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Potter, Black, I'm just going to presume this is your fault. One or both of you.
2008. What the bloody fuck is going on?
2008. What the bloody fuck is going on?
August 31st, 2008
August 19th, 2008
I think in a fit of temper everything that could break in my partment besides my moniter did. I felt my temper break and everything started rattling and shattering. I bought all seven of the blasted books and I have never been so angry in my entire life. It is placed and targeted at some things but most of it is just undirectional anger just at all of it.
July 31st, 2008
Things certainly are unique here. Living as I am isn't strange for me for the most part, it was how I grew up. It is just the subtle differences that remind me that I am ridiculously far from home.
I have been spending a great amount of time with my grandson. Albus is a precious young man if not disconcerting. He looks so much like James it is rather freakish at times. The only difference is those eyes. It is nice to know I left a legacy even if James gets to have little Potter clones every generation. Thankfully, Alby carries himself far differently than James does.
That young man he lives with is a peach as well. I thankfully have never met his grandparents but I know of the Malfoys by name. Scorpius seems like a very nice young man that many don't give a chance. It rather reminds me of Severus. I feel rather bad for the two of them. They are very much Romeo and Juliet like. I saw the reception the family gave poor Scorpius and I can only imagine how Scorpius' family reacts to Albus. I would hope that everyone would accept them after realizing how utterly smattered they are with each other. They do seem to make each other so happy. I think I might just have to box ears should anyone give them a hard time.
Oh! I garnered myself a job at a local used book shop. I have always loved the smell of old books. It is rather mesmerizing. I just couldn't take not having anything to do besides work on that potion with Albus.
I have been spending a great amount of time with my grandson. Albus is a precious young man if not disconcerting. He looks so much like James it is rather freakish at times. The only difference is those eyes. It is nice to know I left a legacy even if James gets to have little Potter clones every generation. Thankfully, Alby carries himself far differently than James does.
That young man he lives with is a peach as well. I thankfully have never met his grandparents but I know of the Malfoys by name. Scorpius seems like a very nice young man that many don't give a chance. It rather reminds me of Severus. I feel rather bad for the two of them. They are very much Romeo and Juliet like. I saw the reception the family gave poor Scorpius and I can only imagine how Scorpius' family reacts to Albus. I would hope that everyone would accept them after realizing how utterly smattered they are with each other. They do seem to make each other so happy. I think I might just have to box ears should anyone give them a hard time.
Oh! I garnered myself a job at a local used book shop. I have always loved the smell of old books. It is rather mesmerizing. I just couldn't take not having anything to do besides work on that potion with Albus.
July 7th, 2008
[Private to Marauders and the next generation kids]
We have a problem. You-know-who is here and from what I have learned from speaking with him he is from well past...well...well past when James and I meet our sticky end. He passed himself off to me as someone named Tom Jones. He really could have picked a better name.
We have a problem. You-know-who is here and from what I have learned from speaking with him he is from well past...well...well past when James and I meet our sticky end. He passed himself off to me as someone named Tom Jones. He really could have picked a better name.
July 1st, 2008
So..I marry James and we have a son and then we die tragically. It almost feels like this is a chance to do something different. We were right on the verge of finishing our NEWTs and graduating. I have to wonder how old I was when it all came screeching to a hault.
We all have such a grim future. This isn't our world and we have no idea how we can get back or if what sent us here will even let us.
You should marry me, James. I'm not going to wait forever and we have been dating for thirty years now.
We all have such a grim future. This isn't our world and we have no idea how we can get back or if what sent us here will even let us.
You should marry me, James. I'm not going to wait forever and we have been dating for thirty years now.
June 30th, 2008
By Lily L. Potter
My name is Lily Luna Potter, and I am the granddaughter of James Potter and Lily Evans. Yes, they got married. Who didn't see that coming? But that's not the point. You all seem to be in need of a history lesson. Or really, a future lesson for you guys.
