queen susan. (suzze) wrote in caged, @ 1997-08-31 02:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! 97-08, [ owl ], susan bones |
31 August 1997 Tomorrow is September 1st. Dad’s stopped talking about going off to find you, finally. Does he really not know where you are? I still wish you had stayed, but, as Frances says, I’m being daft. She moved in with Gran and Gramps, so now dad’s going to be extra lonely, I hope you know. We were worried about them, though, with you being a wanted criminal and all. Gramps is talking about getting his knee replaced, whatever that means, but he’s going to take Fran fishing first. Or something, I don’t really know. She looked real thrilled with that prospect, but I think she’s happy to be with them. They’ve given her that room with the window seat that she’s always going on about, so they’ll be lucky if she ever moves out, especially since I expect they’ll feed her well too. I don’t know if you’ve seen the papers, but they’ve named Professor Snape as headmaster. Everyone knows he killed Dumbledore, but I wish I could say this turn of events surprises me. It doesn’t, really. There are a bunch of homeless Muggleborns in Diagon. Hannah got arrested for feeding them. It was pretty daft of her, I think, but dad says it was real brave. Maybe there’s not much difference between being daft and brave. I don’t know. Anyway, dad’s yelling at me to turn out the light, so I’d better go. Love you. |