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[01 Apr 2009|10:02am] |
Private to Ernie
Would you be able to make it to Israel in May? The 19th, if it's possible, but if not I'd understand. I know you're busy and it's probably not good for your reputation, or anything, to leave out of the blue to go to Israel.
Hexed from Death Eaters and the like
So, how is everyone? I feel like my head has just been buried underneath everything. So much to do before May.
Catch me up! What is everyone up to?
( Private to self )
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[17 Feb 2009|08:11pm] |
(OOC - words are written very angrily, some tears shown in the paper where her quill scratched, dotted by tear stains)
Hexed to Charlie
Charlie how could you? And here, I trusted you.
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[05 Feb 2009|11:19pm] |
Hexed private to Anthony.
I know you're mad at me, you're so mad at me still and I understand. What I did was stupid and while I won't say it was wrong, it was so incredibly stupid and I apologize. For probably the millionth time. I could've gotten myself killed, or both of us killed, or thrown into Azkaban, or worse (because there is always something worse). It was so so stupid and I was so wrong to not listen to you for once and stay put and let you bring me tea. So I'm sorry (although I'm not sorry for socking him) for risking everything for just a good punch.
But basically this note is here to tell you that I can hear you screaming in your pillow across the hall (don't lie, I know you are) and even if you're mad at me, I'm still here.
And, at the risk of getting completely wishy-washy in public and acting a total sap, I love you.
That's it.
Love,
Meg.
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[31 Jan 2009|01:13am] |
(OOC: writing is very strained and hard, some places tearing while others are tear splotched.)
I think I'm going to be sick.
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[22 Jan 2009|12:37am] |
Hexed from Death Eaters and the like
Um, so Anthony's sick. Its gotten bad today and I don't know what to do, I'll be honest I'm freaking out. I hate to be another voice out there complaining but he needs help, more than I can give him. I don't know what to do so I guess I'm asking for help just please, someone? I can't lose him too. I can't do it. There's gotta be someone out there who can help.
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[21 Jan 2009|10:44am] |
Hexed from Death Eaters and the like
I got an owl a few weeks ago, with a necklace and a note. Have faith, it said, and of course my first thought went to Anthony, but it's not his handwriting. Actually, I don't know who's handwriting it is. That thought alone has kept me from wearing it, just because I don't know if it's safe.
Especially after our run in with Bellatrix in Israel, I don't know, we have to be extra careful. But its beautiful, it really is. I'll just keep it safe for now.
The trips were... amazing. Every single place we went to was beautiful and wonderful, although we had to cut Poland short as Anthony started to get a bit sick and we just figured it would be better to come home early. I'm so excited, that so many of these nations are willing to help us and be part of our cause, so that we just have that much more support.
I don't know what else to say. She said she wasn't lying and that makes it worse. What would she gain about lying to us about lying about Hestia's death? Maybe she lied and said that so that we wouldn't come looking for her. No, she wanted me to come and claim the body I feel terrible that I refused but I wouldn't walk in there willingly. Its all such a huge mess, my head and my heart and this whole thing.
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[04 Jan 2009|10:28am] |
[tears stain the page, the writing is noticeably shakier]
......What? But she-- she's-- she can't be gone. SHE CAN'T BE GONE. SHE'S THE ONLY ONE I HAVE LEFT. YOU CAN'T HAVE-- YOU DIDN'T.
I'm going to find out who did this. You did not take the last member of my family from me without a price.
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[31 Dec 2008|07:53pm] |
This year has been the best and most terrifying year of my life. And here it is, ending.
I'm still unsure of how I feel about it, but they say that the way you spend your New Year's is the way that you spend the rest of the year. And I'm spending it with Anthony so hopefully that's good sign.
Please, be safe everyone and don't die. I kind of like you around.
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[03 Nov 2008|02:38am] |
Being back in Italy is like a huge breath of fresh air. Not that I regret going off with Hestia, because I love her and spending this much time with her is more than I could have ever hoped for. She's the only family I have and we obviously have to stick together. And I'm learning! For the first time in years I'm learning new things and Merlin, does it feel good again. I've found out what my Patronus is and everything, seriously, I'm not kidding.
Its just weird, to feel so carefree and yet know just how incredibly ridiculous life is most of the time. I mean, for all intents and purposes, I'm still an escaped "criminal" in hiding and the whole country is warring with each other. And yet, when I'm in Italy in this house it feels like we're in this impenetrable fort that the outside world, or war, can't get into.
That was redundant, I didn't mean for that. But you get my picture. Now its just a matter of when to rejoin with Hestia. Not that I don't want to, I do. Maybe it was a bad idea after all to come back to the Fort.
