Well. It looks like Moony and me might have to be leaving; it seems that certain new headmasters think that schools are for students and teachers and everyone else has to find somewhere else to live on no notice. I know that they say that change is a good thing, but I wish everything would stay how it is. Or at least, how it was ( Read more... )

The kidnapping a couple of weeks ago went as planned, more or less. I suppose a few surprises should be expected, though, and Harry is here with us now and here he'll stay. But I suppose he'll probably get bloody sick of me and be glad to leave for school soon enough ( Read more... )

I'm not surprised, really. It was never a secret that the Ministry's full of brainless incompetants, although I don't know how they could have let him escape after everything. Remus says that I can't go looking for him. I suppose he's probably right, for now. There's no sense running off after him when no-one knows where he is ( Read more... )

So, then. I suppose the holiday is really over, now, twelve days of Christmas and all that. It really was the best one for a long, long time, I couldn't have asked for anything more, really. Even though there was a certain ... addition to events that I wasn't expecting, he mostly kept his mouth shut well enough. James should have come, though. ( Read more... )

Since I have this journal, I thought I should put it to some use.

I am not dead anymore. I'm quite pleased about that. I'm at the beach with Moony - I like it here. It's quiet and there's a lot to get used to. I think we're going back to Hogwarts soon, though.

And Harry, I think there's some things you forgot to mention.