PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

I know Lavender went on and warned the lot of you before, but I think it'd be smart to go on and say it one more time and then some in case someone didn't get the message: there's a raving lunatic on the loose that goes by the name of...well, she already went and told you, didn't she? I'm not about to repeat it. Anyway, You-Know-Who isn't someone you want to cross paths with. He's a mass murdering nutter who can kill you with an easy flick of his wand. Plus he's capable of controlling people, torturing them, and basically doing whatever the bloody hell he wants without even breaking a sweat. He's a real nightmare, he is, so I suggest that you all stay away if you know what's good for you.

Also: if anyone happens to run into a bloke with dark hair, a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, and a pair of rounded glasses, let him know that Ron Weasley is looking for him. Oh! Or a girl with lots of hair. Messy, messy, messy hair. And she's got this look about her when you first see her that instantly annoys you and then makes you want to just grab hold of her and snog her senseless. And she's prolly got her nose buried in a book too. Anyway, if you see her tell her I'm also trying to find her. They can help. Especially with this bloke we're dealing with now.

So, does anyone else think we should start setting up some sort of flood prevention? Sandbags, barriers, possibly start fashioning rafts? We really shouldn't just cross our fingers and hope for the best.

Right. So it's raining non-stop now, is it? What did you gits do to the Goddess to make her this mad?

This place is really starting to get depressing. And every time I try to leave I can't. It's like a curse gone all wrong and I just want to find a bloody Portkey or a fireplace attached to the Floo network so I can leave already. I'd even fly all the way back to London if I could get a proper broom on my hands. How am I supposed to help destroy horcruxes from here? How am I supposed to prove to Harry and Hermione that I didn't run off and leave them alone again? Some Gryffindor I was then. They could've gotten killed and I'd have been off hiding away at Bill's the entire time like the pansy that I am. They probably think that I'm doing it again. And Hermione, how am I going to right myself with her again if I can't go back and prove that I'm better than stupid Krum and what if they're all dead and I can't possibly find out because the only people here that are attached to the wizarding world are either Death Eaters, from some other kind of magic, or Lavender, and not one of them would be able to get me an issue of the Daily Prophet where I might be able to find out of Harry or Mum or Dad or Ginny or Fre


The food here is rubbish. All grease and no taste. Just like everything else.

This might or might not be an odd question...but does anyone here know how to lift curses or reverse spells? It's really important.

After failing at my attempts to find an efficient magick shop, I have decided to set one up myself. I have sources for items and everything that is essential to magick making and circles and after some careful work I will have it all ready and open for business. If anyone needs a job, let me know. I don't currently have a lot of money but once everything's working out on the profit side of things - you'll get a lovely pay check.

I want to set up a Coven. Even if you're not magick inclined, we would love to see you at one of the Circles.

You lot sure do whine about this prolonged eclipse often.

I know this might just be a bit of a long shot, but does anybody know of any good, reliable magick shops around the area? Preferably one where the people know what they're talking about, what they're selling and.. it'd be a huge bonus if they were witches. Actual witches. Not a bunch of new-age men with a dozen marijuana plants growing in a tiny greenhouse out the back of their shop. Not that the marijuana would still be alive, but whatever.

Magick?

Okay, just a word to the wise for all you wannabe baddies out there. If you mess with one of mine, you're going to regret it. And yes, I know all the good guys say that, but the thing is, I actually mean it. Hurt one of mine, I will not rest until I've hunted you down and made you pay for it.

Darla, that puts you smack at the top of my list right now. So do yourself a favor you washed up has-been, and back off. You've already gone to dust twice. Something tells me the third time is all the strikes you're going to get.

Oh, and for the non-baddies out there with no fighting ability whatsoever?

STAY INSIDE UNLESS YOU WANT TO DIE.

Really. Can't put it much simpler than that.

This no sun thing has gotten really old really fast. It's not even exciting like the eclipse back home. At least back there there was something interesting going on.

Where are all the cute boys?

I'm kinda glad there's not a sun right now.  It'd hurt the fuck out of my eyes if there was.  And my fuckin head hurts enough as it is.

Jesus this is why I don't drink tequila.  Fuckin hangovers.

Fuck me.

If anyone from the Witches Council knows anything about this. Why I'm here.. Let me know, please? I need to get back to Widow's Vale where I was. Cal He needs to be stopped. Morgan She's in danger.