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Oct. 23rd, 2009

[Padma Patil]
So, you and George...

[Private]
This Quidditch league is a good thing. Really. It'll give them all something fun to do, something to focus on besides just work and classes. Get out their energy and all that shit  but
Godric, I wish I could play too.


They said this might go away eventually but it's not, I still feel like shit some mornings when I sit up in bed, so how the hell am I supposed to handle actually being in the air? But I miss it.

Sometimes I think that if I'm good to my body it'll fix itself, and maybe I shouldn't do any of this pretend to be a werewolf stuff in the DA. But that's so selfish, making myself useless because I just want to be able to fly, and     fuck, I hate it. I'm here whining about losing Quidditch when people lost friends and family and

Miss you, Fred.

Oct. 19th, 2009

[George]
I just remembered I won two of your brothers at the auction. Any ideas as to what I should do with them? And do you reckon it makes me a slag if I go out with both of them? Hope your mum won't mind, I'd hate to get on her bad side.

Have you and Patil gone on your date yet? Does she hate me for bidding on you? She was kind of looking at me funny, but I couldn't have let you go for less than two galleons. It just wouldn't be right.

Aug. 24th, 2009

Some days I really bloody miss flying.

I mean, it was never quite the same after Hogwarts, because nothing compares to real Quidditch, not even a pick-up game. But there was still flying, with the wind and the speed and the freedom. The exhilaration, and the feeling of being unlimited. The sense that for just one moment, everything's alright again, even if you know that your problems are waiting for you on the ground.

Maybe I should just become a bird Animagus. Then again, I reckon the Healers would tell me I'm not up to that either.

Aug. 16th, 2009

[Private to Daniel]
Hey, you.

I don't know if you have plans for Sunday afternoon or not, because you're coming to a practise session for defensive magic with me. If you're going to be doing badass things like fighting in battles and getting kidnapped mauled into trouble with werewolves, you need to know your stuff.

I think I miss your Dictaquill. I can never tell when you're "writing" in your journal anymore. And now you can actually use wards.

Jul. 23rd, 2009

Has the DMLE been busier this week, or do I just feel like I have more to do since I've been away for a few days? Today just felt like the longest day ever.

It is nice to be out of St. Mungo's, though. My Healers were none too happy to hear I was there for something other than the bi-weekly check-up. Didn't like it when I asked about flying either, the intern even called me reckless. He sounded a bit like Madam Pomfrey, I thought. I should've asked if they were related. D'you reckon she has kids?

Jul. 5th, 2009

[Private to George and Harry]
I'm sorry. That I was cross with you last night, but mostly that I wasn't there tonight in the woods. I wanted to come, but Aunt Bethy asked where I was off to, and maybe I should've lied to her but I couldn't bring myself to do it. She wouldn't let me go, said that Death Eaters almost killed my brother. She doesn't understand that that's why I wanted to go.

Please tell me that you're both alright.

Jun. 30th, 2009

Fucking hell. I feel like I've got a hangover, except I haven't had a bloody sip of alcohol since Sunday. Didn't even have very much then - and more's the pity, really, but the Healers said getting pissed wasn't a good idea. And I'm trying to be good, because hell, I just want them to say I can try flying again.

Am I seriously supposed to get used to this?

I wonder if a Daydream Charm would help or if it'd just be a waste. I think I'll try it. If it works, George, I owe you a huge favor.

Jun. 14th, 2009

[Private]
Additional counsel, my arse.

I just needed Daniel back, and now he is. And he's alive, if only barely. The Healers will fix him up. They will. The worst is over.

I wonder if this is what it's like for George. Except for him the worst isn't over, might not ever be over.

Maybe he doesn't need space. I know I didn't.

Jun. 1st, 2009

I lost my place but I can't stop this story
I've found my way, but until then
I'm only spinning )
spinning