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Mes amis, I am living at Hogwarts now. Thought you all should know. Do plan to forward any owls to me there, or as always you may contact me through the pages of your journal.
Avec l'amour,
Fleur
( Privé à Charlotte )
How Is everyone safe? I heard about Seamus.. and the Dark Mark in Diagon... Bill and I are safe here at the cottage. Please leave some word. I'm going mental with worry, and I don't think I can handle that again.
[Private to Remus]
Remus, are you safe? You and the rest of the pack? June?
Bill is worried that this will come down hard for the pack, and now I fear the same. Please let me know you are alright.
{/private]
For the life of me I cannot understand why the ministry has assigned a male auror to me, and a young male auror at that. I am on the registry as a half-blooded veela. Why would they think poor Broderick Nevin would stand a chance at actually protecting me.
The fool has attached himself to my side like an overeager puppy. I find myself tripping over him every other step; if he drools on the carpet I will stun him and shove him into a closet. Why, this morning in his desire to help me with the laundry he managed to knock over the bottle of detergent, the contents of which emptied onto the floor.
I need no help destroying my home. I am quite adept at ruining the laundry, breakfast, lunch, dinner, and for that matter the only thing I've been able to make in the kitchen is a mess, and several small fires. I've even managed a minor flood due to an accident with the kitchen sink.
This is the English idea of protecting me from one Fenrir Greyback. My home has turned into Beauxbatons, I am 16 again, but instead of a myriad of overeager beaus fighting over carrying my books, it is one. One rather annoying Brit. Who is more concerned with assuring I stay off my feet and am relaxing comfortably, than ensuring my home's safety.
I must say I feel rather safe knowing there is an auror stationed in my home.
Merci, Rudiger Shingleton.
( Private to Bill )
( Private to Remus )
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