves celebration.

Sports are usually kind of "meh" for me, but Quidditch is really easy to get into. I'm thinking I might try out for the team next year.

Hopefully I can find someone to go with on game day. It's always more fun when you hang with someone.

This is always the part of the year I don't look forward to.

Last time in Transfiguration I totally spazzed out. I am determined not to freak out this time.

At least with Muggle Studies there's no way I can fail.

There's this song that's been in my head all day and it's driving me nuts trying to figure out what it is. It's been bugging me ever since I left the Great Hall.

It's kind of catchy.

[ooc: as a result of this, Paige has her own theme music. but she doesn't know that's what it is yet :D;]

I hope everyone enjoyed seeing into Paige's mind. Nothing too embarrassing came out... I think. All the same, I think I'll be keeping my thoughts to myself from now on.

Yes, even the boring ones. What few boring ones there are.

Not that I have a problem with speaking my mind, but... this is getting crazy. I have to study just to keep my thoughts boring.

I'm actually feeling glad I don't have a boyfriend. That would make this so~ embarrassing.