( Private to the Order, heavily warded )

( Owl to Sirius )

I have a fiancée!

The beautiful, talented, and delightful Lily Evans and I are going to be married!

( Private from everybody except Marauders )

Ha, what was that on New Year's? Kind of hard to avoid when it smacks you in the face everywhere you go.

I suppose the Malfoys will go off and have little gold-coloured babies now to match those gold flower thingamajigs.

Actually one wonders how those babies will be come about, both of them are such cold fish.

( Private )

It seems that I am back in London.

Thank you all for your thoughts and sympathies.

( Private )

Going home. Back soon.

Mum is doing well. At home and resting. Even if she does look tired and pale.

Hopefully a few days with Dad's chicken soup will make sure she's back on her feet and chasing the gnomes and deer out of her roses again.

On top of everything else that's been going on, Dad's just owled to say Mum's in the hospital. Collapsed yesterday while in the garden. Thankfully, he said that she's doing well, but the Healers want to keep an eye on her because of her age and all that. They think it might be some kind of flu, so hopefully nothing too serious ( Read more... )

Finally got my new glasses! They're rather dashing, if I do say so myself. Plus, the old ones were getting a bit fuzzy, and that's been cleared up. And now that I can see....

Lily, you're even prettier than I thought you were. Just wanted to tell you that.

Sirius, mate, sorry to break it to you, but you're uglier.