Sorry to have been rather off the radar these last few weeks. Been working on a project harder than I thought I ever would.

Susan Bones, we need to talk.

And Draco Malfoy, I'm Apparating over. I dunno. Just missed you all of the sudden.

An e-mail to Hermione:

Granger, I never thought I'd actually say this but I need your help.

I was assigned to work on an original spell. I basically have to make it my own, but I've hit a wall on my research.

See, I've been thinking: if a place can be made Unplottable, surely there is a way for someone to be hidden as well--meaning the person ( Read more... )

gah. i cannot see ( Read more... )

Happy belated birthday, Draco darling! I have set up the flat so you could come have a nice stay ( Read more... )

I've been reading through all the online entries here and I am actually getting depressed by it all (not to mention that it's depressing enough to be around most of you people ( Read more... )

Pansy,

Something is terribly wrong. I don't know what it is, but something doesn't feel right.

We need to get to Draco.

Meet me just outside The Forest. We'd Apparate. NOW.

And the reason why nobody could get into the Slyth dorms is that I broke my bloody leg ( Read more... )

I never thought I'd say this, but get well soon, Patil (or at least, the one that's in the hospital).

I happen to think Bones is an okay person, so don't be shocked if I drop by for a visit one of these days.

There isn't much worth posting about, and besides, someone who's not supposed to associate with me might read this.

Pansy Idril Marguerite Parkinson and Draco Augustus Malfoy,

I need you.

No, Ginny. Not today. I'd hate to put you in the middle. It wouldn't be fair to any one of us.

He came in a dream ( Read more... )