Dear Lee: I'm Worried |Wizard Renegades Filler
I still haven’t figured out the new dream part or new future. I’ll be honest. I’m worried.
Dumbledore. I didn’t know him. He made announcements in the Great Hall. He sometimes complimented me on commentary, but I didn’t know him. His death was huge because of what it signaled. The eccentric, bearded, guardian was gone.
But Minerva McGonagall? She was the head of my house. She was a constant fixture of my childhood. I had more detentions with her than anyone and I think part of that is she knew I could do better. She was the unofficial straight man to all the rubbish I shouted over the microphone at Quidditch matches. Fierce protector, staunch Quidditch team supporter, disciplinarian, the foil to our reckless pranking, the order in chaos–
And she’s been gone for two months.
I’m more than worried. I’m terrified. And it’s for the most stupid, selfish, reason…I can’t lose anything else. I can’t fall to pieces again. I can’t do it. I wasn’t lying when I told Avery that.
The Order knows I’m back. Artemis is still livid with at me. She chucked Bridget out the door– cage and all.I took Bridget to a vet, but she’s just a little shaken up. I don’t know how I expected Fred and George to react.
I don’t want to think about it right now. And I definitely don’t want to write about it. Pass.
Grady’s recuperating. That’s good. Probably shouldn’t have scared him like that, but it was a once in a lifetime opportunity and I haven’t pranked anyone in ages so…
I talked with Owana about telling Thomas. She suggested I ask my uncle first. He felt that it probably wasn’t a good idea to spill the beans. He grew up with mum and he still has problems believing. So I went with motorcycle accident and amnesia. It’s …partly true. I was in a motorcycle accident and I definitely had memory loss…just not in that order.
It meant more paperwork, but it’s official. According to the non-magical and magical governments, I am not dead. Let’s hope Death Eaters aren’t sticklers for bureaucracy.