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REMUS [Apr. 20th, 2004|09:43 pm]
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I FOUND THIS BLASTED PACK OF PARCHMENT BENEATH MOONY'S DRESSING ROBE.

Along with MOONY'S packet of parchment. That was in the cupboard in the front hall. Wonder how it got there.

This could be why nobody has been saying or doing anything.

Moony, entertain me, for I am wishing for a ravish or two.
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(no subject) [Feb. 9th, 2004|07:08 pm]
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[Current Mood |crappycrappy]

I've been ordered out into the hall while the nurses tend to Moony's wounds. I...I could have lost him, it could've been the last time I saw him, on Friday. He might not have come back.

I can't take much more of this. All this death...it's beginning to surround me like a dark cloud, and I come home from the Order now more depressed than I was when I arrived at HQ.

Times likes this make me think of my family disowning me, for some reason. Guess it's because there's an ever-present stench of betrayal in the air now, everywhere. We can't seem to get information quick enough to halt a spy or murder, and when we do catch wind of the perpertrator, it's an old acquaintance, or classmate from Hogwarts, half the time.

I'm starting to wallow again. I can't even think straight, I've got this horrible pounding in my head, and I can't get rid of it. I've started smoking again, and I know Remus hates it. He always hates when I smoke to rid myself of anything unpleasant...at least it's better than yelling out a member of the Order, like I sometimes do.

My thoughts are so jumbled, and even when I look back at what I just wrote, I can't make sense of it. James always said I was a bit of a puzzler, and considering I can't even figure out what I just wrote about proves him right.

I should go visit him soon, to see how he and Lily are getting along. I haven't had time for much personal chat with them lately, let alone a cup of tea. There hasn't even been an hour where Remus and I can just sit in front of the fire, and not talk at all. Most of it's been arguing with each other over tension, then forgiving each other and falling asleep from exhaustion. It's not like I can simply brush off work, like I did with classwork at Hogwarts.

Everything is too rushed. I'm being thrown into a time where confusion is the very element of life, the topic of all chatter. I want to be back in a time where we didn't have to worry about anything like that---when Remus and I were still getting to know each other really, truly well for the first time, when Peter was in love with that Hufflepuff, and James was still trying to woo Lily. When we were prats and bigshots. I want out.

I just want out.
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(no subject) [Feb. 6th, 2004|04:04 pm]
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[Current Mood |scaredscared]

MOONY!

Oh God, he's left. I told him he should go, since I know he wants to help so much, but...I don't...

I just want to see him come home alive.


I love you, Remus.
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(no subject) [Feb. 3rd, 2004|09:32 pm]
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Bloody hell. In St. Mungoes, lying on this bed in a ward that smells like disinfectant and dead flobberworms.

Moony's sleeping next to me in the chair. Dunno what even happened in the past couple of days---prolly acted like a fucking git, knowing me when I'm ill.

If I was rude or said anything horribly uneccessary, Moony, hit me upside the head. And...thanks.

I love you.
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(no subject) [Feb. 1st, 2004|10:00 pm]
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[Current Mood |sicksick]

can't bloody see-so sick---mad-eye gonna be mad---moony, moony, going to be ill and throw u

eugh, remus, need you, 'm scare
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(no subject) [Jan. 31st, 2004|10:22 am]
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Not feeling well. Don't think I can stand at all. Oh shite, things are going bla--
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Attn. Moony [Jan. 30th, 2004|06:31 am]
Sirius Black
[Current Mood |depresseddepressed]

Hey, Moony. I'm sitting in my office, on prolly the only break I'll have the entire day. Apparently the brawl at the Dove? Attacks. All of 'em, so we're going through the paperwork.

I've left some tea in the kettle for you when you wake up, and I'll try and get out of here as soon as possible to see you---will you owl Amos and tell him that I'm not going to be able to meet him at the pub tonight, and say I've very sorry, but I'll be exhausted.

Which, frankly, I already am right now.

That, and I'm in trouble with McKinnon and McGonagall. Save me, please.

Love you, Moony.
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(no subject) [Jan. 29th, 2004|05:53 pm]
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[Current Mood |boredbored]

Y'know, perhaps I should actually do something with this book---er---journal of mine. If not, McGonagall will skin me alive for sure. There was a purpose for using this...thing, whatever it is, of course, but I can't remember why.

Anyways, not much to write here, in any case. Large bit of paperwork Jim and I had to fill out today, for the accidents down in Birmingham, involving four Muggles. Apparently, by Scotland Bark, I believe that's the name, they were 'shot.'

Shot my arse, we all know it was Lucius Malfoy. Why can't we arrest the bloody bastard, and save us all a heap of time? Minister's too damn blind to see anything. Rather tired of Ministry business and Auror training. Sort of wish it was like old times, just sitting around the fireplace at Hogwarts.

Moony's out again tonight, patrolling with Sturgis. I miss him already, the git. Haven't had a cosy cuddle with him in almost a week; he could use it, poor chap, he's been awfully down lately, and I haven't had the chance to ask him why.

Think I might go make myself a cuppa, if we have any of that strong Peppermint Tea left, and leaf through some old photographs.
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