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September 6th, 2006 (03:56 pm)

Remus wandered morosely down to the Hospital Wing shortly before dinner, only to be scolded for not coming shortly after breakfast, as he was supposed to. A brief argument ensued over whether or not Remus' life was more important than O.W.L.s, in which he quickly deferred to Madame Pomfrey because she got out her wand.

After several reinforcement spells to ensure that his shoulder would stay put, the nurse ushered Remus down to the Whomping Willow in silence. The moon rose a few hours before sunset, and the calm, dim dusk swallowed Remus' screams.

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September 6th, 2006 (01:25 am)
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Sirius won't stop pestering me, and it is slowly driving me batty. NOTHING IS WRONG. I am studying. Yes, yes, foreign concept to Gryffindor Tower, I know. Sigh. Well.

Of course, the battiness probably plays some role in the fact that it is two in the morning and I am still awake. Other than that, I can't figure out why I have such dreadful insomnia-- I'm nearly on the verge of asking Madame Pomfrey for a potion so that I can pay attention in class. This is absolutely ridiculous. I keep finding myself staring at the ceiling, or reading the same page in a book over and over again. All the others have been asleep for ages (although Sirius did stay up 'til nearly midnight trying to figure out why I was awake...), and their snoring is beginning to sound like a symphony. I'm hallucinating, and I clearly need sleep.

Hmm. Wonder if I'm allowed to go down to the Hospital Wing for that potion at this hour of the night. Perhaps I should wait until tomorrow... Or, technically, until later today.

...And it might be just me, but it seems like everyone has been oddly quiet these past few days. The Slytherins, my friends-- heck, nothing has exploded yet, and it's already three days into term!

ooc plot(ish) notice (sort of)

September 5th, 2006 (10:22 am)

[Remus is going to be weird and distant for the next couple weeks, diving into his studies with a heretofor unseen ferocity, and basically avoiding everyone. Yes, this includes his own dormmates. React to that, but assume that you can't interact with him much, as he'll go actively out of his way to escape any human contact beyond what is necessary for class. This serves the simultaneous purpose of allowing Kirby her hiatus, and giving Remus' friends something to figgle about. James, Peter, figgle! Severus, figgle! Hell, Regulus'd probably notice too. Perhaps even a couple of those who aren't really close to him, if you're bored. Figgle away, my lovelies! I'll be back a week from Sunday, or so...]

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August 31st, 2006 (12:19 pm)

[ooc: The train thing technically doesn't happen until tomorrow, thus this journal entry is before that. Just for the record, y'know.]

Good news: The sling is off, and I can move my arm.
Bad news: I can't reach anything above shoulder-height, as that's exactly how far I can move said arm.
Worse news: Standard Book of Spells is on the top shelf.

May have to get the store clerk to levitate it down for me-- I looked absurd, hopping up and down trying to get it without damaging my shoulder.

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August 29th, 2006 (02:30 pm)

Got my books, all second-hand but in good condition, so huzzah to that. My potions text, oddly, has a number of notes in the margins, but they all seem to be sound and helpful, so that's alright. Also managed to get my robes and a pair of boots (again second-hand but in fairly good condition), and am next going to head for the apothecary.

Am at a loss, however, for Peter's birthday. Again, am dreadfully late already.

A point of celebration: the Leaky Cauldron's stew is very filling and very, very cheap. More huzzahs.

A point of curiosity: Knockturn Alley has better prices for used school supplies like scales and cauldrons. I have decided that I don't really want to know why.

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August 25th, 2006 (10:40 pm)

Journal, Marauders Only.Collapse )

(Open journal.)

Back in London, dropped off Sirius, now staying at Leaky Cauldron while Mum has gone back home. Have been left to do my own school shopping, and shall have enough money for an extracurricular book if I'm careful, which is an exciting prospect-- shall be able to get Pete a birthday gift, albeit unforgiveably late.

More attacks, still disturbing, don't want war. An aversion to subject pronouns. That is all.

Journal: Extremely Private, Hexed, Etc.Collapse )

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August 16th, 2006 (04:01 pm)

Sabrina mentioned war. Who ever said anything about war? It's just some random nutter, blowing things (and people) up, isn't it? Need there be a war over it? Can't we just... find this man and put him in Azkaban forever and ever?

Maybe I'm not looking forward to going back, after all.

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August 8th, 2006 (10:39 pm)

Ah... Severus? Did you talk to Regulus?

Oh, and... erm... sorry about being snippy earlier.


[ooc: Yes, Remus meant to lock this so that only Severus could read it. However, he completely forgot. Am encouraging heckling/yelling/enraged!James/doom/etcetera, though this will be officially taking place after the thread Katy's gonna post tomorrow.]

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August 7th, 2006 (10:48 am)

Owl to Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.Collapse )

Return owl, with small package.Collapse )


[The new badge has a faint gold gleam to it, and is cool to the touch. The old one burned Remus' fingers, and sat wrapped in a handkerchief at the bottom of Remus' duffle bag.]

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August 3rd, 2006 (12:08 am)

Tala, sent to Regulus.Collapse )