Okay...I'm going to skip quite a bit here--just a few quick blog posts that'll cover about a year. Teehee! I rhymed!

Diary of an Auror

Stag

I know I haven't posted in a while--being an Auror means I'm really busy. Good busy, though. I've finished basic training and started looking for all of the Death Eaters that disappeared after the war. (Some of them are REALLY good at hiding, which is frustrating.)

I got an idea, but I don't know if I'll be able to run with it or not. See, I was visiting Aunt Andy (Draco started calling her that and it just stuck) and Teddy, talking with her, watching Teddy play, and it occurred to me that Teddy is really lucky. Luckier than I was; he gets to live with his grandmother while I had to live with the Dursleys. Suddenly, I thought: What if someone were to make a place for all those magical orphans who have nowhere else to go?

I haven't told anyone else about my idea yet--like I said before, I've been really busy. But I'm going to suggest it to Mrs. Weasley when I get the chance.

Proud Chaser

Horse Luver 14

I love playing for the Harpies.

But I've been really busy.

And I'm not home all that much.

Still, I love it.

KiltedStranger: Hey everyone...what's up?

MiseryBusiness: I can't find a freaking job!

KiltedStranger: I'm sorry, Mill...

Fervenugen: Can you find a non-freaking job?

MiseryBusiness: No! NOBODY wants to hire me!

Gorkyshlorky: You could come work at our shop, if you wanted...

MiseryBusiness: Don't you already have enough workers there?

Fervenugen: So what if we do?

MiseryBusiness: I don't want to work someplace where I'm not needed.

KiltedStranger: Didn't Shacklebolt repeal Umbitch's anti-werewolf laws?

MiseryBusiness: Why would a little thing like that matter? Just because they CAN doesn't mean they WILL.

Fervenugen: I'm sure there's SOMEone who'll hire you.

Gorkyshlorky: Yeah. You've just got to find them.

MiseryBusiness: They're probably in France. Or the US. Or maybe Antarctica.

KiltedStranger: Need a hug?

MiseryBusiness: Don't you have work?

KiltedStranger: I'm off in five minutes.

MiseryBusiness: Sounds good, then. :D

Happy Days are Here at Last

Pressing On

Well, I've finally graduated.

Mum and Dad had a party for me yesterday--family friends of theirs and school friends of mine. The adults left before dinner, but all of my friends stayed long after that. We ordered pizza (Millie was excited), drank soda, and sat around talking until Theo noticed that it was raining outside. Sort of randomly, we all decided to go for a walk because walking in the rain is fun. We ended up taking the dog because Mum said he needed a walk.

The street I live on is in the middle of a little patch of trees, and the houses aren't all that close together. You can stray off the main street and walk through the trees while avoiding all the nearby houses--except for this one guy who ALWAYS knows when you're near and ALWAYS yells at you to get off his lawn.

We ended up sort of splitting off into smaller groups and wandering around. Draco and I ended up together.

"It's so pretty out," I said.

"Yeah. I love rain."

"Yeah."

We were quiet for a few minutes, then we started talking about graduating and what I plan on doing and St. Mungo's and all the changes he wants to make. We almost didn't notice that it had started raining harder, or that it was nearly dark out; we just kept walking.

"We should probably head back," I said when we stopped for a minute. "Mum's probably getting worried."

"Yeah."

"Not to mention we're both getting soaked."

He didn't say anything for a long moment. He put his hands on my shoulders, brushed a strand of wet hair from my face, then leaned forward and kissed me.

When we finally pulled away, we just looked at each other for a long moment. He smiled, and so did I.

Without a word, we turned around and headed back home.