Sep 08, 2009 14:49
The house has been suspiciously quiet for a while now and I highly doubt that means anything good. I think Zell was right; the house seems to use these lulls to get rid of people for whatever reason although I think I envy them. Going home sounds nice right about now, getting to make sure mum and dad and the kids are doing fine and that nothing mad has popped up. Well, madder than usual for a war.
Private||Hackable
I've been checking the dates and I've been here for almost a whole year now. One, whole solid year of my life, gone. Come the 10th it'll only be two months away. I'm not sure how time passes on the outside seeing as mum came from at least a year or so into the future if I'd gotten married to Remus and if...if Dumbledore had died but when I went back I was only there for a few days. Long enough to know that he really is dead. In the time I've been here I've made some fabulous friends, probably one or two enemies and I've loved and lost. Not that it's really all that great a loss if I'm objective about it. I still want to go home but...I feel like I'm resigning myself to being stuck here for the duration and I've never been resigned, in any sense of the word, before and I hate it. I hate that I can't figure out a way to get home. I hate that my magic doesn't work beyond spells a child could do. I hate that I'm useless to everyone whether they're here or at home.
I wish something would happen here, even zombies again, so I could stop thinking about this constantly.
I miss home more than I ever thought I would.
[[ooc: Virtually no skills required to hack this. One day someone will need to teach Tonks how to actually make things hard to hack but it's not today. Strike line in the private section was typed and deleted but feel free to salvage it, all she's referring to is her canon update and knowing that Sirius really did fall through the veil.]]
the house is a prison,
it's too quiet,
homesick,
in need of some tea and sympathy,
having one of 'those' moments