DISORDER JOURNALS

I always wanted to be just like my father when I was young. So much that my biggest dream was to play for Puddlemere like he did. He was more than just my da. I know a lot of people say that and it probably sounds cliche, but it's true. He was my best friend. He was the one I turned to when I didn't know if it would help or hurt my career to be out, and he was the first person who told me to just be myself, no matter what, and that I could make a difference that way. He got to see me fulfill one of my dreams, but there's so much else he won't be here for. He won't see his youngest daughter sit her NEWTs or see either of his daughters grow up and settle into whatever futures they want for themselves. He never got to see me get married, and I remember being so sure that we'd get to do that again when this was all over and he could be there. I should have kept q The Death Eaters took that from us. Almost a week ago now. He would have been really glad to know it was all over now.

Anyway. In the chaos of everything that's happened in the last week, I realised I never talked about this and that I should have said something before. My mother and I are still making arrangements for a service, but as soon as we know, I'll share that, for anyone who wants to know.

I hear the Welsh Greens have been sighted returning early this year! 🐉

[FRIENDS/FAMILY/FORMER AURORS]

In case you haven't heard yet, Nora and I are back. Hello! Please give us your updates! We've missed you all!

I have a few of my own:

The Animagus Registry had only 7 registered members last century; for the 21st, I've officially made that 8. [A link to the registry website, with Rhys' name and details now added to the list] Hopefully, that puts any further rumours about my being an Inferi to rest.

I've accepted a position with the Society for the Prevention of Injustice to Faultless Folk (SPIFF) investigating cases and gathering evidence relating to the unjust arrest/detainment/dismissal/what-have-you of Muggleborn citizens and others in order to build court cases, as well as helping them obtain employment, resources, rehabilitation, et al. One of our former guests* was kind enough to put in a recommendation. Please let me know if you know of anyone who could benefit from these pro-bono services.

*For those of you who didn't know, Nora and I had been using the B&B as a sanctuary for people who had nowhere else to go, so please forgive any boring history lessons I may have posted in order to fend off purist scrutiny. I'm happy to report that everyone is well (as they can be, anyway) and heading back to their regular lives. Now that I'm free to say so: FUCK PURISM, FUCK DISCRIMINATION, FUCK BIGOTED FUCKERY, thank you very much. It's a relief to be able to speak freely.

I think that's it for the big reveals. I told you all that I got top marks in Concealment and Disguise.

Pea and Carrot have already gotten rained on and melted into fuzzy puddles. Welcome back, I suppose.

Nora and I are e

Albi, now a free elf, sends his regards: [a photo of their former house elf looking happy on a beach in a tiny Hawaiian shirt]

Nora probably also has some things to add, but I'll leave those for her to tell.

Lots of love!

Where's my dog

HA.

[Friends & Family]

HE'S UP.

Or he was up! For a bit! He woke up enough to pretend to have amnesia for a minute, the wanker, but he was awake and I told him most of us were okay and that we bloody won, and he's definitely really loaded on pain potions so he fell asleep after not too long, but he woke up and probably will again soon. Healers still have their limited visitor rule probably because they know we'd all like to drag Montague off into the woods and leave him there to be eaten by insects but ALAS. Good news good news, now we just need Lee to follow suit and things will actually be better.

[Order]

Fred woke up for a bit! Thank Merlin. Thanks to everyone who's checked in or stopped by.