guy dobbs: stirring up shit, 1951 - 1980 (reporter_guy) wrote in find_horcruxes, @ 2010-01-10 21:53:00 |
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Hope, If you're reading this, then either you decided to try to clean my flat and found this in my desk, so you decided to read this because you saw your name on the envelope, or I'm dead and this was passed along to you by whoever found it. If it's the first, stop reading and put the letter back right now. If it's the second, I'm sorry. I probably didn't mean to up and die on you. I hope that I at least didn't go out in an absolutely bloody stupid way. You know, falling asleep while smoking or something idiotic like that. I'm sitting here and writing this now only two days after the Masquerade Ball. Who knows, maybe Bagnold will make a difference in this fucking war and whip that Ministry of yours into shape to catch those fuckers. If she doesn't, I'm sure you'll get your Aurors whipped into shape, at least. Don't let them work you to death, Hope. Don't be like me and Edward: take some time out for yourself and don't let your job just completely consume you. Go for a walk and smell the flowers or something like that. Merlin knows I'll never get married and settle down, especially if you're reading this letter. I'm not really putting my money on Edward to, either, so it's up to you to give mum those grandkids she wants. I know, kids are messy, you'll be forever cleaning up after them and you'll have even less time for yourself, but you'll be a brilliant mum someday. However I died, don't mourn me too much. You're allowed to miss me forever, but you have to move on. Name one of those kids after me, if you want, but try not to let your kids all become workaholics like us. I love you, sis. Take care of yourself. - Guy |