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posted on November the 15th
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Narcissa, is it nearly time to start making Christmas preparations?
[Private]
Faking a break in at Gringotts will be easy. No one is going to die. I really don't want anyone to die. There will be no Aurors; we will have a simplistic time This is why I volunteered. No one is going to die.
NO ONE IS GOING TO DIE.
[Warded to Sirius and James]
I'm glad Harry's okay. Nobody ought to tamper with a bludger.
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posted on November the 2nd
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The summer flowers in the back garden are finally dying and Kreacher, in a fit of passion, chose to yank them all up (save the bulbs, of course) and began to plant some winter flowers. We have mums, of course, with winter jasmine, witch hazel and forsythia.
There are still some beautiful roses in the corner, near the gazebo, and I think I shall take them to Mum and Dad.
[Private].
I don't know what James and Sirius think they're doing to me and I don't know why I'm thinking about letting them do it, but actually talking to people (despite the manifold reasons not to talk to them) felt good. To express some of the bollocks with Sirius and then, in turn, to actually view James as a human being, was enlightening.
And they don't even know what I'm sitting on -- or do they? I can't be sure but I don't think so. I want to tell someone. I'm tired of carrying this secret alone. Sirius was right about one thing, I'll watch the atrocities happen and I am not doing anything about it. There is no salvation for our way of life. I am under no illusions that it is the purity of Wizarding culture that the Dark Lord is trying to preserve. The Dark Lord, if he had his way, would set up some eternal reign of terror with these things ... these horcruxes ... and who knows how many he's already made?
... then, what am I doing today? I guess I'm going flying.
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posted on October the 27th
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