February 9th, 2006

concerned, sad

Warded from Death Eaters

It's odd being home. My family went to my favourite restaurant last night, because...well, now that they understand what's going on...anyway, and we saw one of the girls I went to primary school with. She asked what I was home for - didn't I go to boarding school, so why was I home already? And I just...didn't know what to say in response. I couldn't say the school had closed down in case she went searching the news for any schools that have done that and didn't find anything, and I certainly couldn't tell her the truth, because even now I respect the statute of secrecy. I ended up finally saying that I was home for medical reasons. At least that will give Mum, Dad and Sam something to work off of...after, when people ask questions...

Oh, I don't even know. I wish there was more I could do. I just...have to stop thinking of all the things I'll never get to do and try to be with my loved ones as much as possible these next few days. And I do want to say...to all of my friends out there on the journal network: I love you all and appreciate the friendship we've had. Thank you so much.
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