Journal Entry: March 7th, 2000
[Private to self]
I thought sleep would rid me of the pain- that because of the lack of sleep I had been getting, that was the reason- but now I don’t think that’s the initial problem. When I tried morphing on my way out from work today, while the persistent headache was rearing its ugly head, I couldn’t quite change the way I wanted. I don’t think I’ll show at the office tomorrow. I can’t. I must shake this- get myself ready for the shift when it’s my turn. Tonight feels like it’ll be quite a warm evening… I’m already sweating.
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[Private to Harry, Ron, Ginny]
The Minister would never let you be placed on the list Harry- you’re his poster boy as it were. Ron, Ginny- you both should not have encouraged him… I don’t have the mentality right now to lecture all three of you rotten- so just pay notice that I’m wiggling my finger at all three of you and some odd words are coming out of my mouth.
There- I’ve done what I should… It was nice that you guys gave them hell… shh I didn’t say that.
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