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Thursday, February 23rd, 2006

Time:5:06 pm.
Mood: bouncy.
A week! I have negotiated a week off, since technically I'm better from my duel with Bellatrix. If you can believe it, we were busier after Voldemort was killed. Yes, Voldemort. If he wants to come back again well, we've still got Harry so well stomp on him one more time, but I don't think that'll be happening. (Sorry about that, Harry. Really, you're brilliant.) Anyway, yes, we were busier after but for better reasons. It got so hard to maintain the Secrecy Act that they had to ask us to help keep order. I think the crankiest out of everyone in the Ministry are the Obliviators. Poor blokes. A girl I knew, quite keen on the job, burst into tears when I asked her what was up. Stress, you know. Tsk. I'm sure it'll get better for them. The mood is just so good.

So what was I saying? Oh yes, I was finally able to wrangle a week off from Gawain. I was so happy I fell through the door. Yeah. Best thing about being an Metamorphmagus is that you can hide your embarrassment. That's one of the best things, anyway.

I think I'm going to visit Severus and then Albus and then... then I don't know what I'm going to do. Maybe nothing! Nothing sounds very good right about now. That sounds better than Mum thinking of possible baby names. Merlin that woman is pathetic.
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Thursday, February 9th, 2006

Subject:Order of the Pheonix only
Time:5:55 pm.
Mood: angry.
Well this is quite the pickle, isn't it?

Part of me feels like a right idiot. Well, no, actually all of me feels that. I was in the house when the book was stolen, lying on my useless sodding arse because I got myself cut in two by that mad bitch. Now I know what she meant when she was taunting me. I know I should feel... afraid... horrified, anxious, but I don't. I'm just numb. Numb and angry.

Right pissed off!

I'm not giving up. If it happens, I'm going to be on my own two feet doing what I can do to keep it from happening. Not for me, but for my mum, who'll miss us, my dad and Remus and Hestia and Hermione and Harry and bloody hell, everyone.

I'm not dead yet.

Just wish I knew where to start.


Private to Remus LupinCollapse )
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Friday, January 27th, 2006

Time:8:53 pm.
Mood: anxious.
Private and Warded stronglyCollapse )

Private to Tonks' close friends and RemusCollapse )
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Monday, January 23rd, 2006

Time:5:23 pm.
Mood: crushed.
And I thought I had a hard job. At least I don't have to deal with the parents. All of those poor mothers...

I don't know what we're supposed to do.


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Tuesday, January 17th, 2006

Subject:Barely warded against Death Eaters
Time:5:54 pm.
Mood: frustrated.
DAMMIT!

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Sunday, December 18th, 2005

Subject:Warded from Death Eaters
Time:7:51 pm.
Mood: bothered.
I feel like going out tonight, but I'm not sure where. It's been a long couple of weeks.


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Sunday, December 4th, 2005

Time:12:53 am.
Mood: outraged and sick.
Private to the Order of the Phoenix - R ratedCollapse )
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Tuesday, November 29th, 2005

Subject:writing in a journal with two broken arms is loads of fun
Time:11:26 pm.
Mood: ow.
warded against the dark

oi oi, i cannot believe they used my full name in the paper. i bet that prat dawlish put them up to it, probably to get back at me for not falling for his lame attempts to toast me.

if youre reading this dolly, you know is say this out of love.

(he hates it when we call him dolly)

im fine. it was stupid really. a giant threw a boulder the size of a house at us. i would've gotten out of the way in time but... i uh... tripped. it was so bloody stupid. i'd been doing so well too. mustve taken out ten of those thugs myself, the giants i mean. well, nearly 10. maybe 1, that's nearly ten. close enough.

but like i said, im fine. got most of the feeling in my arms back. bones healing up right nicely and all that. they say i should be out before the weekend.

im just sorry to everyone who lost people, and who had people hurt. i'm sorry we couldn't do more.
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Monday, October 17th, 2005

Time:10:43 pm.
Mood: excited.
Oh look at me! Being one of the Aurors that rounded up Casal, I get to go to his trial and wear my good robes. I have to remember to calm down and take small steps, so I don't make a complete arse of myself before the Wizengamot.

