Oi, the summer or at least today has been absolute rubbish. Actually the summer so far has been quite brilliant, I have received loads of letters from the lads, even Sirius whose um home troubles quite shortened his writing opportunities, and so therefore I guess the summer on whole has been rather grand.
Today however not so much: a dreary, overcast sky dashed any hope of mum letting me near the outside world leading me to have nothing to do but the mountains upon mountains of chores she has cooked up! Its mental, just bloody mental I promise you. I barley even got a break to scribble this stupid thing down and she has been nagging me to since I could lift a quill. Speaking of mum and her bossing me around shes now saying I've got to help Ash and Twine -our house elves- dust the kitchen for some big family reunion thing \. Which is stupid because we all know that the only ones in the kitchen are going to be me, my cousin Aisling (only cause she is nine and follows me everywhere) , and my father. So why dust the kitchen? I don't know but I have to go.
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During our separation -James
FanfictionMy mum always said that my life would mean more if I jotted it down, not I never believed her until last summer. Now of course I can't write that much during the year- besides dumbles has LOADS of files on me and the rest of my crew during the year...