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[18 Sep 2008|10:33pm] |
Hexed from Death Eaters
What could they possibly gain from killing children?! HONESTLY. I have half a mind to apparate over there and kill their children, SEE HOW THEY LIKE IT.
Yes, I know, actually doing it won't make me much better than they are but I swear to Merlin, parents will never be the same again. Families will never be the same again, all because of them. Because of their inability to appreciate the human life. I am so angry and upset I feel like I'm going to explode into tears at any moment.
What can I do to get back at them? How can I help?
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[04 Aug 2008|01:04am] |
Private to Anthony
I hope you know just how much I adore you. There are really no words to put my thankfulness to you into the world but without you, well, we both know where I might be. Suffice to say, here in Italy with you is where I'd much rather be and I still can't even begin to thank you enough. I do think the world of you probably more than I truly let on but that would make everything a bit weird and am so proud of that article. I feel like justice was rightly served and almost as if I can breathe normally knowing someone knows the truth. I hope you can do the same knowing that we're safe for the time being.
Yours,
Meg
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[30 Jul 2008|12:20am] |
Hexed from Death Eaters and any sort of bad people who might be looking for an escaped prisoner....
I'm safe. I have a warm bed and clothes and food and regular human contact. Affectionate contact A wand! I can see the sunshine whenever I want (well, not quite), I can breathe the fresh air and dream and not have to worry about saying the wrong thing or my soul being sucked out through my mouth by Dementors. All I need is my broom fat chance and a chance to go flying and I would be complete but I know that this is far too much to ask. I'm almost afraid that I've forgotten how.
I haven't felt this safe and comfortable in a very long time and I'm so paranoid that I'll do something to screw it up. That its only a matter of time before someone comes to find Anthony and take him away or worse for harbouring a criminal. I'm trying to take every precaution and be extra careful. My window faces an alley so thats good. I'm thinking of asking if I can put a window box there. Some flowers would do well.
I haven't heard anything from Hestia and I'm starting to worry though. I mean, not that I wasn't worried before. What I mean is that I'm starting to go crazy. I don't know who to ask about her and I can't seem to find some way to contact her. Has anyone, anyone at all, heard anything from her? Anything about her? Please, she's the only family I have left in this country. I need to know that she's at least breathing. So I can plan my next course of action.
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[22 Jul 2008|07:34pm] |
So. A guard just came to my cell, (actually, this guy doesn't like me at all - he is the one that gets most of my tantrums) and he had the most wicked look on his face.
And then he tossed me a copy of The Prophet and walked off. Funny news on the front page. That I've killed someone and now I'm scheduled to die on Thursday.
Right, well. As if this whole country couldn't get any more twisted. Funniest thing is I can't stop laughing I'm more afraid the tears will start and when I'm not laughing, well, I might as well make the most of my last days in this wretched place.
I'll just keep looking at this ring for the time being.
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[19 Jul 2008|06:25pm] |
Well, nothing quite new and exciting to report. To be honest I'm not entirely sure what to write here. My frustrations with the world these days? I barely even know the date.
Okay thats a lie, I know the date. I'm actually fairly well informed for being in here for three years, but I've had some help in the form of a little bird coming to read with me. Its actually been quite nice, having something to look forward to. It has actually been the first thing I've had to look forward to in... well, since being locked up in this awful place, so its a nice change of pace. He brings me books and snacks and we sit and read and have snack time. However childish it seems, its probably the greatest thing I have. We just finished The Princess Bride last week, I believe, and now we're on to Hocus Pocus by Kurt Vonnegut, who I'm really starting to like. He's very straightforward, there are really no frills to his writing and it takes a second to kind of wrap your head around the fact that he switches points of view sometimes (he adds in a lot of little sides) but I'm just happy to be reading again. And then to have someone to talk to! I never thought I'd be so happy to hear about the most mundane activities ever but I'm pretty thrilled to hear how his day goes sometimes down to the very last detail. Anything to cure the crushing boredom, right?
But I love just being able to read everything with everyone else. All this rumbling of fighting back and getting out those who were wronged just... I don't know, but I wish nothing but goodness for all of you and all the luck in the world. Hell, if I weren't in here I'd be right there with you. But we've all gotta do our little things, right? I suppose mine is staying in here and attempting to take down the place from the inside. I'm trying.
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[07 Jul 2008|12:52pm] |
So. This little journal thing is handy, eh? I don't know if anyone has noticed the irony in giving us here locked away in Azkaban these little things, you know, a journal to write down our hopes and dreams and thoughts and fears, only to have them heavily observed.
But that's just me.
At least I'm not so disconnected anymore. I rather like being able to read up on whats going on in the world and with some former colleagues right now. Since apparently I'm not allowed to read the Prophet anymore, something about me using it against the guards with that mouth of mine. I don't know, I only heard it secondhand.
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