I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

[alt_justin]

Hullo, everyone,

I say, something odd happened today. I got Neville's parcel--thanks for that, Neville, it's well grand--but then Professor Froissart told me that I had an invitation from Finnigan and his guardian to go to and visit Seamus. On Monday, what?

Apparently his guardian has to go to some bally old breakfast but then he thought Seamus could have some people over while he's gone, and then join him for luncheon at his club. And then there's a concert thing in the early evening. Pansy, I think it's one of those groups you like. Fat Kneazle or something like that--brilliant, really, any other day.

It would have to be Monday, though, what? Rotten luck. I've told them it's not possible. Dash it, though, I do dislike having to turn down an invitation one would ordinarily accept out of politeness. It raises questions, what?

I told Professor Froissart that I was well sorry but I had been looking forward to Lincoln in particular. He asked why and I had to say it was a family connection. It was the first thing I could think of, what.

It can't be that they suspect and wish to keep me from going to Lincoln, can it?

Are we certain that none of the adults can see now that Fred and George can't anymore?

-Justin

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[alt_justin]

Hullo, Pansy,

Have you been invited to anything of the kind? I mean to say, Professor Froissart made it sound as if it were a bally old group and I thought that usually Finnigan invites the proper pure set, what?

I know it's the same day as Weasley's Quidditch but you've not been invited, what? Nor Draco nor anyone else who's normally in his circle?

-Justin

[alt_pansy]

No, he hasn't mentioned anything about it at least. Besides, he's not really matey with Finnegan, especially not after that stunt with Ron's broom.

And Blaise'll be up to family things, what with his mum getting re-re-re-remarried... maybe Padma and Parvati'd be there?

[alt_pansy]

I'll bring the sleeping roll Saturday, by the way.

Do you think we'll need anything else? Because I'd have to buy it tomorrow.

[alt_justin]

No indeed, I should think the bedroll will be more than sufficient. Neville's parcel included a self-packing set of camp cookware, a multi-tool with all sorts of attachments for opening tins, knife, fork and spoon, the tarp he mentioned and even a small fishing net. And I've got the rucksack for it all.

Actually, we do still need a quality map, what? Something more recent than 1986. But I might find something in Lincoln that will help him get out of the area immediately if he needs it.

-Justin

[alt_neville]

I'm glad you got everything I sent you okay.

Be sure you put the sealed letter in with the stuff I sent, too. That's important. It has some suggestions about how to stay hidden and safe.

[alt_justin]

Yes, quite, Neville.

Don't worry; it's safely stowed right near the top, what?

Cheers.

-Justin

[alt_terry]

That all sounds wizard, Justin. And I'm really grateful to everyone for pulling this stuff together.

Don't want you to go to try to drop it off though if you don't think it's safe for some reason. But I have to admit, what you're collecting for that knapsack I'd really like to have. If I can ever get out of here.

Don't think you have to worry about the Lock though. The git's been looking at his journal this afternoon, and HE hasn't seen anything.

[alt_justin]

Terry,

Well, that's a relief, I must say. I shall be perfectly careful about it but I agree, I just hope I can hide it somewhere without attracting anyone's notice. If I can slip away unseen it should be no trouble.

And I'll be bally well glad to think that it's there waiting for you. I say, you will escape, old man, one day or another.

-Justin

[alt_pansy]

You should think up what you'd say if someone comes across you. Especially if you've got the bag in hand. And they ask to see it.

Maybe you could claim that you found it?

Or that your mum thought you'd be going camping during your trip and you just got it by owl?

[alt_justin]

Yes, jolly good point, Pansy.

Well, in a way, the story about having had family in Lincoln may help me there, what? You see, I'd thought perhaps I'd tell them that I'd like to find the family's plot and, oh, contemplate my wizarding heritage or some bally old rot like that. That ought to get me the time alone that I need, what?

I've also shrunk the whole sack down so that it fits inside my bookbag. That way I shall only have to take it out when I'm well ready to put it where it'll be safe for Terry to find it. It's doing the actual spells to keep it hidden that will be the tricky thing, if anyone should happen upon me just at that moment.

But--well, I suppose I shall just have to make sure no one does, what?

-Justin