31 August
For anyone who didn't know Gideon and Fabian, I'm sorry. Their talent and humour never ceased to amaze me, and they were terribly good Scrabble players. I'm so proud of them for putting up a fight and only hope that I would be just as brave in the same situation.
On the one hand, I'm shocked. I saw them just two days ago, and now they are gone.
On the other, I'm not surprised. It isn't as if the Death Eaters care about anyone or anything. The twins left nothing unclear about their disgust with prejudice and this movement of violence and fear and tried as much as two people can try to stop it.
Please, don't let these murderers win. We need to fight them, not hide from them or lie down and let them take our country over. Merlin, I hope to be as much of a thorn in the Death Eaters' sides as the Prewetts. May they rest in peace.
Open to all but Frank
I'm so worried about Frank. They meant so much to him, and he's become so reclusive, and nothing I do seems to help. I made a batch of biscuits but he won't have one. Granted, I burnt them pretty well, so as I can't bring them to Molly either, I've been sitting in the kitchen and eating burnt biscuits. I hate not being able to help him.
He went out, and of course I let him, but I'm such a wreck. I worry about him being upset, and now I have to worry about him being out at all. It's not as if he has a much better reputation with the Death Eaters as his friends. Maybe if he hasn't returned by the time I finish these culinary disasters, I'll send him a message.
Molly, please let me know if there's anything I can do. I'm so sorry.
On the one hand, I'm shocked. I saw them just two days ago, and now they are gone.
On the other, I'm not surprised. It isn't as if the Death Eaters care about anyone or anything. The twins left nothing unclear about their disgust with prejudice and this movement of violence and fear and tried as much as two people can try to stop it.
Please, don't let these murderers win. We need to fight them, not hide from them or lie down and let them take our country over. Merlin, I hope to be as much of a thorn in the Death Eaters' sides as the Prewetts. May they rest in peace.
Open to all but Frank
I'm so worried about Frank. They meant so much to him, and he's become so reclusive, and nothing I do seems to help. I made a batch of biscuits but he won't have one. Granted, I burnt them pretty well, so as I can't bring them to Molly either, I've been sitting in the kitchen and eating burnt biscuits. I hate not being able to help him.
He went out, and of course I let him, but I'm such a wreck. I worry about him being upset, and now I have to worry about him being out at all. It's not as if he has a much better reputation with the Death Eaters as his friends. Maybe if he hasn't returned by the time I finish these culinary disasters, I'll send him a message.
Molly, please let me know if there's anything I can do. I'm so sorry.