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We just got back from Sydney. We ended up staying there for almost two weeks! It was so much fun. I'm kind of hoping that we move there. I do like Kiama because it's peaceful. But it can get a bit boring at times. Plus bad things happened to us around there, so there's some bad memories attached.
I don't think we're ever going to move back to London. Julia is dead set against it. She associates it with Rhyden. I don't think she ever wants to step foot in the UK again. My parents seem happy in Australia, so I think we're here to stay.
I'm fine with that.
I met new friends in Sydney. Malcolm is probably my favourite. We went to his house for dinner when we first got to Sydney. Then a couple of days later we all went to the wizarding village. The entrance is in this puppet shop in The Rocks. There's a hidden wall behind some puppets. But you have to wait until Muggles are not in that part of the shop, so they don't see you disappear. Well see....the type of Muggles who like shops full of weird puppets are often the type who likes weird things and notices weird things. It's not like the train station where people are too busy to notice a bunch of wizards are disappearing into the wall.
The Muggles who own the shop are aware of the wizarding world because they have wizard relatives. Sometimes they'll help keep the other Muggles occupied, but other times they'll be too busy. They'll get annoyed if wizards ask them to try to keep Muggles out, because they don't want to lose business. That's understandable.
We went to the wizarding village three times. And we did other stuff. We went to Bondi Beach. We did a day trip to the Blue Mountains. We had picnics at Royal Botanical Gardens. We went to the Sydney Aquarium. All this we did on our own (my family). The Cawoods didn't come with us. They like to do wizarding stuff only. They're kind of weird about Muggles. They're very welcoming, and not prejudice at all against people who are Muggle-born wizards or relatives of wizards. They consider people like me as being sort of honorary wizards. They figure that since we have wizards in our immediate family, we should be seen as part of the wizarding world. It's kind of nice. But then they don't much like the Muggle world, and they can't understand why we'd have any interest in being part of it. I kind of got the idea that they think we should give all of it up.
I like the wizarding world, but I also like the Muggle world. They're both great.
Malcolm is very nice. I kind of worried that he might like me more than a friend. Then I'd be all confused because I have Jason. But nothing ever happened between us. We spent a lot of time together. We went to their house several times after the first dinner. They came with us to the wizarding village each time we went. Malcolm introduced me to all kinds of wizarding candy. I knew of some already because of Julia.
We went to the bookshop together. They have a whole section for Muggle relatives! I thought that was cool. I got a book called So Your Sister is a Witch. Some of it is a bit daft, but other parts are helpful. They talk about how you should stick up for yourself if your sister is using you to practice her spells. I told this to Julia and she rolled her eyes. She said, what can you do to stop me? I have a wand. So I threw my butterbeer in her face. Okay. I usually don't do crazy things like that. And plus I did it in the middle of a restaurant with the Cawoods right there. They were all laughing so hard. My dad laughed so hard he had tears. I thought Julia might be mad and embarrassed, but she wasn't. She thought it was funny too. Oh...it was so much fun, but hard to explain. I think it's one of those things where you have to be there.
Back to the bookstore....I sort of wanted to get this book called Dating Complexities: Finding Love in the Magical or Muggle World. But Malcolm was right there, and I felt too embarrassed. He wanted me to get this book called Magical Muggles. The idea behind the book is that if you're a sibling or child is a wizard or witch, you must be a little magical too. They don't say you're going to be a full-fledged wizard or anything. But they think if you really try, you'll be able to do a tiny amount of magic. I've been doing the exercises in the book. I work on them about an hour a day. So far, I haven't noticed anything magical about myself. My mum thinks it's a scam. She might be right.
This post is getting long, but I have more to say.
SC Mather, I met Jalena! She's really nice. But you're right. She's a bit serious. Unlike the Cawoods, she doesn't mind the Muggle world, so she met us at a Thai restaurant in the CBD.
I met other people too; friends of Malcolm. Some were wizards, but there was another girl like me who's a sister of a wizard. She was really nice, but was a bit too much into sport. That's all she wanted to talk about. Her sister got on well with Julia. They became pretty close. That was really nice. She's Julia's first wizard friend. Oh! And they're homeschooled like us. When her parents found out Agatha was a wizard, they refused to send her off to school. They wanted to keep her at home. They asked if she could get a tutor instead. I think Julia was a bit resentful that my parents didn't do that for her.