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Monday, September 26th, 2005

Time:11:22 am.
Mood: ouchies.
So I hear things got a bit messy at Hogwarts last week. That takes me back, we had food fights back in my day, you know, and it was usually Hufflepuff House that started them! Some things will never change. Sigh.

Work has been picking up, but the mood around here is a lot better than it was even a week ago, and especially a couple of weeks ago. Everyone's busy finding and capturing Death Eaters and their little wannabees like it's a competition, but the mood is like it's a game, rather than it's a life/death situation. Not sure what to feel about that.

I suppose it could be both.

I'm not on duty right now, thank you very much. I was given today off. See I was making coffee, which was my mistake because I should never, ever make coffee. I burned up myself and my partner pretty bad (poor guy thought he'd never have kids ever thanks to me) and we ended up in St. Mungo's for a quick work-up. I'm not...entirely sure how it happened, but I ended up with a sprained and twisted foot and my partner with a concussion, and the beds were all over the place. If they didn't keep so much rubbish around, I'd be less likely to kill myself on them, now wouldn't I?

Their fault, really.

...

Okay look, I'm not good when I'm excited, okay? Or excitable. I'm not sure which.

Oi, it's a good thing you've got looks, Tonksy. That's what my boss said too. Sort of. Bloody Scrimgeour.

Oh, Marietta, how did your test go?
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Monday, September 12th, 2005

Subject:I just had to write something. Old words.
Time:5:28 pm.
Mood: mournful.
I hate funerals. I've been to a few, but it's really my mum and dad that have the real experience with them. That's where I learned to hate them, from looking at mum's eyes whenever she recounted one. I've been to some myself, fallen comrades and the like. Too many. I always find myself thinking back when I'm at one...

I remember my first year at Hogwarts. It wasn't really easy for me. I thought the best thing to do, the best way to make friends would be to show off my abilities. I was constantly changing, always putting on a new face, or features, colors, whatever, to get people to notice me.They noticed, and they weren impressed. In fact they hated me, even my fellow Housemates did. I couldn't blame them. I was just a pratty show-off and they wanted nothing to do with my sorry self. I was so miserable.

My shining memory of first year was when Al- Dumbledore came and sat next to me during lunch one day, I don't recall exactly when. He asked if I was Andromeda's child...and I said I was. I guess he didn't see it in me, since I was still deciding the best way to make myself, so I kept on changing. I answered him and changed right away. He asked me if I could show my real face...and I was so embarrassed. I mean, after all the work I'd done to change myself he was wondering if I could turn plain?

I did it...eventually. He smiled and his eyes twinkled. He said I looked just like my mother. He was so impressed...just by plain old me...

Mum and dad talked about what a great Headmaster and person he ...was. I thought they were exaggerating. Merlin...


...I miss him so much.


I guess... I guess I can ...feel better that he took Voldemort down, besides.

But...hm... maybe it's time to just...deal with things a little differently. More decisively, like he always did. Maybe...
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Thursday, July 28th, 2005

Subject:Students of Hogwarts
Time:4:29 pm.
Mood: busy.
I'm sorry, I know you all have a lot of questions, but I'm not going to be able to answer any of them right now. All I can say is that we've already come up with some good evidence, and that the investigation is moving along quickly.

I just wanted to tell you that...well, that it's okay to feel frightened, unsure. In fact, now is the perfect time to feel that way. We're at war, it's a scary time for everyone. But at the same time, don't let your fear eat you up right now. It's okay to be scared, but you have to overcome it. If you don't, you'll just let yourself down, and at a time like this, that means bad things.

And I can't tell you how important it is to follow the rules. Professor McGonagall told you all about the curfew and about moving around with at least another person every time, didn't she? What happened to Dean Thomas could have been avoided. Nobody likes to point fault at a time like this, and in fact him getting hurt is the fault of whoever hurt him, but he didn't need to put himself in that situation in the first place.

Times like these, we have to be smarter, and we can't give in to our fear. Understand? You can quote me.

Monday, July 25th, 2005

Time:6:28 pm.
Mood: curious.
Ah, those boys. Not for the first time does it make me wonder what it was like being a student in their times. I wonder if it works in reverse, and they were more mature.

