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alt_nymphadoraHad quite a night at the staging grounds last night.
Someone or another liked the idea of your sing-along, Pansy and Sue, so between our own version (I'll bet we had more drinking songs than you lot) and the radios, we managed a reasonable racket. I couldn't get much sleep, so I stayed up half the night reading the letters that've been pouring into Grimmauld, folks asking to join up, addressed to me, Sirius, Draco, and Harry. (Feels a bit odd opening your post, gents, but I figure someone has to sort through it all.)
Might be worth tracking down some of them after the dust settles.
There was this one woman, Patricia Roundtree, who went on and on about how she was a mum just like me, and was worried about her kids, and would do just about anything to keep them safe, and she figured it was high time she did something about it instead of sitting on her arse and worrying. (Her words, not mine. I rather liked Patricia. She seemed a regular spit-fire.) And there was another one, Jonathan Middleton, who talked about how he'd gone to school with Muggleborn people, and was good friends with many of them, and thought about them every day. He wanted to know what he could do to track his friends down to see if he could help them, and just seemed almost sick with guilt that he hadn't done something sooner. And there were loads and loads more. Some of them were people who'd actually kept servants, or worked in camps, and didn't quite know what to do about what they'd done, or weren't sure how they could be of much use but listed all the things they were good at to see if it'd help, and some were scared half to death about what sort of world we'd have planned, but thought this one was in bad enough shape they were willing to throw in with us, and a fair number called us terrorists and hypocrites and blamed us for tearing apart the country, so there's that too.
They all took an enormous risk writing us, and it looks to me that there's enough of them who are ready for a change and willing to help. We might have to land the first hex, and it'll be bloody, but I have a feeling that there are far more people who want us to succeed than not, and quite a few who'll want to join in on the next round, too.
Someone or another liked the idea of your sing-along, Pansy and Sue, so between our own version (I'll bet we had more drinking songs than you lot) and the radios, we managed a reasonable racket. I couldn't get much sleep, so I stayed up half the night reading the letters that've been pouring into Grimmauld, folks asking to join up, addressed to me, Sirius, Draco, and Harry. (Feels a bit odd opening your post, gents, but I figure someone has to sort through it all.)
Might be worth tracking down some of them after the dust settles.
There was this one woman, Patricia Roundtree, who went on and on about how she was a mum just like me, and was worried about her kids, and would do just about anything to keep them safe, and she figured it was high time she did something about it instead of sitting on her arse and worrying. (Her words, not mine. I rather liked Patricia. She seemed a regular spit-fire.) And there was another one, Jonathan Middleton, who talked about how he'd gone to school with Muggleborn people, and was good friends with many of them, and thought about them every day. He wanted to know what he could do to track his friends down to see if he could help them, and just seemed almost sick with guilt that he hadn't done something sooner. And there were loads and loads more. Some of them were people who'd actually kept servants, or worked in camps, and didn't quite know what to do about what they'd done, or weren't sure how they could be of much use but listed all the things they were good at to see if it'd help, and some were scared half to death about what sort of world we'd have planned, but thought this one was in bad enough shape they were willing to throw in with us, and a fair number called us terrorists and hypocrites and blamed us for tearing apart the country, so there's that too.
They all took an enormous risk writing us, and it looks to me that there's enough of them who are ready for a change and willing to help. We might have to land the first hex, and it'll be bloody, but I have a feeling that there are far more people who want us to succeed than not, and quite a few who'll want to join in on the next round, too.
Private Message to Sirius and Remus
Date: 2015-05-16 07:09 pm (UTC)...how're things going with you lot?
I can read a bit between the lines, and when Alice came back from her meeting, she looked more than a little grim.
Anyways. I wanted to let you know I'd be coming by for a little, and to see if there was anything I could do to help.
Private Message to Hydra
Date: 2015-05-16 07:13 pm (UTC)Just wanted to tell you that I'm so very glad you're at Hogwarts, keeping an eye on things. Every kid at that school has that much more of a chance of pulling through this alive because of you.
You're absolutely amazing.
All of my love,
Tonks
Re: Private Message to Hydra
Date: 2015-05-16 08:47 pm (UTC)Thank you for everything.
From,
Hydra
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Date: 2015-05-16 07:50 pm (UTC)We are of age now after all!
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Date: 2015-05-16 08:15 pm (UTC)Tell me you lot've at least heard of Beaters Do It Best? Or Titch's Wit? We might have some serious educating to do.
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Date: 2015-05-16 08:19 pm (UTC)Haven't heard Titch's Wit though--guess we'll have to sit down with some Firewhisky some night.
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Date: 2015-05-16 08:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-16 08:36 pm (UTC)Private Message to Charlie
Date: 2015-05-16 08:42 pm (UTC)Popping back and forth between Grimmauld and the staging area. Let me know when you're up and about.
Re: Private Message to Charlie
Date: 2015-05-16 09:17 pm (UTC)I'm upstairs, actually, Snape sent me up to his room to sleep. ...bring Adam and Bea up and we can all squeeze into bed and cuddle for half an hour? If you're not doing something more important, I mean.
And. You know. There's a sudden plague of weddings going around right now and all, and ... you know that I love you, right? Even though neither of us is the weddings and monogamy and romance and tradition type. So let's promise each other that if we make it through this, we're going to be best friends and bedmates and co-parents and people who thumb our noses at convention until we're a hundred and fifty and Adam's grandkids keep being horribly embarrassed by us.
Re: Private Message to Charlie
Date: 2015-05-16 09:44 pm (UTC)Let's.
I'll be up in a moment.
Re: Private Message to Charlie
Date: 2015-05-16 09:54 pm (UTC)We're going to be the best damn old folks who ever didn't give a fuck.
Re: Private Message to Charlie
Date: 2015-05-16 10:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-05-16 09:17 pm (UTC)