Journal Entry- May 5th, 2000- 8:00pm
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I can’t write the words, I just can’t. I’ve seen my fair share of death and destruction. Most of us have, bloody hell- I’m almost positive most of us have……but, something like that…. There are no words.
HOW could she be so bloody stupid?! HOW! Why?!
Why didn’t I write to her sooner…. God, all this time…and she was just…. Laying there…. For so long…. I should have gone to see her sooner…. Not left her to rot like that. Why did I put it off?!
I- I wouldn’t have even recognized her…. If it… if it wasn’t for her hair….
Something needs to be done……. Something…. Fenrir needs to be stopped!
And the Bloody Ministry… I’m sure they’ll have a god damn field day with this bit… since she was one of their own…. I bloody swear… if they even try to do anything stupid because of this…. I’m going to lose it….
God…. I didn’t even get a chance to tell her things…… Will I never get to say good bye to anyone I care about…. Ever?… Death isn’t bloody fair!
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[Private to Order Members]
Who has time to help me conduct a personal search? Anyone? The weekend is right around the corner.
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