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Are you free this weekend?

-- James

Please don't shoot the messenger on this one, but...

We all know how Lily is, and how we needed to keep an extra eye out, and I think... I think she's been talking to him. She knows better than to say anything specific, but... she was arguing recently about... I don't even remember. Something about extenuating circumstances and maybe he wouldn't turn out the same way as he had before and... I don't know. There was something about the way she was acting that made me think...

It's probably nothing, and I could be all wrong and she's being a good little girl and staying away from bad things, but I figured that in the unlikely chance that she's up to her usual tricks I should... pass the world along. Maybe one of you could get more out of her? Figure out what she's on about and why she has this need to get herself into trouble?

So ...

... Dad's got the map back. Pretty sure mum was behind it. 'parently they officially announced Tom's coming to school for certain, this weekend, I guess.

Also viewable in the journal Sterling got for Fenrir

Holy shit you guys.

You'll never guess who's back now. I thought it was impossible. Dad said it was impossible. But he's back. Tom Riddle. The bloke who grows up to be Voldemort.

Albus Severus Potter, if you don't enter the tournament (and win, of course) I will find a way to make mum and dad disown you.

Guess who Gryffindor's new seeker is?

Go ahead.

Guess.

Finally heard back about a job. I'll be working a little out of the way book store, Crescent Books. The gentleman who owns it seems very nice and I imagine we'll get on all right. So that's at least one obstacle out of the way. I start next week.

I went shopping with Cas. Bought some more clothes for every day stuff and a couple of outfits for this weekend. One of them is ... well, indecent, really, but I thought I looked good in it. It doesn't matter, not really. We'll go, we'll have a couple of drinks, we'll dance. I'm not planning on any ... well, dating type activities. I just don't have it in me yet to court or be courted. Not by a stranger, anyway.

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Which brings me to my dream. I'm not completely sure what sparked it, but it was ... nice. Impossible, but nice. I knew it was going to be difficult, living with him. I just didn't expect the feelings to come back like this. I'd hoped they wouldn't come back at all. I will inevitably make some sort of off remark and make things horrifically awkward between us because he'll guess that I'm not being completely silly when ... if I were to say things like ...

Well, it doesn't matter. He's a grown man, and my friend. I'm sure he'll let me down gently if I do something foolish.

I just hope I don't make any inappropriate noises when I dream about him. Or call out his name. That would be embarrassing. To be all aroused and flushed and him rushing in to see if I was having a nightmare or something.
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Tristan streaked on the train. He was wearing a mask, and trainers, and that was it.

I think I'm scarred for life.

Wonder how many detentions he'll get for it.

What's going on back home? Dad sent an owl saying I shouldn't linger too long in Ireland after the match, but wouldn't say why. Mentioned I wouldn't believe him if he wrote it.

I have three guesses:

1. I have been elected King of all Wizarding kind and must return home quickly to take up my throne. Of course, I certainly would believe this so I don't really think it's the case.

2. Al got himself a girlfriend and needs my expertise and sage advice to keep her.

3. Dad tried to cook dinner and burned down the house.

Let me know which one is right!