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To: Messer Padfoot
From: Messer Prongs
Mate. I’ve had a thought. Writing in a bit of code right now - seeing as Slughorn’s skulking about the room as I write this right now. My thought’s this. What if you got out and took the bus back to the village and snuck in the Usual Way? We could pace about in the seventh floor and think on a place for you to stay. We could hide you out. Nobody would need know. Wormtail could get you all you need for food. All you’ve got to do is find a way Out.
Do tell me what you think.
Got to go, he’s noticed this isn’t my notes.
J.P.





Prongs -
Dunno how I’d get out. Seems my parents are always here. I did get a bit of a thought myself, realized I was sort of wasting a fairly good opportunity here. If I’m stuck in this house, I might as well use it to my advantage and see if I can’t overhear anything to tip the Resistance off with. I’ve used that little knife to unlock my door and tried sneaking downstairs a few times… and I’m not sure what exactly but it does seem there is definitely something going on. And they are talking about The Boy again. There’s something that’s happened that has Father worked up quite a lot - a failed mission or something, it seems. He keeps talking about his neck is on the line. I’m guessing he’s pissed Voldemort off somehow. But it’s odd because I don’t reckon I’ve ever seen Mother and Father acting so nervous before in my life. Another thing I’ve learned from sneaking about is that Regulus works for the Dark Lord as well. Only twelve years old and he’s already a miniature Death Eater! He’s another Malfoy. Keep your eyes on him - there’s no telling if he’s connected to whatever plans they’ve got.
Not to sound like Moody but -- constant vigilance, Potter!
Padfoot
P.S., TELL ME ABOUT THIS GIRL????





Dear Padfoot,
Today’s Valentine’s Day. I missed you more than ever. I had a thought how if you were here, we could’ve gone to the tea, seeing as everyone in the school knows about us already now… I know it’s stupid and sort of… dunno, girly… but… it would’ve been sort of fun to go. I know you would’ve made it fun. You make everything fun. I should’ve liked to at least get to spend some time with you - even if we didn’t do anything special. Sometimes the lying about is the best part… James and Peter have both gone to the tea. James with this Maryrose and Peter with Annalee, so we would’ve had the dormitory for ourselves.
James told us about your brother working for YOU KNOW WHO. That’s just insane! But I suppose I can see it. He is rather horrible. He’s the one that started that whole mess back in Fall about me and Peter that made you think I had a ruddy boyfriend - remember? He’s made fun of me just as horribly as Evan Rosier. Well maybe not that horrible. Rosier’s awful. He’s even worse now that he knows he was right… Yesterday, he magicked a load of buttons to have a picture of a blowfish on it that puffs up real big and then deflates and blows up again. It doesn’t say anything on it at all, so there’s nothing any of the staff would do about it… but loads of people are wearing them, and not just Slytherins. He went about in the Great Hall at lunch handing them out, whispering things in people’s ears.
Speaking of whispered things - Sirius, please be careful listening in on your parents like that!!! If they ever caught you… I can’t even think of what would happen, it makes me absolutely ill with worry. PLEASE be careful.
And please, please consider James’s idea about the magic room. Even the Shack might be an option.
Stay safe, my love.
Remus





JAMES STUPID-MIDDLE-NAME-SO-I’VE-CHANGED-IT-TO-PRONGS POTTER!!!!!! WHERE IS MY INFORMATION ABOUT THIS GIRL???? TELL ME EVERYTHING OR I SWEAR THE NEXT LETTER I SEND WILL BE AN ACTUAL HOWLER. SINCERELY YOUR BLOODY BEST MATE THAT HASN’T HEARD A WORD ABOUT THIS GIRL YOU’RE SEEING!!!!!




