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| 08:51pm 17/07/1979 | ||||
While he was cooking I set up some candles on the table and made it rather nice. Yes, I am trying to kill myself. Werewolf stamina is not just a myth! Professor, if these sorts of things disturb you...um.... Close your eyes? I don't know what to tell you. As Remus said, young men get like that... As a teacher of a good many of them, I suspect you were already aware of that. Rem, I want to go away on a trip. I don't care where. Just somewhere far, far away from all of this shit. Tonks, I am very much looking forward to seeing you Saturday. And the sleep over, whenever that will be. We'll have a fabulous time! Now, if you'll all excuse me...I have a boyfriend to go shag senseless. |
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horny| So Much for Blitzed | ||||
| 01:35am 17/07/1979 | ||||
Finally we just looked at each other, realized this attempt at levity was getting us nowhere, and decided to go home and cuddle our respective loved ones. Lily, James really needs that vacation this weekend. Make sure he gets it. Work was almost as bad today. Kept getting owls about the press conference. Like I really had the patience to deal with them! For my lunch break, I wasn't all that hungry so I just Apparated myself to the art museum and walked around getting lost in the paintings and the ambiance of the building. That helped. However, as it was a last second decision to go I didn't get to invite Moony or Prongs, but that was kind of nice, having the time alone. Solitude can be very calming from time to time. Moony, we need a vacation too, soon. Not this weekend, as Moody doesn't want both Prongs and I out of range at the same time, and we promised to visit with Tonks, but soon. Very soon. Or I'm afraid I'm going to go completely nutters. |
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worried| Cor | ||||
| 09:51pm 15/07/1979 | ||||
Prongs mentioned the body that was found. Well, that generated a lot of shit for the rest of us to deal with. Not only was there a briefing that...well.... didn't reassure, but there was mass paperwork and the public to deal with. And guess who got to do the public announcements on it. That's right. Sirius "handsome and charming" Black. Never have I hated being forced into the spotlight more. All these questions thrown at me, and I have no way to answer without starting a panic. Course, one had already started, and I didn't know if telling only the bare facts would make it better or worse. Now I can understand how those in this situation never know what to say, and how hard it is to know what to tell people. I think that's why speakers just say what they're told to say. Anything else is too complicated. I had to stay late of course. Very late. I just got home to find Remus dozing on the couch. I put a blanket over him, then came in here to my room to shake. I'm so mixed up right now I don't know anything. Are we all going to die? Sometimes it certainly seems so. This being one of those times. Scared? Yes and no. Not for myself, certainly. But I'm like Prongs, worried about my loved ones. Selfish though it is, sometimes I really wish this was happening at some other point in time and it wasn't my job to deal with it. I think I hear Moony stirring, so I'll log off and go cuddle with him for a while. If that doesn't help me feel better, nothing will. |
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pensive| Exhausted! | ||||
| 01:25am 15/07/1979 | ||||
Remus is sleeping in the other room. In my room, to be exact. Draw from that what you want, and you'll probably be right. What an amazing night! At one point I just looked at him and was utterly amazed at how much I love him. I never thought I could care for anyone like this. It's really amazing. Yes, Lily, James...I understand. Utterly. Remus is so beautiful, and so amazing and he doesn't even realize it. Now I'm just too euphoric to sleep. I held him for a long time after he dozed off, but you all know me. I can only hold still for so long. I just had to get up and move, and I certainly didn't want to disturb him. I'm feeling so amazing right now. There is a difference between sex and making love, and anyone who thinks otherwise is daft. Muggles and their television. So interesting to watch what it is they think is of importance. Now, the wizarding world doesn't know any more about mummies than Muggles do. But some programs...well. Especially the ones focusing on science. A bit obtuse, aren't they? Well, I'm getting cold and lonely, so I think I'll curl back up with Moony now and whisper how much I love him into his ear until I doze off. What a life I'm living...hard to believe it could all fall apart so easily at any moment. |
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thoughtful| Tonight Tonight! | ||||
| 06:38pm 14/07/1979 | ||||
