forty-eighth
[ Private ]
[ written neatly ]
A whole year has come and gone, almost without my noting its passing. The time for reflection has passed, I think, but with the slight possibility that we may stay here indefinitely... [ pause. thinking about his mother's voice on New Years. he is aware that it was the castle, of course, but the memory is still chilling. and he's been missing her a lot, lately. ]
I would like to think that this year has seen some significant changes in me for the better, but -- [ hollow laugh ] -- I would only be lying to myself. And who would guess at it? Hogwarts' most acclaimed student, bamboozled, and reduced to a nitwit by--
[ his hand wavers a bit, and after a while, he throws down the quill, switching to dictation. another short laugh ]
No, I won't go down the self-pitying road. The most important thing is that I am not stagnant. I am not the person I was when I left home. And no matter how long I remain here, I will make use of my time, wisely.
[ sigh ]
[ /Private ]
[ a bit later! it's Wednesday evening, and Albus is in the clinic, doing his shift. he's sitting at a desk in the corner, writing down an essay plan on Fidelius Charms on a piece of parchment. but he's alert, keeping an eye and an ear open in case any patients want to get his attention, or in case anyone comes through the doors. after a bit, he puts down his quill, and dictates thoughtfully ]
I wonder if the snow will keep up for as long as it did last year.
How are you all, folks?
[ ooc; open. journal or in person ]
[ written neatly ]
A whole year has come and gone, almost without my noting its passing. The time for reflection has passed, I think, but with the slight possibility that we may stay here indefinitely... [ pause. thinking about his mother's voice on New Years. he is aware that it was the castle, of course, but the memory is still chilling. and he's been missing her a lot, lately. ]
I would like to think that this year has seen some significant changes in me for the better, but -- [ hollow laugh ] -- I would only be lying to myself. And who would guess at it? Hogwarts' most acclaimed student, bamboozled, and reduced to a nitwit by--
[ his hand wavers a bit, and after a while, he throws down the quill, switching to dictation. another short laugh ]
No, I won't go down the self-pitying road. The most important thing is that I am not stagnant. I am not the person I was when I left home. And no matter how long I remain here, I will make use of my time, wisely.
[ sigh ]
[ /Private ]
[ a bit later! it's Wednesday evening, and Albus is in the clinic, doing his shift. he's sitting at a desk in the corner, writing down an essay plan on Fidelius Charms on a piece of parchment. but he's alert, keeping an eye and an ear open in case any patients want to get his attention, or in case anyone comes through the doors. after a bit, he puts down his quill, and dictates thoughtfully ]
I wonder if the snow will keep up for as long as it did last year.
How are you all, folks?
[ ooc; open. journal or in person ]