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Tuesday, September 13th, 2005

Time:1:06 am.
Mood: cynical.
Uncle Alphard, while I do appreciate your bribe atte present, I think it's really Sirius that you should be sending things to. He's the one that you need to be making up with, after all. You haven't done anything to me that I know of, but I'm not done checking for spells.
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Monday, September 8th, 1975

Time:10:19 pm.
Mood: cynical.
Everything just seemed to explode on the scrolls faster than I could catch up with, and I've only know figured that it might be safe to write. I might be wrong, and only find out when I unroll the parchment again to find seventy five replies or so in large capital letters. I guess I'm still taking my chances here.

I was going to ask Sirius again if he wanted to borrow anything of mine, nevermind ankle modesty, but it looks as of Mum's already sent him some. I would have, though, if needed. I did offer before, and at least nothing of mine is charmed. Uncle Alphard, I really don't know what you were thinking. I guess I trust that you didn't mean anything by it but ...were you even thinking at all? I don't know. I'm going to probably check for spells on anything I get from you from now on. And Mum? I really doubt Sirius did anything to his clothes or books on purpose.

I'm happy to see Reynard is still happy and talkative as ever, of course I did help Narcissa pick her out so maybe I'm a bit deaf to it all. Still, it's a bird and she could make worse noise than simply chattering on. If you don't believe me, just think she could have gotten a pet peacock.
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Monday, September 1st, 1975

Subject:Oh, for...
Time:10:34 am.
Mood: rushed.
Over slept. I can't BELIEVE I...

SIRIUS!!! Wake up!

I don't have any time to...

Where are my shoes?

SIRIUS, I know you hear me knocking.

I still can't find my shoes.
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Thursday, August 28th, 1975

Time:10:15 am.
Mood: tired.
That was really actually kind of h bizarre last night, and I think I may be scarred for life. I knew muggles are very different from us, but I never knew how strange. Are all sinamuh like that? Wait, people can read this. I need to wake up.

At any rate, if I seem like a member of the walking dead today, it's Sirius' fault. We did't get hoI couldn't even go to sleep until three.
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Saturday, August 9th, 1975

Time:12:30 pm.
Mood: good.
I've only now woken up, which Mum isn't too happy about. It could have been so much worse. But it's my birthday, so I think I should be able to miss lunch if I choose to.

Sirius, I still hope you come downstairs at some point, even if you have already given me your present. I know you don't want to, but it is only one week before you go.

I have to go get ready before Mum or Father check on me again, then see if I can find something to snack on before everyone arrives. Merlin, I hope no one will be able to tell.
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Tuesday, August 5th, 1975

Time:11:20 am.
Mood: cynical.
Have you ever had one of those moments where you just stop, look around, and wonder if you're the only sane person left in the world? That's how I've been feeling each time I've been on the inker-web lately.

I still don't think it's completely necessary for Mum and Father to send Sirius off to Bulgaria, because I do't think he'll be any different there than he is here. But Mum keeps telling me it's not my decision and seems to be getting more irritated each time I bring it up.

Two of my cousins want to kill an innocent parrot, and I fear for her safety when Andromeda gets back home.

Sirius' mood keeps dropping to new lows and then lifts up so quickly that it's hard to keep up with how he's feeling. I also don't know what he's going on about with bloody Lupin, but I wish he'd just stop it and I don't think I want to know.

I'm not even going to start about Potter. I thought I had an idea, but either I was wrong or he doesn't know the meaning of the word overkill.

And then there was the dog wearing the dress.

I think I'm just going to stay in my room until everyone comes to their senses.
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Monday, July 28th, 1975

Time:3:23 pm.
Mood: running on three hours sleep.
I wasn't able to get any sleep last night, after everything that went on. First, Mother started screaming at Sirius for the things he said to Bellatrix. Then, for reasons I still don't understand, my brother decides it would be a grand idea to put a HOLE in his wall and jump out. (Sirius, WHAT were you thinking? And how did you manage to not break every bone in your body when you landed?) Of course, this led to both Mother and Father yelling, and I don't think they've even paused since the blast. I don't want to think about what will happen when he gets back.

Bellatrix and Narcissa, I'll be leaving shortly. I'd rather be with you than here when it happens.
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Sunday, July 27th, 1975

Time:6:58 pm.
I'm not really sure what the point of writing here is, yet. After all, these scrolls have only started being made for public use, right? So what's the chance anyone would really be reading here, anyway? The only people I know have them are Mother, Father, and Sirius, and I live with them. It's rather pointless for us to all be in separate parts of the house writing on this when we could just go find each other.

Anyway, Sirius has discovered (meaning made up) a new word and he's driving the rest of us absolutely crazy with it. Have you ever tried talking to anyone that just repeated the same word at least ten times with eleven different meanings? Then you know what I've been going through since we got off the train last month.
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