Thirty miles and then some, Moony. It's no wonder you were worn out. I get to work and find my desk completely covered in stacks of paperwork. Slowly I start to dig through it and sometime after lunch I hear the office door click closed. I look up and there's Moony, leaning against the door and smiling at me. Apparently he got out of bed just fine, or grew impatient waiting to see me again. Can't say as I don't understand. Spent every thirty seconds glancing at the clock and wanting nothing more than to go home and kiss him again. In his arms he has flowers. No joking. He brought me flowers to work. Sweetest guy in the world, he really is. So, he snogged me senseless for a while, before I had to shoo him out so I could finish my work and go home. The flowers are currently in a vase I transfigured from an empty ink well and were the only thing that kept me sane for the rest of the evening. I'll certainly have to do something really sweet and romantic for him in repayment for this one! At one point I did check his journal. Now that was cruel. I'm stuck at work late and I read about what he wants to do to me tonight. Just cruel, but not his fault. I think Fate has it in for me. Finally I get to go home and he's cooked dinner. He's cleaning up right now. Insisted that I rest since I didn't get any sleep. Funny, now that I'm home and fully aware of what's coming next I am not all that tired anymore. Heh.... amazing what hormones can do to a bloke. Lily, I'm really sorry about your sister. I know it must be hard to deal with something like that. Hell, it was bloody hard for me to deal with my mother screaming about what a disgrace I was, and I've never had the ties to family that you have. I'm with you, and if there is anything at all I can do just ask. Professor, I have never seen this side of you. I rather like it. Such a shame you were our teacher and not our classmate. You might have made a great Marauder. Slytherins, stop reading my personal journal you gits. Prongs, we need to go drinking again soon. And yes you're sappy, but I can't really laugh at you anymore as I am currently plotting something sweet and dashing to do in order to sweet Remus off his feet. Tonks, I'll set you up for school next year. Promise. It'll be great. Remus....I love you. There's nothing more to say. |
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indescribable| Bloody Moon | ||||
| 05:59pm 13/07/1979 | ||||
Anyway, Prongs and I went to Quidditch (though neither of us were quite coherent enough to focus on the game and do anything but laugh at how horrid the Cannons are). The game wasn't very long, what with the Eagles completely pounding the cannons. From there we headed straight to where Moony was anxiously awaiting us. Poor thing was bloody pacing and staring at the sky. Looked very relieved to see us. Me especially. I think that little kiss this morning went over well. Just a feeling I have. Now I'm waiting for the moon to rise, and Moony is still pacing. But he does seem calmer now that we're here with him. I swear he almost sat in my lap a little bit ago. Tonks- We can discuss me taking you and Serenity shopping when I visit this weekend and am taking you out on my bike. Sound good to you? It's been a whole year since I've gone school shopping and I rather was afraid I would never get the chance again. We can look for a good pet for you too. Professor- Am I sufficiently un-oblivious now? |
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| 10:20am 13/07/1979 | ||||
Going to see Quidditch today with Prongs. Yes! The Canons suck, but at least it's fun to watch them suck that badly. Okay, now to address the thing all you gits are nagging me about. I'm not oblivious, or in that much denial. I know Moony fancies me, and yes, I fancy Moony. Are you all happy now? Will you all just leave me alone and stop making rude comments about it while pretending to be witty! Honestly, you people! Now, if you'll all excuse me. I'm going to surprise Moony with a little peck on the lips before I head out the door. Why? Because I feel like it, and I'll be gone by the time he manages to process what had just happened. I'm still a rotten bastard you know! Prongs, be right over! Woo-hoo! Quidditch! Just like when we were younger! |
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flirty| Good Puppy! | ||||
| 07:14pm 12/07/1979 | ||||
Then I get money and cookies for my troubles. I love being adopted into the Potter family. While I was trimming, I obviously took my shirt off. It is a bit warm. And some girl was taking a walk and comes up to me and starts giggling and flirting and batting her eyelashes. Most disturbing. I hate when women do that. It's so creepy. It took a while for me to shake her off. I even had to give her a fake telephone number. I mean, not like I could tell her the only way to contact me was with an owl! So she leaves and I'm just about done when she comes back with a load of her friends. Bloody teenage groupies. No use for them. But then I leave, and I get back to the flat to see it even cleaner than it had been before I left. Bless you Moony. And to top it off, he has a bath waiting for me because he knew I would be sweaty and disgusting, and then when I got out of the bath there was a little food out waiting. Moony! I didn't move you in to have a servant! But I do appreciate it. Now we're just waiting for Prongs to show up and off we go! Lily- It wasn't a date. And it's perfectly normal for two best friends to live together for money and company, thank you very much. Prongs- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Don't you even dare! Someday I may need -that-! |
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giddy| Woo-Hoo | ||||
| 01:44pm 12/07/1979 | ||||
