I found my older brother dead in his flat today. It was the Killing Curse.
I've said it once and I'll say it again, the war began five generations before me and didn't end on Halloween night. It'll never end, and any of you who think so didn't understand it in the first place.
There will be a small funeral on Sunday for friends and family, and our father will speak.
Kingsley and I are engaged, and have been since May. I'm thinking December for the wedding.
Nothing else, I don't think.
I took off the charms. If whoever killed Runako comes after me -- they have to know about me if they know about him, and I have to start undoing all of my work, all four of them. If they come after me, if I die, there can't be any evidence of what I've done.
Whoever it is, they're clever or they're strong, and either way, I'm likely to lose.
All I have on my side is Knockturn paranoia. I'm on their side now, I'll be protected, and all of this should serve me well.