4. June, 2001. 17:00.
[Private to self.]
Might as well, right? Merlin. Have to - must be - Fuck it.
[/private to self.]
Get out your celebratory fireworks, folks. I am coming home.
For a week anyway.
[Private to Tonks.]
Oh, Tonks, dear. Are you still alive? Or am I going to have to come and get that goldfish from your bereaved parents? Do tell. I'd like to know.
Also, I think you and I ought meet up whilst I visit England. What say you?
[/priv.]
Might as well, right? Merlin. Have to - must be - Fuck it.
[/private to self.]
Get out your celebratory fireworks, folks. I am coming home.
For a week anyway.
[Private to Tonks.]
Oh, Tonks, dear. Are you still alive? Or am I going to have to come and get that goldfish from your bereaved parents? Do tell. I'd like to know.
Also, I think you and I ought meet up whilst I visit England. What say you?
[/priv.]