Sorry about Dad...

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Alison, Leah, Lysienne,

I hope all of you are all right. I also hope nobody suffered any bad injuries at the Burrow, I didn't get to see if Fred and George or Bill and Fleur were all right before I left, but I hope everyone is all right, and if there's anything I can do on my end, please let me know.

I have no idea what's going on right now, other than the Death Eaters have probably murdered the Minister, and probably were at the wedding looking for Harry Potter. Does this mean we've lost the war, or does this mean it's just beginning?

Either way, I'm confined to the house now. Mum and Dad have spent all night strengthening the protections around here, and I'm not supposed to leave the house without one of them with me, even during the daytime in Muggle London! Looks like the rest of the summer is going to be me in the basement, being trained more by Mum, at least until school starts again. If school starts again. If Mum and Dad even let me go.

Leah, I hope you made it home safely, and I hope you're all right. Those were some close calls for all three of us!

Alison, you're okay right? I hope everyone else at the Burrow is too. Please apologize to Mr. Weasley on my behalf, I'm sorry about Dad... He can come across as a little bit harsh sometimes, I'm sure he meant Mr. Weasley no ill will. He was just worried about me; he's very protective when it comes to me and Mum. Also, give Bill and Fleur my best wishes. It's just terrible that their happy day was ruined. Lastly, does anyone know where Potter and his friends went? They must have Apparated away as soon as the Death Eaters came in. Have they come back?

Lysienne, you are so fortunate that Syrien came home early and you couldn't come. It was terrible, like when the Death Eaters came to Hogwarts, only worse. I hope that man your village is all right, did he tell you what happened?

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I know, it's so terrible that of all days they chose Bill and Fleur's wedding day to attack. I don't know either of them well at all, but still, that has got to be going down in the books as the worst wedding ever! I hope Mr. and Mrs. Weasley have recovered, and at least that the state of their house might be cleaning up a bit...

Mum and Dad are hearing none of going back to Hogwarts at the moment. I'll have to try to convince them later, maybe closer to when school is starting again. Hogwarts is the safest place in Wizarding Britain, is it not? The enchantments surrounding that place are Ancient, far older than the Ministry itself! My parents seem to think that home is the safest place for now, but I've got to convince them otherwise. Or at least that Hogwarts is safe enough for another year, I want to graduate at least.

I think I'm really going to have to go through Hogwarts: A History to convince them.

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Yeah - I mean, I don't know either of them well at all, but I bet they wish they'd gotten married a couple days earlier. But at least they are taking it pretty well - after all, they did at least get officially married before all hell broke loose. There was a bit of a party, at least... The house is still packed full of people (I'm sharing with Ginny now, so at least I've got a cot) but I think Fleur's family will be heading home soon. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley seem to be coping all right - the latter by cleaning as much as possible, which is a bit hard, given the house was pretty spotless before the attack...

What? They have to let you come back! They can't keep you at home locked up in your basement for the next year! We'll definitely find a way to convince them - there must be something in Hogwarts: A History that says how protected the castle is. I mean, Potter was (relatively) safe there for the past six years, and he was pretty much a hunted man! No one's looking for any of us, so we should be safe - maybe tell them that?

I guess I'll just keep my ears and eyes open, and I'll let you know if I hear anything that might help. I have a feeling I'll be stuck inside an awful lot for the rest of the summer.