Leoben knows what falling entrails sound like.

Dorcas Meadowes is no longer an issue.

I have something that may interest you. You should find an hour or so to come over tonight.

If you would like to see either of your parents alive, I suggest you find your way to the ruins of Christchurch Castle at 10:00 tonight. Come alone.

Gentleman, I wonder if I might beg your assistance this evening. I would be most obliged if would meet me at what remains of Christchurch Castle in Dorset after dinner. I am thinking around 9:30 tonight. If everything goes as planned, this will conclude our rather persistent issues with Miss Meadowes.

• Dorcas Meadowes
  
• Sirius Black
  
• Gideon Prewett
  
• Rabastan Lestrange

I have promises to follow through with, anyway.

I am in need of your assistance immediately. Something has happened to Evangeline. Someone sent something in the post and though her necklace apparently absorbed some of the damage, her hands have broken out into a rash and she will not wake up. She is pregnant and


Please.

Something has happened to your sister. She is with the Healer. Foul play, I am certain. Come examine the package she received with me. I intend, at the very least, to find out what it has been cursed with.

Also, if you received scotch in the post today, I would advise against touching it, as I received a bottle around the same time as Evaneline received her package.

Your cousin thing is speaking to me. What would you like me to do with it?

What do you mean, what did she do?! She can't've-- she's my sister, she's practically harmless, what would justify--

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Good evening, Miss Meadowes.

Well, this is certainly unpleasant.

You are to disregard everything that that disgusting mudblood writes.

If I may have your attention Miss Meadowes, I do have a matter that will require some deliberation. I have a Mr Edmund Meadowes and a Mr Neville Meadowes in my care at this moment. Unless I am mistaken, and I do not think I am, you happen to be related to both of them. I am in something of a conundrum, as to which of them to dispose of. I had hoped you would be of some use in helping me come to a conclusion. Should you have no preference, I am afraid I would have to rid myself of both of them in a somewhat slipshod manner.

Please avoid discussing this matter with anyone else, as I fear you will likely put their lives in danger as well.

Mr Mulciber tells me that I will be fully recovered by Monday at the latest. Should you find yourself bored, I am rather looking forward to reminding Miss Meadowes of all the reasons she was interested in a trade to begin with, as well as her failure to follow-through. I would enjoy the company.

I do so hate to interrupt your day sir, but I do believe I am in need of your specific skills. Should you be available, please floo directly into my study, to avoid distressing Evangeline.

I am home.

I am home, however I do have quite a lot to do and do not wish to be disturbed.

I am going to get Rabastan back. This will likely result in my being absent for an unspecified amount of time. I have told Evangeline I am away on business. Ensure that she believes that.

There is no Imperius Curse. I have been promised a promotion.

I am afraid our dinner plans will likely have to be rescheduled. I have been asked to go on a mission and I can not guarantee that I will be back before Saturday evening. My apologies, sir.

I somehow doubt that you have been made aware, but Mr Wilkes has seen fit to put together some sort of plan involving the disposal Mr Podmore's parents tonight. I am going, in order to ensure some degree of success. However, I thought you should be made aware of the move, as it involves both Mr Wilkes and Miss Carrow.

I am on certain business tonight. Do not be concerned if I do not return until late.

It is my sincere pleasure to inform you (collectively) that Evangeline is pregnant with twin boys, according to her last visit with the Healer this past weekend. She is due in the early weeks of February.

It also happens to be my anniversary today, so I will be out of the country for the next week. I would obviously prefer not to be disturbed, but if I am needed, I will of course make myself available should my presence be required. Should that be the case, this journal is the best way be in touch. Owls will take too long.

Do try to stay out of trouble whilst I am gone.

I never want to deal with a hormonal woman again. It had better be a boy, so that we can be done and over with this. February seems very far away right now. If I hear her crying one more time, I might just have to go out for a while.

That being said, things have been very quiet as of late. I do not think I like it very much. It is very nearly boring. I put the magnetic strip for my knives up in my study - Evangeline brought it home from her shopping trip yesterday. Having them in plain sight does make it difficult to not want to use them. Perhaps it is time for a short hunting trip.

In any case, she has told Madeline about her pregnancy. It is only fitting that Christian knows as well. I still will not allow it to be announced to society until the end of the month when we are sure of the gender. Christian though, is a good friend and should receive the news before imbeciles like Rabastan. Nor will we flaunt like the Malfoys. Honestly, I feel as though we're the only people that still hold the same values as our ancestors.

I had planned on waiting, but I would rather tell you first. Are you very busy tonight? I have news.

I suppose the news with your mother went as well as could be expected. I do not think I've seen her so happy since I first invited her for weekly Sunday brunch when we were courting.

Your brother is never going to hear the end of this.

This is certainly an ambitious bill to propose. Such a shame that there is already so much opposition.

Wedding at wandpoint, how very common. Is the whole of proper society crumbling at it's very foundations? Quite honestly, if two of the most respected families can not keep their bloody hands off of each other until they're married, I do not know what we're coming to. I would very much like to throw the blame onto one of them, but the truth is that it is both of their faults. He quite obviously has no control over himself and she's obviously a harlot. This is no way to see in what could be a new era for wizarding kind. It's a stain upon Society as a whole, and a large, grotesque on at that. They should have known better. There are rules for a reason and simply flouncing about before marriage is absolutely unacceptable. It's an absolute disgrace against everything we stand for. They might as well be halfbloods and it's disgusting.

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Now would be the time to make changes. We have confirmed the Potters. Is there anyone else? Did we actually kill anyone, or did they all manage to get away?

I believe it may be prudent to move against their families soon.

That was surprisingly gratifying.

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I doubt I have to say this to most of you, but do avoid getting caught tonight. And do not forget to send up the Dark Mark before you leave.