Author's note: Hello again, ever'body! We's gonna go rassle up some letters fer ya t'dee 'n' git us sum grub! Oh yeah, yee'd hafta be more'n a few bricks short uva load to thunk we own Ha-ree Pott'r!

Sirius,

Your last letter was… interesting. Kate says thank you for the eye patch, she wears it daily. I want to know where Remus got it, doesn't seem his style.

Sorry I haven't written for a couple of weeks, things have been nuts around here! We're settling in to Montgomery Manor and currently trying to make it livable. Kate will be starting preparations for the gateway, next. It was discussed at the last Order meeting. It'll make life easier, won't it?

Clayton has come to live with us; he finally went too far. He's been doing everything imaginable to irritate wizards for quite a while, but this topped them all. He stole John's car and went to California. Well, he really only made it about twenty miles across the border before he totaled it and then lied to John when he got back. Don't worry, he's healing fine… for now. If he doesn't stop whining to me to charm him back to full health I'm gonna give him something to whine about! (Oh God, I sound like my mother!) As you can guess, we're making him heal normally, without magic.

Hmm, silencing spells work wonders, no more whining!

He's not very happy with me, I won't even allow him in the garden right now. (Like he could handle the infestation of crups and bowtruckles in the front yard by himself!) So, he's stuck indoors. This, of course, means that Kate is too, since she's here all day with him.

Want to hear something odd? I miss you. Don't take that the wrong way, it's just abnormal for me. I say this because the only people I've ever really missed before are Kate and my parents. I find myself wondering what you would do or say if you were with me, knowing that you'd make me laugh even on my worst days. I wish I could have you around, if for nothing more than comic relief.

I must get going, Clayton grabbed a book of matches and headed in the direction of the library.

XOXO,

Paige

Dear Remus,

I think I'm starting to finally loose it, I miss you so much and I feel like the walls are closing in on me. I only see Clayton and Paige these days because of all the work that has to be done on the house and the portal. Not to mention Clayton is behind on studying for his NEWTs, I still don' t know how he's made it this far. That boy can't even tell the difference between Gris and Mojo and still expects to get into DADA Master's training in New Orleans.

It's been raining here for over a week straight, most of the land is flooded pulling some ickies up from the lower marshes near the hot springs. I think we may have a small infestation of hinkipunks near the back fence where the water is around six feet deep. Just so you know, never build a house near a salt flat unless you want it to be surround by a moat two months of the year.

I really need to get out of the house, I don't think I've seen natural light in over six days. John and Abby have refused to come over because in Abby's words, "She will not standby and watch me run myself into the ground". Honestly, I am taking care of myself. I mean I had breakfast this morning and I am getting ready for bed now. And really 4 am is not that late of a bedtime and saltines are a healthy breakfast. But I'm so lonely. Clayton is usually great but he's only been pouting and whining about being stuck in this place. The only meaningful conversations I have had were with Palo spirits and a couple of the ghosts that knock around this place.

Anyway, I better wrap this up Paige needs to leave for the Order meeting. Please tell her that I do not look like a vampire. I miss you very, very much.

All my Love,
Kate

Dear Miss Pierce,

I write to you with a heavy heart, Mr. Billius Graves, our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, has passed on of rather suspicious causes.

As the school is in desperate need of a new teacher, I consulted Alastor Moody on a candidate for the job. You, Miss Pierce, were his first and only recommendation. He thinks very highly of you; a point, I must stress, that needs to be taken into consideration.

So, as Headmaster of this fine school, I implore you to come to Hogwarts to fill in for the rest of the year. I realize that teaching is not your strongest point, but I have faith in your abilities.

Please consider my offer carefully. Also, I must add that I will pay you twice what you are making now, along with room and board. Again, I sincerely hope you'll decide to come join our family here, you'll be much appreciated.

Albus Dumbledore

Author's Note: Well, I guess the pirate's out of the bag... we're doing yet another sequel. Thank you, thank you. No really, you can just make a donation at the door. Or in the form of a review!

Letisha: I never actually thought there was a reason to date an insane action pirate to begin with, but that's just me...

MessrPadifootslove: Frodo, did I miss something? Does this make me Sam? Cause I'd rather be Pippin, he's not so angsty as Sam or Frodo. Come to think of it, Frodo and Harry have a lot in common...

Jen: Thanks for betaing, as always, and for the chocolate. Rum is better, and you won't get a headache the next day if you drink some OJ or gatorade before going to bed and guzzle water as soon as you wake up. Oh, and a multivitamin works wonders, too. (along with the other stuff) The dingo thing didn't come from anything other than Prof's mind. Yes, she's that demented.

Kat: Jack will get what's coming to him soon, this next story should have it within the first ten chapters. (Oh God, it's gonna be as long as the last story!)