I am not coming back to teach next term. Harry and I are going away for a while ( Read more... )

I too dislike exams.

I did not like taking them, I do not like giving them.

Kindly stop bursting into tears in my classroom, please. I am quite tired of accepting scrolls of damp parchment.

Oh, bloody hell, there goes another one. This bunch is leakier than a cauldron bottom, and no mistake. She's putting Myrtle to shame, she is.

I cannot wait ( Read more... )

Thanks to some generous help, I finished marking essays much earlier than I thought, and Harry and I took the bike out yesterday. We flew up a ways past Hogsmeade and had a nice lunch. I wish we could have brought Rosie. The Padfoot in me would like to take her on out of her element. I'm getting up there, but I can beat her in a race ( Read more... )

There is something to be said about a quiet evening surrounded by books. However, it's unlikely that I will be the one saying it, unless that thing to be said involves bah and humbug. My heart goes out to those of you preparing for your O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s, it truly does, but it is perhaps for that reason that I can't watch. Something about ( Read more... )

Okay, Remus and Harry, I'm intact, Pettigrew is still nowhere to be found, and I've been sent home, which is where I am now, picking up some things. Either of you need anything while I'm here? Should I join you at the Burrow?

Here's something about getting old: the school term begins and you get started in your routine, you make a couple of pizzas with your godson and you teach and you give baths to the deserving unclean, and then you blink and it's time for Easter. Yes, Moony, I'll be there and I'll bring Harry as well. I think. Harry, any thoughts on this ( Read more... )

Behold, I give you the new, improved Severus Snape, spreading sweetness wherever he goes.

There are some people I miss. One, of course, is Remus--he may be reachable, but it just isn't the same without him here in the castle, and I suppose now with him resigning it will never be the same. And the other is my one true love Sinistra, who doesn't even have the excuse of convalescing to be not-here. Wherefore art thou, lovely Sinistra? ( Read more... )

Ahhhh, the ever-accurate Hogwarts grapevine.

Most of you know by now, of course, that professor Remus Lupin has been recovered, in critical condition, from captivity. Exactly where he was and what he was doing when captured, I cannot, sadly, say, although I will say that his life was indeed in jeopardy. However, I can say, with perfect ( Read more... )

Sorry to leave a message this way, but I'm in a hurry and don't have time to get to the owlery. I wanted to let you know, respectively, that the misson was successful and Remus is in rather bad condition but safe and Tonks and I are fine and sustained only minor injuries; and that I'm taking Harry with me to St. Mungo's tonight ( Read more... )