James and Lily Potter were killed by Voldemort and my da became the Chosen One. Harry James Potter. The-Boy-Who-Lived. They were not, as the Ministry claimed, betrayed by Sirius Black. That is a load of idiocy. Look at my brother. His name is James SIRIUS Potter. My da my be a complete prat, but he would not name his son after the guy who killed his parents. Besides, the Ministry said it. When the hell have they ever been right about ANYTHING other than quidditch scores...and even then they fuck up sometimes. So Sirius was wrongly imprisioned for thirteen years. Then he got pardonned a while ago. But he was dead by then because Bellatrix Lestrange is a flaming hellbitch. Sorry, Sirius. It kind of sucks.
Speaking of Bellatrix. Yes, she married Rodolphus Lestrange. Birds of a crazy flock together and what not. Since she's an evil whore, she killed Sirius. She also tried to kill my mum, but my grandmum, the living one mind you, killed her. I hear it was fucking awesome. As for Narcissa, yes, you did marry Lucius Malfoy. Get the hell over it. You're both...very pretty...in an albino sort of way...if not that bright. And you had an equally pretty albino child who was equally prattish, named Draco. And he in turn had a son. Who shags my brother. It's awkward since Draco and my dad hate each other. But Albus Severus is a Slytherin, so he's a bit weird anyway.
Speaking of that, Grandpa James, shut up about him being named Severus. Severus Snape was apparently a prat with a giant nose, but he was one of the good guys. A really bastardly good guy. He was a spy for the Order and he died because Voldemort killed him and it was really bloody awful and he did a lot of good things, so stop complaining about my brother being named after him. I mean...yes, he killed Dumbledore, but Dumbledore told him to! He had to do it. I don't remember why, but he had to.
Also, Auntie Dora, Uncle Remus...oh, yeah, you guys were married. I never met either of you. I wasn't born until...oh blimey, this year...oh time travel. Anyway. You were married in a shotgun wedding sans shotguns, when Auntie Dora got up the duff. You guys got together after Dumbledore died...which was about a year or so after Sirius died to put things in timeline form. Remus was really weird about it. Always said he wasn't right for you, because he was so much older and such...but you sort of jumped him and he finally gave up, Dora. It was impressive. But you guys died in the final battle. It was really sad. Bellabitch killed Tonks and Dolohov killed Remus. Majorly sucky. You guys had a son, Teddy, who is fucking my cousin, Victoire. Auntie Dromeda raised him but he's kinda like an extra brother to me. I have a lot of cousins, because grandmum and grandda Weasley shagged like rabbits.
So, onto them. Rose and Hugo are Auntie Mione and Uncle Ron's kids. Rose is cool, and Hugo is a bit of a prat. He got his name because Mione wanted to name him Victor, after Victor Hugo, and Ron thought she meant her ex-boyfriend Viktor...it was awkward. Then there's Bill and Fleur's kids, the aforementioned Victoire, Dominique and Louis. Aunt Fleur is french, and part-Veela. And Uncle Bill has wolfish tendencies because Fenrir Greyback slashed his face up. Fleur says the scars make him look sexy. I say that's too much information from my aunt. Oh! Fenrir! He's a creepy bastard. He likes to take young boys and bite them. Take from that what you will. Uncle George married Uncle Fred's ex-girlfriend Angelina, because Fred died in the war...it was fucking awful, and they have Fred and Roxanne. And Uncle Percy and Auntie Audrey have Molly and Lucy. They're sweet but kind of quiet. And then there's me and Jamie and Albie. Oh! Charlie never married. We can't decide if he's gay or just really likes dragons.
So, that's your brief history/future lesson. If I think of more, you'll get more later. For now, just get the fuck over it. As for me, my boyfriend is actually coming off smarter than you lot right now. So I'm going to go shag him.
June 13th, 2008
June 14th, 2008
February 10th, 2008
January 1st, 2008
Oh bloody hell.
I didn’t mean to magic myself back to America.
Bloody, bollocking... hell.
I didn’t mean to magic myself back to America.
Bloody, bollocking... hell.