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[alt_justin]

To the one who now calls himself Harry Potter:

You belong to me, and always have. This has always been your purpose. This has always been your destiny. Accept it - embrace it.

Come to me and you need never know pain or fear again. Come to me willingly, and you can end this pointless conflict now and forever. Come to me before midnight in two days' time, and no one else need die because of your cowardice. Submit to my will, and understand. It's time, Harry.

Your schoolmates' lives depend on you obeying my command.



We're back in the Great Hall. The lower years are being given lunch in their common rooms (and presumably supper as well, what). The examiners tried to make us sit our Potions N.E.W.T. but gave it up for a bad job after only the first two hours.

Zach came back a little before luncheon. He still looks a little green round the edges but he seems pleased with himself. I heard that two more students were Cruciated early this morning for writing sedition: Adelheid Zimmerman and Katrina Fitzgibbon. I think everyone was asleep, or trying to sleep, what. Luna, could you check on Fitzgibbon? And Sue, perhaps your sister or brother would look in on Zimmerman. I'm not sure they're back from the Hospital Wing yet.

It's bally well tense, what, but currently it's down to a dull simmer.

Unfortunately, as yet there's been no chance to slip off to collect anyone's wands but we'll continue to watch for an opportunity. Or create one, what.

Above all, let us know when you're in position and wish to begin any sort of assault. We can make sure to alert the others. Even without wands, we can activate the X on the Galleon and everyone will erupt into action.

Hang in there, everyone. We'll all right for now.

-Justin

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Private Message to Hydra

[alt_justin]

Dux,

There hasn't been time or privacy but--before. When Voldemort cast his spell and sent that message, what, it was.... I say, are you all right?

-J

[alt_sally_anne]

I could have still passed Potions, I think. If they hadn't sent us back to the Great Hall. Not so sure about getting an O, though.

We should think about things we might plausibly want for our own comfort that we could turn into weapons. I don't think Dolohov is going to lift a finger to save us, but he's eager to make us as comfortable as possible in the meantime. He sent down some of his private stock of cruciatus palliative, for instance, after I asked him last night. We had bedding last night and today when we got back from the NEWT they changed their mind about, we had cushioned chairs arranged in little circles around rugs with our House symbols, like he's trying to give us little common rooms.

Anyway, 'it would make me feel ever so much better to have some muggle explosives' won't work, but maybe, I don't know, anyone got other ideas?

[alt_luna]

I have just been up sitting with Katrina in her room. She is rather shaky and tearful, but still defiant.

I wish we had some lemons to give her. Lavinia Levingworth, one of her dorm mates, had some lemon perfume, and we dabbed a bit on her, hoping that the smell might help a little.

It probably won't but it's all that we can do.