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It's my son's first Christmas. He's not even five months old and won't remember ANY of it, but that's not stopping me from going out and purchasing a new camera to take lots of photos. Neither of my parents were very fond of the practice, but I find myself wishing I had more photographs to remember them by. I guess it's never too early to start.

( Owl to the Marauders, Friends, and Family )

So apparently as I am a single (and ready to mingle) bachelor that means that I drew the short straw when it came to being on duty Christmas Day.

Molls, even invoking your sprogs didn't seem to sway them. I'll be around for Boxing Day and will make sure Father Christmas is well-stocked for the morning.

WARDED AGAINST CURRENTLY KNOWN DEATH EATERS, PEOPLE WHO DON'T LIKE TED TONKS, ETC literally open to anyone else

Nymphadora has taken it upon herself to make holiday cards, because mine were, in her words, "boring". She has begun mass-producing them, and most are unfit for our muggle neighbors, as she finally began using the paint set that she got from Father Christmas last holiday and there's some magic in those. But there are more cards than we have friends at this point.

In short: who would like a holiday card from a seven-year-old? Warning: may contain glitter. She's made enough I can send multiples, if you need some cards for your own friends and family, also. Low expectations, please.

SIRIUS BLACK, AMELIA BONES, FRANK & ALICE LONGBOTTOM, anyone else who may be reasonably close with the tonkses

Yours are already prepared and ready to owl before Christmas Eve, alongside my "boring" cards and some baking I've done. I think my biscuits are coming out decent this year.

It’s been a week since John Lennon was shot. It just doesn’t feel like Christmas at all.

WARDED TO DUMBLEDORE’S ARMY:

So. Sirius Black getting married. How do we think this might affect things?

With all that has been going on, March seems so far away yet also just a blink of an eye. This is my first Christmas without my parents, but also my son's first. So mixed emotions. I should be celebrating, but it feels a little difficult when there won't be any mince pies from my mother and no one to delight more at the terrible jokes from the crackers.

But what about all the memories I will make with my son? I have that to look forward to.

So let's all raise a glass to those we lost this year and swear that they will live on in our memories and hearts. Because we cannot keep looking back to the past, but to the future. One that is better and brighter for future generations.

So it has been brought my attention that we haven't made a formal public announcement.

(If you all hear the howler from my mother today in my complex - I am SO sorry.)

Anyway, in this time of absolute chaos - when you find your person - you just KNOW and so we just went ahead and decided no time like the present - or the past now I guess? I don't know...and my person is sitting here laughing at me.

Or rather my husband is laughing at me. Yes, I am announcing that I have married Sirius Black. So I am now - Emmeline Black. Wow, I haven't written that out before like this. We eloped to an inn on the Irish coast and just... It was absolutely perfect.

We will be having a party at some point (so everyone heal up and stay safe because PARTY) and I am just absolutely ecstatic.

I am attaching pictures that were taken by our amazing inn keeper and the minister's wife.


(ooc: the following bit is an abbreviated wedding album. SO it is image heavy.)

( The Elopement of Sirius and Emmeline Black )

Mandatory first aid refresher cert test seems both well- and inconveniently-timed. May just have to hope that I remember it all, since there are approximately -7 hours left in the day for handbook revision. Maybe I'll stick the relevant pages onto the bathroom wall.

[The Order]
Still trying to digest this whole thing. It all feels very... ghosts of Christmas future. While I can absolutely see the possibilities of such a significant advantage, I might also start having nightmares about a paradox that collapses the world into a black hole, or something.

[Benjy]
I meant to check in with you the other night but the whole time-travel discussion rather distracted me. How're you doing? Talk about a shit time. Anything I can do?

[Moody]
They gave me half your cases. I'm loathe to ask you to explain your filing system, but it's not easy to act mournful about my poor fallen comrade here while under a pile of unfinished arrest reports.

8:00pm tonight, Diagon flat. Don't be late.

[Marauders Only]

PS: I invited Big Harry.

[JAMES]

James, where are you????

[...]

Mary is dead.

[MARAUDERS & SOs]

Has anyone seen James???

( Marauders & SOs )

( Peter and Marlene )

( Harry )

( Edgar Bones )

( Bugs )

What
[WARDED TO MARAUDERS]

What happened? Are you all okay?

[WARDED SOME TIME LATER TO CATHERINE BONES]

I’m sorry to disturb you, I know you must be busy. But I have a problem and I'm hoping that maybe you can help.

The Healers here at St. Mungo’s won’t clear me to leave. It’s been a difficult week for them, I understand, and they’re very busy too and it’s probably a liability releasing patients when they haven't recovered yet so I'm sure they have their reasons but I can’t stay here. I need to get home.

They said a Healer could sign me out.

[Private: Order]

A Healer said they almost killed the Minister last night. They still don't know if she's going to make it.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm ready to get my hands dirty to get them off the streets.

ooc note: this is very late that basically very early Saturday morning. also the writing is very shaky.

What's happened? Why is my father not here? Why does it hurt? Alastair?

[Written/sent as soon as the WWN broadcast occurs]

( Marauders and SOs )

( Harry )

( Patronus to Bones )

[Padfoot]
I spoke to him. Harry. At least over the journals. Impressions?


[DA Members - Excluding Harry Potter]
Right. So you lot. I don't know who you actually are, but you must know Harry well enough. to travel back in time Godric knows my mates know more about me than my parents ever did. Or even more than I knew myself.

Tell me about him?


[Edgar Bones]
I spoke with Dudley Porter. Also known as Harry Potter. He has a death wish.

[cate]

You're going into hiding. Now. Pack a bag for you and each of the kids.

[bones siblings]

The Lestranges are after me and they're being... a lot. Very morbid. Be safe. Look out for the people you care about. Make them go into hiding. They're coming with a vengeance.

[order]

The Lestranges are going to make a move soon. We need to be ready for them. If I can goad them into giving me information I will, but I can't guarantee they'll tell me anything.

[harry + susan]

If we're going to get a hold of that sword we should start now. What can we do?

[Order]
Is anyone else getting tired of these tight-arsed purists complaining about being held accountable for their actions? Or is it just me?