05 May 2000

May 05, 2006 20:25

I'm not even sure I'll have another fully readable entry in my journal ever again, not when she's out there with a journal of her own, reading whatever prattle everyone's writing--

Even after speaking with Tonks, I'd thought about finding Lestrange's hospital room, again. That's what she wants! She taunted me and invited me to her. Merlin help me, I wanted to see her again. More importantly, I wanted her to see my face again. Mum's face--

The war might be over, but we're still dealing with the remnants of it. Bellatrix Lestrange is still alive and free, and so is Fenrir Greyback. Why can't it just end like it's meant to? I don't want to fight anymore. I mean, I suppose if I'm needed, I'll go, but I don't particularly want to. It'd be going on a sense of duty to my friends and the Order, not for some greater thing like the Wizard world. The Ministry's mucking up trying to rebuild things, and the Prophet's not helping either. Everything's just so divided and I can't help but think the chaos after the war is as bad as the battles themselves.

I suppose some people are needed to fix it.

I just wish there was some sort of easy plan to follow to make everything better.
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