Well, it's that time of year again, I suppose.

Oh I do love the holidays ever so much. I've been home for two hours and it has been like living in some state of bliss.

I for one am glad the holidays are upon us. At least a bit of snow is nice to look at.

( Private to Lily )

[Hexed Private]
What have I done? Why... why did I do this? I almost wish I had no knowledge of what the future holds. It almost would be easier that way. This -- this is pure hell.
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[Hexed to Lily]
I need you to be honest with me. How much of this do you blame me for. What was in the Prophet -- everything -- how much do you believe I was involved? Do you still trust me?
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I'm getting to the point where I don't want to read the Prophet anymore. At least we have Hogsmeade this weekend. Strange how it should be a bright spot -- but it isn't.

At least there are other more important things to focus on at the present. I, for one, am quite enjoying the current Potions Assignment. Though, I'm not quite sure I agree with the instructions as written. It seems that crushing the lace wings works better than attempting to cut them in the proper sizes.

[Hexed Private]
How much longer can I do this? If I knew I would have her in the end, it would be easy to give up my affiliation with them. I'd take her and run away to some remote location. But there are no guarantees.

I wonder if she thinks I was there. I wonder what changes now.

[Hexed To Lily]
If I were to ask to see you at some point. Even to meet in the library -- would you agree to it or would you tell me to shove off?

I am still gobsmacked to the fact that my mother still believes I want to know of Muggle happenings in the outside world. In any case, her latest owl included a few newspaper clippings as if I didn't despise my father enough

Quite the story in Germany. Deutscher Herbst indeed.