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[alt_bill]

I'm better now.

Couldn't sleep last night until 4:30 am, but then Charlie and I managed to kip until the rooster woke us up at dawn. Staggered into the house, where Mum made us breakfast, and then I went to bed and slept like a rock until this evening.

So my days and nights are turned around, but the inside of my brain feels much more familiar. If still a bit soggy. Which is a huge relief.

Charlie extracted a copy of the memory last night as soon as I returned. Two versions: the whole thing, and then just an excerpt showing the view of the night sky at the beginning and the end. I hope we can borrow Dumbledore's pensieve at the Order meeting for anyone...anyone mad enough willing to view it, who thinks they might be able to shed any light on what this has to do with the wards.

I'm a bit stumped about what to do with the astronomical portion, though. We need to find an expert who can intrepret it accurately enough to pinpoint the site. And I'm firmly of the mind that we need to find that site. As much as I dread the thought of going back there to confirm the location. If we could do tests of the soil to help identify the, uh, fluids that were spilled, and examine any lingering magical signatures, that might be really crucial information.

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[alt_nymphadora]

I do know what it's like to have your inner timepiece turned inside out. It's odd. But the truth is, the small hours are right peaceful, and strange in a way I really quite like.

It's not for everyone, I know. And might not suit you, at all. But the dark has a way of screening out some of the things That are annoying in the daytime world.

Don't listen to me. I'm going on about nothing.

Actually, what I really wanted to say, Bill Weasley, was that it's good to hear you sounding more like yourself, and I hope you feel more like him soon.

Private message to Charlie Weasley

[alt_bill]

I can't thank you enough for sticking with me through the night. You gave me exactly what I needed, even though I turned into such an arse by the end. (And sorry.)

Thanks especially for keeping the bottle away from me. Now that I've come to my senses, I agree it would have been a bad idea. I usually don't feel so desperate for a drink. Thinking it over, though, it occurs to me that part of it was sort of a reaction to the fact that I'd just shared one with Dolohov. I know I scared you last night because I seemed so off by the time I returned, but I really don't think he detected a thing. Doesn't know me well enough, I suppose. He, on the other hand, was acting as if he were strung out on too many doses of Invigoration Draught, as if--well, the only point the entire night I felt the potion falter in covering my reactions was when he said something about how witnessing the rite must have felt so satisfying for me. Because of Dad.

I managed to choke out something about how, yeah, the bitch utterly deserved it.

Merlin, the way he grinned at that....I cut short the chitchat about five minutes after that and came back to the Burrow.

So I think that somewhere inside of me, I just wanted to have a drink with you. To scrub that out of my mind.

Along with everything else. If that makes sense.

Private message to Poppy Pomfrey and Severus Snape

[alt_bill]

Thank you for your advice last night, although I apologise that I didn't receive it as graciously as I should have. Especially since you've been preoccupied with Minerva (Charlie passed on your report, and I am wishing you the best in bringing her back).

Anyway, the advice all was good and it seemed to help, even if I wasn't in a fit state to appreciate it last night. I'm still sucking down tea with extra honey.

Hope my teeth don't entirely rot away entirely before I feel more the thing.

Private message to Frank Longbottom

[alt_bill]

Thank you for what you wrote to me, Frank. I'm gonna hang on to that. Yeah, I know I couldn't stop it, although I still feel--I keep seeing the kid standing there. He's one of Ron's dorm mates, you know? The first time I tried to sleep last night, my imagination keeps substituting Ron, with his wand point trained on Mum.

No wonder it took me until so late to drop off.

I also wanted to say, about what you said about taking a drink...yeah. I won't go down that road. At least, I will do my damnedest to keep from doing so, I promise.

Thank Merlin I had Charlie here last night. He kept me from own worst impulses. And I admit that what's happened to Minerva scares me.

[alt_pomona]

Bill, so good to hear from you.

Back to the astronomy, I still don't know what to suggest. But if I can help - asking Aurora who could do the work, perhaps. Well, I'm glad to.