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[Mon 19 Sep @ 9:45am] |
Where the hell did the weekend go?
Private to Alice.
Sorry I fell asleep at the table again. I'm sure dinner was fantastic.
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[Thu 8 Sep @ 10:59am] |
I'm having ice cream for lunch.
Private to Self
I always thought being a father was going to be the best part of my life. A little critter to talk to, and teach quidditch, and spoil rotten. So how is it that I've got a son, a perfect little man, who looks just like me, and I'm relieved he's currently being raised by someone else. Where did this go wrong?
Private to Alice
I'm sorry I got distracted and never gave you an answer about how we should explain Edgar's money being left to us. I feel like my brain's running in a hundred different directions and my legs in a dozen more. You being his favorite cousin might work, but it's going to be suspicious to Amelia. Anything's going to be suspicious likely. I was thinking maybe we could claim to have loaned him some money a few years back? A substantial amount he didn't want anyone to know about? Or that he knew you and I were having some financial problems because we're too proud to take money from our parents and being Aurors pays too little.
I don't know. What would she believe?
Order
Until we know how Edgar was found out, anyone living with family, that has any concern at all that they could be known as an Order member, might want to find somewhere else to live temporarily. Alice and I have an extra room or two if need be.
And James and Lily, I'll stop by for Neville tonight if you don't mind, and we'll keep him until we've got to work in the morning. I've been missing those sleep noises he makes.
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