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I wonder if it's better to avoid getting involved, or insert an opinion where it might potentially be appreciated. I think I'll try to stick with the former.

[Private to Padfoot]

If you're not too busy being dashing, I'd like to go for a walk or something else entirely useless. Everyone else is rather busy, and you and I haven't spoken much since...well, since before hols, so... Let me know, yeah?

[/private]

Feeling:
thoughtful thoughtful
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We're going to Hogsmeade together, right? I know it's a stupid question, because we always do, but I just wanted to make sure nobody had any plans they'd decided not to share with the group. Well, if you do that's fine, I just would like to know is all. You know, since everyone's going home soon and then we won't see each other for awhile. Well, some of us.
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It turns out that there are no books containing any substantial information on poltergeists. This shouldn't surprise me. Peeves came with the castle and no one knows what to do with him. But he fears the Baron, which as we all know is about the only leverage you can use against him.

I think, though, that the key to dealing with Peeves, and perhaps any poltergeist, really, is to earn their respect. I certainly don't think I'm that good, nor do I really care if I have Peeves' respect. But I do think fighting fire with fire could prove beneficial here. I am a Marauder, afterall.

So I tried it. Next time you see Peeves, ask him how the pepper's working out for him. Of course, he probably won't answer amidst the sneezing.

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[Private to MWPP]

Prongs, did you know that Lily knows?

[/private]

Feeling:
listless listless
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Dammit. Just. Dammit.

[Private]

I hate feeling sorry for myself, but when Dad tries his very best to secure a job for me once I leave Hogwarts, or to work while on holiday from school, whatever... and when I know this is all my fault... I just hate this. Bloody fucking hate this.

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Everything's different lately. I'm not saying this is a bad sort of different, I'm merely acknowledging the presence of the difference. ...That made no sense.

I think James and Sirius are horrendously distracted with Things, and I probably shouldn't concern myself with it, but with everything that's been going on the past few months, I can't help but wonder if everything is going to change, and then stay that way. I can adjust to change, but I admit it sometimes worries me if I didn't see it coming. I don't think that's too unusual, either.

Maybe I'm just paranoid. Afraid of losing it all. But if something's going on with one of you, you know you can talk to me, right? I may not necessarily have the best advice, but I know how to listen. And I know the meaning of confidentiality.

~RJL

Sitting:
Gryffindor Common Room
Feeling:
contemplative contemplative
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I'm certainly not complaining, but when James is per the usual practicing his Lily Evans Lament (which is quite lovely the first few times you hear it, but after that it becomes very repetitive, and makes one wonder where all the good crooners of Days Long Past have gone, though I digress) while Sirius is charming (figuratively, not literally, as far as I know) the pants off the girls, including Slytherins, and Peter seems to be getting along quite famously with Marlene... I feel a bit like an extra wheel. Not that I feel like I need to be seeing someone or pursuing someone in order to fit in, but everyone's so busy lately. I'm not feeling sorry for myself, I'm just musing. It is my journal afterall. I wonder though, since Dee apparently ended things with her summer bloke, perhaps... Oh nevermind; she's a friend, it probably wouldn't be feasible anyway.

[Private to Sirius]
And this is not aimed at you, mate. I know your situation, and I'm merely venting. Nothing to do with you.
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Ugh. I read the above and realized what a terrible run-on sentence that was. I must sound more pathetic than I thought. I really need to distract myself; perhaps all this classwork is getting to me. I'd like to be focusing on Defense Against the Dark Arts, but it's all so basic anymore. It's almost as if they don't want us to learn. I wonder if they're just afraid of what we'll do if we think we have a fair grasp of things. I recognize the need to be cautious, but I think they're being a bit overbearing, if that's the case.

Anyway, not much of an update, I realize. But an update nonetheless.
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I am, contrary to popular belief, still alive, and no I did not transfigure myself. I can only imagine who started that rumour. Padfoot Prongs

Oh, and James, I left some books with you, and I see now that you've noticed as well. Please bring them with you to Diagon Alley (Yes, I fully intend to be there), unless it's a bother, in which case please at least bring Jane Eyre. It's not my copy, so I'd like to return it to its owner as soon as possible. I don't know what I was thinking when I packed my things, leaving so much behind like that. I seem to be a bit scatterbrained lately, which...is unfortunate, and can only result in Very Bad Things, since when I let my guard down, that's when you all begin to, as Lily would say, "ponce about".

[Private to Prongs and Wormtail]
I know we're not talking about That Which Must Not Be Named, so I wondered if perhaps having a sort of Padfoot Day sometime in the near future would be a potentially good idea. Normally I would have no doubts, but I don't want him to think we're taking pity on him or something, because of course it wouldn't be like that, but you know how Sirius gets, so... Anyway, I'm not the best at planning these sorts of things, so I'll not step out of my league, but if you think perhaps a Sirius-themed outing of some sort would be on, you can definitely count me in.
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Feeling:
awake awake
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...and I certainly hope everyone is well by the time it rolls around. Christmas isn't nearly as enjoyable when you're stuck in bed sick.

[Private to MWPP]
The full moon is right around the corner, mates, and I've been thinking. I think something suspicious is going on with Slytherin, and I'd like to find out what it is. Call it the Marauder in me if you will, but...well, anyway. It entirely up to Peter, of course, but I thought maybe since he's the smallest of us when he changes, maybe we could utilize his skills in this matter. I'm not exactly sure how, it's more...something to think on more than anything.
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Feeling:
cold cold
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