Augustus Pye

I have to say that Quidditch match over the weekend was one of the more violent ones I've ever seen. I would prefer not to be patching up my friends to such an extent, thank you very much. Lighthearted game my arse.

One would think the Slytherin/Gryffindor rivalries would have decreased after Hogwarts ended, what with a war and all in between.

I just found a dead mouse in the bottom of an empty pot in our garden. Poor thing. Apparently it fell in and couldn't get out. At least it wasn't an animagus. If it was it was a very stupid one.

Ter, don't forget about tonight.

I feel much more tired than usual even, worn out. Not sure exactly what's going on but I hope I'm not coming down with something.

Sometimes I find the most astounding things in the paper. For example, did anyone notice they are selling Left only shoes for half price at Madam Malkins? Are they for one (and left) footed people?

I also noticed that Gossip seems to be taking center stage. Interesting the things you find out about people.

Sometimes I wonder what makes certain people stay in our lives and others go. Is it just us? Is it them? Is it both?

Also, if anyone is looking for a good position as a Healer's assistant, I could use the help.

Private to Sam So. This is new?

Private

This has been one of the worst moons in a long time. With Ter gone I just... I don't know. I spent most of the past few nights in wolf form because it hurt less, it was more of an awareness of something off and less of an ache.

I'm really not sure how we fucked things up so royally, yes, I do know, and it may have been a mistake. I don't know. I won't know until he comes back, if he comes back. I feel it's my fault he took a leave of absence from the hospital, that he and Laura went off to write. His room still has some of his things in it, but when he comes to collect them will it even be the same?

I should have shut up, should have kept my hands to myself, should have ignored all of it. I should have just let things lie. There was something there though, I didn't imagine it, it was just so confusing and difficult and it just sort of fits with everything else in my life, doesn't it?

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Sam, if you have any bread around I wouldn't say no. I'm going to be putting in some overtime at the clinic since I had the weekend off and probably won't be around much.

The garden is starting to put forth some green, little sprouts reaching up. Planted a couple of trees this year to start an orchard. I honestly didn't think about how long they take to bloom. When I planted them, perhaps I was feeling much more optimistic.

This morning I found the mate to a sock that I'd been missing since last year. I finally threw the other one out when I was cleaning about a month ago. Summoning charms, nothing worked. My explanation? I believe it fell into a black hole.

Yes, you heard it here first.

Also, I'm fairly certain that Spring is finally here. Planted the garden this week and I'm happy to say that already we're seeing green shoots. If the pumpkin crop is out of control, I expect more socks to come up missing. I understand they're hungry bastards.

Ah the sights and sounds of Spring. Fresh Rhubarb pie, hyacinths blooming in the garden, the sun warm on your hands, owls dive bombing you out of the sky and ripping out your hair...

I really do not particularly want to be bald...

I ended up being called in to fix up a whole group of owl bite/scratch victims. A couple people had been attacked by their toads but seemed more shaken up than anything else.

I'll probably be here later than I expected.

Holy shite.

Tense tonight.

So fucking...

Shite.

[Indecipherable scribble then spilled ink]

I had a bloody hangover headache this morning and it still hasn't gone away despite the liberal use of potions. Now I'm home from work, took a shower, and it still hasn't helped. I still can't remember half of what happened last night. Fuck it was good to just drink and forget

From what I hear D'Eath is going to live, so for those of you concerned about it (or betting on it) rest easy.

Ter, I found my drawers rearranged this morning when I got home, any idea how that might have occured??

Private to Laura It's been a week or two and I haven't heard from you. Is this you ignoring my owls in hopes I'll go away?

Really, it's just another day.

Private to Terry

The cake looks delicious. You're mad if you think I'm sharing it with Sam.

The pizza was good too. How did you remember I like olives after all this time?

I didn't get you anything, but I'll make you breakfast when you get home tomorrow. Don't do anything I wouldn't do on your date.

Private to Laura

I have no idea if you have one of these things, I mean, you're a writer, you should. Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day. I had a really brilliant decent time the other night. Thought maybe we could try it again sometime.

My housemate made me a cake if you fancy some.

What are your feelings on chocolate cake?

This was the first full moon in ages I didn't allow myself at least some time yet to transform. Although painful, normally on the night of the full, I allow myself an evening in wolf form, to better quell the beast the rest of the month. This month, between my dinner on Monday and my new housemate, I didn't feel safe doing so. I have been taking the Wolfsbane for so many years now that it allows me to keep my form unless I wish to change or I am directly in the moonlight.

This month perhaps it is for the best. Perhaps by next month I can... allow myself the luxury of the change. If my experiment of living with Ter is to be successful, I do not want to frighten him away.

And then there is the matter of his cousin. I still don't understand how we hit it off so terribly well.

The worse part I would say is that just now I feel almost about to jump out of my skin. The moon is still full tonight, perhaps... if I lock the bedroom door

Private to Ter

Terry. Keep away from my bedroom tonight, won't you?

Private

Amazing how someone can drink coffee in the same place as you, the place you met, and look right through you as if they didn't know you, isn't it? I watched her for a bit, just to see if there was the slightest flicker of ... something. Pathetic. Only I'm not certain rather it's her or me.

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You lot will be happy to know the Dragon Pox outbreak was confined to Tinworth and the surrounding area. No one else seems to have been affected from what I've heard.

For those of you looking for a good cause, consider attending the St. Mungo's event and then spending some time volunteering in the wards to make sure your money is going to where it needs to go. Instead of lining someone's pockets.

I must say, the facts around Celestina Warbeck's death seem very strange. How quickly everything has been excused away, and the fact that she was supposedly lingering for several days before her death, surely an overdose would be more quickly fatal?

Of course, since I no longer work for the fine institution that is St. Mungo's, I really should have little to say on such a matter.

Frankly, although I am saddened to hear of the death of anyone, I have to say, any people pleased about it who feel they will no longer have to listen to her vocal renderings will be best reminded that it is often after death that many great stars reach their greatest stardom. Everyone prepare for the Greatest Hits Album to be released in time for summer.

We're having a Dragon Pox Innoculation Clinic Next Week for anyone who would like to be vaccinated. It's an oral vaccine, more like a potion, that I have formulated, and it's just in time for Cold and Flu season.

Private

I am considering the pros and cons of taking on a boarder. The cons are fairly obvious. I really do not particularly wish anyone to hear my monthly difficulties or to be in any danger. The Pros are it would reduce my expenses a great deal. I have to say I do not like either of the options.

Potatoes and Beans for dinner tonight, I think. It's the late night at the clinic and I can cook it over the fireplace in the back.

( Augustus Pye )