Okay. I'll shut up now.
I hope all of you are doing well. Please update me on your lives!!
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Alex, I've had to stay in hiding because the Ministry apparently has hired two or three competent Snatchers, and they've been on my tail for a couple of weeks now, and I just can't seem to shake them off for more than a few hours at a time. I was able to sneak into an internet cafe to send this, but I can't communicate with the Rebellion or Order without giving away their location or mine.
I have a huge favor to ask. I can't get out of here by myself, I need some help. Would someone please send a message to headquarters for me? The message is: "The cat is out of the bag. When the cat's away, the mice will play." They'll be able to find me and send help. (No, my animal form is not a cat. That's just code.)
Please do this only if you're certain the message won't be intercepted. I don't want anyone to attract unwelcome attention on my behalf.
I have my own owl now.
I'll send the message.
Julia, thank you so much for sending your owl to headquarters. I'm back but not quite on my feet. Although under the protection of a very experienced ex-auror, we barely made it back alive. We didn't make it back in one piece.
My friend and protector, whom I won't name because the Order is still trying to contact his family, was absolutely brilliant and fearless and saved my life repeatedly during our escape. While over the Irish Sea, he was hit squarely in the chest with what we thought was a misaimed Impedimenta spell. It appeared not to effect him, so we kept traveling. It wasn't until we reached headquarters that we realized how badly injured he was.
He suffered an unknown curse that has caused his internal organs to gradually liquefy. He's been moved to one of the best hospitals in Europe and top Healer-Specialists are working on his case, but they have been unable to stop or reverse the damage, and, as we all know, internal organs are difficult, if not impossible, to regrow. The Healers say they cannot save him and all they can do now is keep him comfortable.
If anyone thinks they know what this curse may be or how to contend with the damage, please PLEASE send an owl or patronus to headquarters immediately! This good man does not deserve to die this way. Prayers are welcome, too.
As for me, well, I lost my left eye. A scumbag Snatcher was so frustrated I kept dodging his curses that he lunged at my face with his wand and - get this - jabbed me in the eye! Yes, we were forced to engage in hand to hand combat, muggle-style! My adrenaline was pumping so I didn't feel it at the time, but, Merlin, it hurt later! By the time we returned to headquarters, it was too late to save my eye. Maybe George Weasley and I can form a club for witches & wizards with missing body parts.
I'm now wearing a black leather eye patch Tonks got me. It makes me look dashing and more mature (I may be almost 21, but I look 16 ... which annoys the *hell* out of me). Unfortunately, because I need to get used to life with one eye - for instance, my aim is completely off and I have no peripheral vision on my left side - the Order has temporarily put me on desk duty, mostly managing supply and escape routes and doing new member orientation. Not only am I completely bored out of my skull (I'm already sick of making the "Welcome to the Order of the Phoenix" speech ... though I kinda like now nervous my eye patch makes new members), but I feel like I'm making no contribution to the cause. Tonks assures me I am, but I can hardly wait to get back on the front line.
Be forewarned: The Ministry's new Snatchers are a dramatic improvement over the old ones. Instead of the buffoonish bully boys the Ministry previously recruited, whom we could fly circles around with relative ease, the new Snatchers are much more ingenious, skilled and ruthless - a fierce, deadly force to be reckoned with. Do not make the mistake of underestimating them! These Snatchers are very, very dangerous. Regardless, when I'm back on active duty, Job #1 will be to get the Snatchers who attacked my friend.
Stay safe, everyone!
Aoife,
I'm so sorry about your friend. It seems really bad, but maybe there's still hope? If there's someone out there who knows how to fix his condition, I hope he or she will find their way to your friend.
I'm sure you look really cool with your new patch, but I'm sorry you lost your eye.
I'm betting you will be able to go back to active duty very soon. It will just take some time to adjust to having one eye.
Maybe you can read at the desk so it's less boring?
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