SIRIUS BLACK: 15 January 1976

[trickster_gryff]

 
Andy,

Has Professor McGo
How are you?

Has Professor McGonagall owled you at all since I’ve been back at school this term? Did you write her about what happened over Christmas? I think the Potters must have told her. Or they told Dumb Professor Dumbledore about it and then he told her. She keeps looking at me and it’s just weird. Any day

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[stagboy]

Tell 'em all to fuck off and be done with it. It's none of their business anyway.

[trickster_gryff]

*small, grateful smile*
Exactly what I was thinking.

*stares at him for a moment, then glances away, rubbing at his neck*

[stagboy]

*glances at him, eyebrows raised*

Problem?

[trickster_gryff]

Hmm?
Oh, no. It's nothing. *shakes his head*

Just wish I didn't feel like people keep staring at me, y'know?
*shrugs* Got me a bit on edge, I think. Feel like punching someone nearly all the time.

[pe_pettigrew]

*glances around*

*low voice*

You've been looking a little twitchy lately mate. Anyone in particular we need to invent a hex for? I know how making up spells makes you giddy.

[trickster_gryff]

*laughs a little*
Nah. No one in particular.
S'... Family shite. *evasive look* But don't worry about it. Not a problem, yeah?

Let me spend some time over Christmas with James and his folks, though. Lovely time. James' mum seems determined to stuff me full of cake for some reason. Couldn't figure out why.

[pe_pettigrew]

Families. *nods*

That woman is crazy about cake. It's a wonder Prongs doesn't weigh 400 kilos. You had a nightmare? Here's some cake. You broke your toe? Here's some cake. Evans has just smashed your heart to teeny bits and hexed your nose? Here's some cake.

I really would like to know what she puts in it too, because it seems to work.

*grin*