I am, officially, the world's greatest prat, and possibly a girl as well ( Read more... )

I knew it ( Read more... )

Pardon the brevity. Transformation went fine, but the Shack was so cold and somehow I'd misplaced the blanket, so I'm staying in the infirmary a bit longer since Madam Pomfrey says I've got frostbite.

I can't get warm.

Hopefully will be out by weekend. Could be worse, please don't worry.

Love,

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I've charmed this parchment to look like I'm writing notes from my textbook, so please forgive any spelling mistakes.

This Christmas is going to be rather...well, I thnk it's going to be important. Last year Sirius and I didn't even send letters to each other - this year we...well, you know. I would like to buy get him somethng really fantastc, ( Read more... )

Fuck, but the most wonderful thing has happened.

A few weeks ago it was Sirius's 17th birthday. (We had some very nice celebrations that lasted several days beyond the date in question, thank you for asking.) Well, his fantastically BRILLIANT cousin got him an amazing gift.

A motorbike.

A fucking Muggle Babbano, symbol of rebellion motorbike ( Read more... )

I'm sure you weren't expecting a letter from me, were you? Frankly, I never expected to write to you myself ( Read more... )

Congratulations! I was so thrilled to get your engagement notice the other day - my mates were quite startled by my un-Remus-like whoop of glee. Yes, a WHOOP. See what good news this is ( Read more... )

Moon was fine. It's amazing how much better they've been lately (those two on holiday excepted, of course; must've been the travel).

How is your ankle feeling? Are you sure you won't let Dad bring you to a Healer? I suppose it'd be weirder now, if you suddenly showed up at work all healed, though. James here is having his own injury problems. He ( Read more... )

Your angle worked better than the best illegal love potion I've ever brewed read about in abstract terms ( Read more... )

Oh! How I miss you so! Our two weeks together were a slice of heavenly perfection, and now being back in this most dreary school without you to keep me warm at night... I just don't know what to do with myself! I sleep so poorly, not only because of the lonely cold that permeates my skin in your absesnse absence, but also because when I do sleep I ( Read more... )