We should have most of the basics finished and put away by time to leave for Prongs' tonight where we shall get utterly trashed. It's been a long while since we've just had a guys night out. (Tonks, don't try this, really. Your mother would blame me and I would die) Lily has been with us for so long now, and as much as I adore her... well, Prongs acts differently when she's around. He's not as vulgar. It's like he's been castrated. (Yeah, and you know it's true mate!) Another of Moony's boxes has arrived, so I'll be signing off now. See you tonight, Prongs! And Lily, I will return your fiance in one piece. Marauders honor. (isn't that an oxymoron?) |
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| 09:07pm 11/07/1979 | ||||
Anyway, from there I went by Peter's house and guess what all. I found him! It was clear he had been gone somewhere, and he looked rather surprised, yet pleased, to see me. I mentioned the wedding invitation and he looked mortified. You see, the git had gone to visit his grandmother who had taken suddenly ill. Moony, Prongs, you know how Pete is about his grandmum, so he rushed off and didn't take the time to mention to us that he was leaving. Crisis averted, problem solved, friend located. He's also perfectly willing to join us on Saturday for our booze-fest, Moony, Prongs. Moony, move in as soon as you can! Just having you around keeps me stable and happy. (no comments from the peanut gallery) I also have yahoo (though I'm not on often) as leynarue. And yes Malfoy, I am going global. Be afraid. Be very afraid. |
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silly| Newsflash | |||
| 12:30pm 11/07/1979 | |||
| Just so all of you know, you can now reach me on that Muggle AIM thing at InfamousPadfoot. If any of you want to have faster moving chats than the ones we can have here, that is! | |||
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| 11:27am 11/07/1979 | ||||
Yesterday was great, and no it wasn't a date. Look, I'm not as oblivious as most of you seem to think I am. I -do- get your cracks about me and Moony. Also, why are there women trying to set me up? I'm perfectly capable of setting myself up, or is my track record from school no longer valid? So now, I'm going to set a few things straight. Moony and I are just very good friends and he means the world to me. I am not interested in being set up with one of Lily's cousins, or any other person anyone can think of. Two sentences. I think that should be simple enough to understand. Now, Malfoy. Get a life of your own and stop reading about ours. Professor, methinks you need to lay off the drinking a little bit there. (like I'm one to talk) Moony, I'll say it again. I have a spare room. I'd really like it if you could move in with me. Prongs, this weekend will be smashing. (pun intended) |
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calm| Surprise | ||||
| 06:14pm 10/07/1979 | ||||
How I felt when I saw his welcoming smile, well... Moony has the sweetest smile in the universe, as far as I'm concerned. We've decided to go out for a nice dinner, and then come home to the wine later. He's writing a letter to Albus with his latest findings, and we're leaving as soon as he's done. I feel so peaceful right now, it's rather odd. While at work it occured to me that Prongs has two jobs: being an Auror, and marrying Lily Evans. Both are full time. Being an Auror makes a bloke a lot of money, but I think he'd say that marrying Lily is the more rewarding of the two jobs. Or at least that had better be his opinion. Methinks he'd be in rather deep trouble if he thought otherwise. Hmm. I've got an extra guest room in my flat here. I wonder what I should use it for... Prongs- am very much looking forward to this weekend. Just like old times, mate! Lily- I promise to return your future husband in one piece after this weekend. Moony- For when you read this later, thank you for tonight. I really needed a break, and I love your company. Snape and Malfoy- You two can't even keep your own stories straight. Honestly! One says you work together, the other denies even that. Riiiight. That's not bloody suspicious. Tonks- I'm sure you'll be fine. And if you can morph your appearance, that would be very useful in trouble making. Wish I could do it! Heh heh.... See you soon, cuz. Now Moony is ready to go, so I must be signing off. ~Sirius "I'm not in denial of my feelings, honestly!" Black |
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complacent| Wouldn't You Know... | ||||
| 08:08pm 09/07/1979 | ||||
Now, as my former roommates can attest, I get a bit...chatty when I'm incapable of falling asleep. (they tended to call it insufferably talkative but we can't always agree with them) However, as all sane individuals are happily sleeping by this ungodly hour, I have no one to chat with. Okay, it's not that late. Certainly not that late considering how late Prongs and I would stay up with a bottle of firewhiskey over the summer when I lived with him. But I'm bloody beat! I'm amazed I can see straight enough to type at all, let alone make sense. Or maybe I'm not making sense to anyone but myself. I don't know! I JUST WANT TO SLEEP! As I was saying, it's a bit late to contact anyone so I'll just chatter away here. Now what to chatter about? I'm not sure. Well, I suppose I'll reply to the comments I recieved in my last lovely entry. Snape: You bloody wanker, what