To: Padfoot
From: Prongs
BLOODY HELL!!! CALM DOWN!!! Maybe if somebody hadn’t gone and got himself expelled he’d know all about it already!!!!
Her name is Maryrose Jenkins. She’s amazing. She has teal hair (for now) and glasses very a lot like mine. Remember back at the end of holiday, I told you there was a girl on the Hogsmeade Platform that did an impervius on my glasses so the snow wouldn’t stick? Remember? And I told you how cool a trick that was, we’d need to do it for Quidditch and all? It’s her. The same girl! She’s got this cute little nose and a giggle that’s like bubbles. I think she’s pretty swell. The tea went really well. I didn’t even feel the need to look about for Evans (though I heard she wasn’t there anyway, Peter said she spent the whole time in the common room studying). Maryrose is a metamorphmagus, meaning she can change how she looks at will. It’s brilliant. She did some grand impressions while we were sitting there that had me laughing quite a lot. You’d bloody love her, Sirius! She’s grand! I’ll have to find a way to introduce you.
Orrrr you could sneak back as I suggested and you could meet her that way!
I’m thinking of showing her the Trophy Room Passage way -- if you know what I mean! (Wink, wink.)
J.P.





Messers Moony, Wormtail, & Prongs -
Father’s done something wrong again. He came home in utter agony, slamming the doors, yelling and shouting all over the house. He kept saying to Mother that Dumbledore’s stopped them doing whatever it is he’s trying to do… He took it out on me some - I thought for sure he would kill me when he came in the room, he was an absolute beast of formidable energy. Scared the stones right off me! But it was only the Cruciatus.
There’s one thing for certain being here has taught me and it’s that I can’t just lie about anymore and expect others to stick up for me. If I’m going to get out of here, I have to do it myself. If I want Voldemort gone, I’ll have to fight him myself. With my bare hands if I must!
Padfoot.





NO SIRIUS I MEAN IT DO NOT DO ANYTHING STUPID LIKE TRYING TO FIGHT THE DARK LORD WITH YOUR BARE HANDS I MEAN IT DO NOT GET YOURSELF KILLED PLEASE I’M SERIOUS PLEASE I AM ALREADY SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU WITHOUT YOU SAYING THINGS LIKE THIS PLEASE I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH TO PICTURE THE THINGS THAT WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU EVER TRIED IT!!!!!




Moony -
I could take him.
Voldemort’s a scared little twat. Hiding out everywhere in the dark, skulking about, letting his followers do all the dirty work. Perhaps if he wasn’t such a bloody coward he’d step out and do something for himself instead of sending about people like Father or Rudolphus Lestrange.
I ain’t afraid of Voldemort. He’s a cheater. He wanted me to bow to him last month at the Lestrange Manor and he had to bloody imperius me to do it. Up against a teenager and the bloke’s too coward to actually try to break me but instead just uses mind games. I think that’s all he is is games of the mind. He’s a bloody illusion.
Fuck Voldemort!





To: Padfoot
From: Prongs
Moony’s only just shown us your letter and I’m literally crying I’m laughing so hard. I bloody miss you so much mate!!! You’ve ruddy got balls of steel!!!! COME HOME. RIGHT NOW. J.P.
P.S., I’ve snogged Maryrose and it was A.M.A.Z.I.N.G. Her mouth tasted like honey. HONEY, PADFOOT. I could’ve snogged her all night long!!!!





PRONGS -
YOU DOG!!!
I am trying to think of a way to get out of here and back to you. I like the idea you’ve had with the secret room but I don’t know how to get to Hogsmeade. After all, the Knight Bus requires holding out your wand hand to summons it. I don’t have my wand, remember? Moody’s taken it to snap. And muggle transport doesn’t go that far north. I wish I had that ruddy flying motorbike again - if only we hadn’t exploded it! Could really use it about now. Perhaps I could get there on foot. You hear stories about dogs that do that all the time, walk ‘cross the whole country to get to their people. You lot are definitely my people.
Padfoot





Dear Padfoot,
Tonight’s the full moon. I’m getting ready to go out to the Shack. James has let me take his invisibility cloak to try and get out ot the Whomping Willow. I’m really scared. I wish you were here, more than anything in the world. I hate being apart from you. I hate the quiet of the dormitory when you’re not in it shouting and messing about. I hate not hearing you and James whisper through half our classes, not even paying attention. I hate how empty the bed seems. I’ll do better at sharing the mattress and the blankets if only you can find a way to get home to me… I better go.
Moony.





James
Something horrible’s happened -- I have no time to explain now -- I have to go fast. Father’s exploding everything in the house and Mother’s screaming. I have to get out of here or he’s going to kill me. You have to tell Dumbledore that the Minister is in trouble. If something happens to me please tell Moony I love him.
Sirius.