Rewrite Journal Community

( OWL TO SIRIUS AND EMMELINE BLACK )

( GIFTS FOR THE IS )

( OWL TO BELLATRIX LESTRANGE )

Happy Christmas to me, I've been discharged from hospital.

Hello Harry. And others.

I'd like to help. And it would seem that what I was previously doing wasn't enough. Or isn't enough. If there's anything I can do to assist you, I'm up for it.

With the holidays right around the corner things aren't really feeling very festive. You'd think the Death Eaters could take a break for Christmas or something.

[Draco]

I told Rose not to babysit you. I hope that helps.

[Susan]

I need to get away from the shop. Retail life isn't for me. Let's go hunting.

Are the holidays over yet?

[Alec]

We are really going to need to do something because the next time I am ordered to show up at one of these stupid attacks I am pretty sure I am going to die. I'm sure you don't fucking care I'm not a shit dueler. I am actively not engaging. Anything I do send towards someone is poorly aimed. Because I can't look completely obvious that I am not actively involved. I narrowly avoided capture

This was never the life I wanted but it was the life my father expected so here we are.

[Eris]

Sorry I could not help you and Hector the other day. I was in no shape. I couldn't go to St. Mungo's and had to instruct Brendan what to do.

I don't know if I can fight them anymore. I feel like I am just going to land back being tortured by him again for my apparent incompetence. I am exhausted it is probably that getting me this way.

[Brendan]

I don't like any of this. I don't feel in control of my own life.

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 )

(ooc: Contained in this owl are items of an adult nature - because Emmeline and Sirius really shouldn't be allowed to shop for gag gifts together - especially for strangers who really cannot know what is coming or what to expect. Their friends know better... but yes WARNING - NSFW IMAGERY - ADULT CONTENT INSIDE....)


( Note and Get Well Gifts for Sebastian Halpern )

This whole thing is why I want to live away from Wizarding society somewhere. Maybe a nice unplottable cottage. I don't remember the last time Death Eaters and Aurors clashed on an unplottable location.

| IS |
Who was injured?

We need to come up with a better plan. If we don't, we'll all be dead before someone can stop those Potter idiots from whatever they're doing.

| Terence |
I went for more potions for pain. We're obviously, as a house, going to need them.

How are you feeling?

Did you know you can get so bored that you start counting things in your room?

[Sebastian]

Hi. Thank you. How are you doing?

[Severus]

Now I am coherent. I wanted to ask how you are? Did you get hurt during all that?

[Alastair]

I just wanted to check in on you.

WARDED TO DRACO MALFOY:

What are you doing?

I get that the Death Eaters were sending a message, but using both Fiendfyre and severing charms is going overboard, wouldn't you think? Oh wait... guess that's the real issue, rationality and thinking must not be their strong suit...

Fear, pain, and suffering are their idea of tactics, but last I checked those things stopped working when the ones using them overstepped and made it so that the ones they were attempting to hold down were left with nothing else to lose. Animals fight harder when backed into corners, and in a way we're all just animals when it comes down to it, right?

And yeah, I get that my sentiments might be putting a target on my back, but I'm certain one was there anyway even if I didn't see it.

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.

Bones, I’ve got a joke for you.

What does a

wait I forgot it hold on

{Heavily Warded to "Draco Malfoy".}

I am giving you one opportunity, it would be unwise to waste it. Who are you?