the hell are you doing reading my journal? I think 'N.T.' is probably right. You used to stalk me around school. You probably do have a thing for me, you greasy git. That's probably the most revolting thing I have ever thought up. And if only idiots are reading this, then what's your excuse? By your own logic, you are an admitted moron, are you not? Or are you reading this and hoping you can get some inside information for your beloved Malfoy? Don't think I don't know you two are Death Eaters. You're at the top of my list, and he's a close second. I'll see you both in Azkaban if it's the last thing I do. Now bugger off. Tonks: Tell your mum I hope to be able to visit next week, but my schedule is so hectic right now I can't make any promises. However, I do have one day actually scheduled to work! Which means I get an hour off at around one. If you two want to come visit me at work, I'll gladly take you both out to lunch. Now, as for you going to school, of course you'll be in Gryffindor! You're one of the cool members of the family, remember? So no worries! Hell, I'll tell ya what else. You owl me as soon as you know what house you're in, and if you make Gryffindor I'll take you out to a show or something on my bike, just a special treat, okay? And as for my bike, I haven't forgotten my promise. I am just insanely busy! I'll swing by next chance I get and take you for a ride, okay? Serenity: Nice to meet you. If you're a friend of my cousin, you're a friend of mine. I'm glad you are heading off to Hogwarts next year. I think a certain 'catty' Professor of mine was worried about getting bored, what with me and Potter gone. With you and Tonks there, I doubt you'll be at a loss for fun things to do. I hope to hear from you again soon, and do keep me informed about how your school year is going. |
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tired| Honestly! | ||||
| 04:13pm 09/07/1979 | ||||
Now I'm sitting here in my office waiting. So much bloody paperwork before we can go catch them! They'll be long gone by the time we arrive! Obviously there are some flaws with the way this Ministry is being run. Oh yes, I can risk saying things like that cause I'm so bloody talented and important! I've even got my own office, and I'm still new here! Now, on to other things. Moony has started his own journal now, which is wonderful. I think you all should go and read it (and about how wonderful I am). The link is here: http://www.blurty.com/users/moonchild_remus/ Since Remus is one of the most wonderful blokes I've ever met, I think you should all go and tell him how wonderful and brilliant he is. Right? Got that? To address the comments I've gotten already. Moony: I agree, we need to get together soon. I'll owl you as soon as I post this and maybe we can get together and do some night sky watching later this week. I hear this full moon is supposed to be parcticularly clear. Prongs: I usually listen to you, mate. I just usually dismiss everything you say out of hand afterwards. However, I like to talk about myself so this seemed like a decent idea. Lily: Give him hell. And sure, the flowers are very important. Professor: Wasn't expecting to see you still around! While I certainly would -never- want to be rid of you, I did think you would be relieved to be rid of me! |
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aggravated| Hello, Hello! | ||||
| 12:43pm 09/07/1979 | ||||
Well, my best mate, James, has been nagging me to do this since we got out of school and haven't been able to keep in touch as much as we would like. Of course, I would like to take this opportunity to point out that he hasn't yet created one either. Too busy planning for his upcoming wedding with the lovely Lily Evans to bother with his old friend, I think. For those of you who don't know me (you know, all two of you) my name is Sirius Black. I am eighteen years old and just graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. As this is a wizarding world means of communication, I'm sure most of you have either gone there, or have heard of it. I was a Gryffindor along with James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. The four of us earned ourselves the nickname 'the Marauders'. Those were the days, let me tell you! We didn't sleep a lot (save during class) but we did torture those bloody Slytherins. Especially Snivellus. Cor, do I ever hate him! At sixteen I ran away from home and stayed with James, but now that I'm eighteen I've gotten my own flat just outside London and am happily making a mess of it already. Remus sees it and rolls his eyes. Can't say I blame him. I'd roll my eyes at me too! I've only been there, all moved in, for two weeks now. I work at the Ministry as an Auror with James. Remus... well, he's become a bit of a recluse and scholar. I don't get to see him as much as I would like. But he says he's enjoying himself, and that's the important thing I suppose. Peter is still looking around for a job, and he drops in with me or James at least once a day. James is getting ready to marry Lily Evans, a girl from our year at school. Very pretty, Muggle-born. A good woman. I couldn't think of a better match for him. I'm proud of him. Well, I suppose this is enough to get started with, so I'll sign off for now. ~Padfoot |
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