I talked to Kingsley the other day. I shocked the hell out of him by meeting him at his other job. I daresay it was very funny, seeing his reaction and shooing me out of the room so we could talk privately. They really need to cheer up a little there at Downing Street. Well...everywhere, really.

Zhukov's death is driving me-us-all crazy. Inside Hogwarts, for pete's sake. As if people weren't nervous enough about sending their kids to school there. I wonder if the new security teams being sent there will help any.

Guess only time will tell.

As for me, my new gig is Hogsmeade. Hopefully nothing will happen and I can spend my days chatting with Rosmerta and sucking on Sugar-quills until me teeth rot. Hopefully.
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Sunday, May 29th, 2005

Time:10:03 pm.
Mood: tired.
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Ooh I'm so ticked. I begged them, practically begged them to let me to Hogwarts. "Nooooooo." Blah.

Enjoy yourselves, kiddies.
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Thursday, May 19th, 2005

Time:7:50 pm.
Mood: chipper.
Owl and Parcel to Hermione GrangerCollapse )
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Friday, April 29th, 2005

Subject:Private to Marietta
Time:9:33 pm.
Mood: excited.
So you've had the baby! That's wonderful! I'm so glad you didn't name her It. Louisa is a lovely name.

I hope it all went well. I don't know how you're feeling, but I hope you're happy. You've done a great thing, really. It's going to be hard, but as long as you're up to it, everything will work out.

Just wanted to write to you quick-like before I go out again. Now you take care, okay! Both of you.
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Saturday, April 23rd, 2005

Subject:Sigh. Death Eaters need not apply
Time:1:52 pm.
Mood: pooped.
Sigh. Azkaban is so dreary. It's like all those years with the Dementors in charge put some kind of curse on the place.

This has been a very rough two weeks for me, and a lot of other people I reckon. I really need a break now.

So consider this an open call for any free adults out there. There's a pub I like to visit in London that's absolutely gear, so Bill, if you want to keep me company. Hestia too, you could bring along Professor Dillingham if it's not too low-brow to him. Ministry workers, graduates, doesn't really matter. Just show up!

Don't leave me hanging!
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Wednesday, April 6th, 2005

Time:5:22 pm.
Mood: nervous.
Ouch, what a painful few weeks. I broke my leg twice in the same place, and let me tell you, that's a first for me. It happened once at work and once during a raid involving some unseemly characters being brought to justice. I know I've heard about the space in Azkaban being unlimited, but I really wonder if we're going to need to build another wizard's prison with all these wankers roaming about.

We're certainly going to need more wardens. Say what you want about Dementors, I know Dumbledore never liked them, but they did do a good job of keeping the prisoners in line. ...Mum will scold me. I know it's cruel and unusual to be forced to live with Dementors. I guess I'll never appreciate that since I was never imprisoned there. It's easy to say "Well then don't commit crimes," but Aurors aren't infallible. I'll probably get flak for saying this, but it's possible--probable even, that innocent people were subjected to Dementors. That's not very right.

Well I'll be getting my chance to do their job. Starting next week I'm doing a two-week stint in Azkaban as a warden. It's not a big deal, just about all of us will be doing a few rounds in Azkaban. I wish I didn't have to. I quite hate that place.

Thanks to Billy for the fun times. I'm always up for another go you lot!
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Friday, March 18th, 2005

Subject:S.O.S.
Time:2:13 am.
Mood: stressed.
It's sad..that when I actually have a minute to write in this, it's in the middle of the night and I have nothing to write.

Maybe one of my friends would take pity on a sad tiny Auror and take her out a little? Any-which-where, doesn't really matter. I miss my friends.

I don't want to keep talking about work, because work is all around me. Even more so now, with all those bastards-

See, there I go again.

Somebody rescue me. Don't particularly care how you do it. ... . . . ... I don't know how many ways to write it. :( Pretty please?
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Saturday, February 26th, 2005

Time:8:00 pm.
Things are certainly escalating. Just the other day there was an entire family...

Needless to say, things are getting busy for me. For all of us over here.

Kingsley and I are on assignment tonight, but I just to dust off this old binder before moving on. Yes, Aurors have no weekends we're so bloody important.

Right right, on we go then. After this, I'll leave no karaoke and or pub unturned, I swear.
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