Find the Horcruxes (mod)

Who: Valérie Pardo and Remus Lupin
When: 28 November, 1979; late morning
Where: MoM
What: Valérie is in for a visit. What follows: trying to hop language barriers, snogs, and Remus not having heart failure about what he's getting himself into... YET.
Rating: PDA time!
Status: Complete.

( He wasn't worried. )

For the last few days, the only questions any journalists have been asking me have been variations on these:

1. Can you tell us anything about Madog MacDougal and Nora Alderton's break-up?
2. How do you manage to stay friends with MacDougal while playing on different teams?

The answer to the first question was easy (NO), but it wasn't until the fifth interviewer asked me about my friendship and history with Madog that I found the right answer. How do I set the competition aside the week of the Montrose Magpies-Puddlemere United showdown where I'll be facing someone who used to be my captain at Hogwarts? It's easy. I remind myself that there are more important things in the world than rivalries that you (the media, the fans, our own teams) created. Life is too short to allow something like our match today, or our match against the Harpies next week, or any other one, or anything else (that argument you might have had last week, how busy you think you are at work, anything), get in the way of friendship or love or family. One of my closest friends wa Things will never be the same and And don't think I can't hear you laughing from here, Madog.

I don't know what it is about that answer, but it always manages to leave them speechless. Perhaps they're hoping to find out that I have a dart board in my flat with his face on it, and every day I take darts to it? I'm very sorry to disappoint.

Quidditch scores for this weekend's matches are updated!

Warded: Father.

How could you How dare you this is unquestionably the WORST

Tell me you would never make betrothal plans for me without consulting me discussing it with me ahead of time, Father.

Warded: Rabastan.

I need to speak with you immediately


charmed to ring annoyingly until seen.

( Warded to Nora )

( Warded to Patrice )

( Warded Private )

All I want for Christmas is a new filing cabinet.

( Warded Private )

( [Warded Private] )



Now isn’t that just the cutest thing ever. And she’s mine. She’s coming to stay with me and keep the old girl company. She’s a pygmy domestic goat for anyone who was wondering.

( Friends )

( Nora )

[Warded to Nora]

Were you aware of the photograph in today's Prophet? It was pointed out to me by a girl in the lift this morning, who recognized me as the "unknown older gent" Harpies Chaser Nora Alderton was caught "frantically embracing" in Diagon last night.

She further inquired as to how many drinks it took t

If you're interested, it's located under the pithy heading "MOVE OVER MADOG".

It's Friday and I don't want a repeat of last week's bore, so, barring any emergency at the clinic, I plan on hitting the pubs tonight. Who's with me?

Cecil, you still owe me that pint for taking care of your house-elf (how's Rollie doing, by the way?), so that would be the perfect time.

My invitation isn't opened only to people who owe me a pint (and Mina, don't even think of including yourself in that list, you know that I'll never allow you to pay for me) though, of course. It would make for very thin company. So, Mina, Damocles, Gideon, Miriam, Felicity, Boyd, Amalie, any of you care to join me? You too, Hope!

( Warded to Mina )

( Warded private )


OOC: Paul crossed out the part about Cecil's house-elf after he asked him to.

( Owl to Emmeline Vance )

Who: Marion O'Brien and Quinn Banges
When: BACKLOG to evening, Fall 1969
Where: Hogwarts hallways to school grounds
What: A romantic date by the lake, d'awww
Rating: PG-13

( Merlin, he hoped the breath charm had really worked. )

WHO: Gawain Robards & Nora Alderton.
WHERE: Le Sorcier Affamé in Diagon Alley.
WHEN: Oh, tonight at eight o'clockish.
WHAT: The pair's first date as a public couple! Also: at least three supremely awkward minutes; one oblique mention of Batman; a premature confession involving dollhouse furniture; & an intimate moment caught on camera for the gossip column!
Rating: E for Emotions (but otherwise quite low).

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( Blah, blah, you're never going to meet a man playing for an all-girl team, blah blah. )

( Private )

( Marauders & Lily )

( Lily Potter )

( Private )

Why, oh why, oh why, do people buy Dark artefacts - illegal Dark artefacts at that - then whinge and complain when said Dark artefact turns around and bites them on the arse? Literally in this case. And why, oh why, oh why, do I then get handed the case when I can't laugh at them for buying illegal Dark artefacts that bite them on the arse?

Still I suppose it could have been worse. The artefact could have done something a lot more unpleasant than bite this guy on the arse. In fact I gave him many detailed examples of worse cases as I was arresting him.

Oh, and yes, we were able to remove the Dark artefact from his arse.

[Warded to the DMLE]

Quick! Someone give me a reason to not go to dinner with my parents this weekend.

Warded: Private.

Dinner with the Blacks? Honestly Daddy, I'd rather pull my eyelashes out one by one.

Regulus will probably drink the whole wine cellar.

Warded: Rabastan.

I expect you to keep me entertained during this whole nonsense.

In the spirit of spreading a bit of Christmas cheer to those who may find it difficult to have any, I would like to announce that there will be a toy drive to gather gifts for the children of Artemisia Lufkin Orphanage and related establishments. Donations will be taken from now through 20 December, and can be sent to myself, Celeste Lestrange, via Lestrange Manor. If anyone would like to volunteer to help wrap the toys and distribute them on Christmas Eve, please contact me at your earliest convenience to be included. Thank you.

Nora, are you in need of another one of our (meaning me & Miriam) special strawberry cakes? Because I honestly wouldn't mind trying to replicate that other one. Anything for a friend in need and all.

I'm really sorry that I can't do it tonight, though. Seeing Queen in concert takes precedence. I wish I could invite you along - you know, to try to make a friend feel better - but I don't have any spare tickets. But I can wave at the band for you!

Warded to Meredith:

Did you tell Mum about Miriam? Because I got this owl from her the other day, asking about Miriam and who she was and why I hadn't told her (because I'm still twelve years old and tell my mother everything), and it had to be either you or Lawrence. It wouldn't have been Ida. She's a lot nicer than the rest of us.

Paul, next time tell me if I have food in my hair. It was a full hour past lunch before anyone pointed it out to me and it was a PATIENT.

Actually everyone should tell anybody who has lettuce in their hair that they have lettuce in their hair. Let us all learn from this cautionary tale.

( Warded Private )