February 26th, 2004
I'd like to welcome Hestia and Clare to our little group! Say hello, everyone, at scarlet_verse and clarebear_. We hope you have a wonderful time among us. I can assure you that Lady Lily's presence has soothed our savage natures.
In other news, humble little Moony has finally managed a decent grade in Potions. I seem to be improving; I know that Padfoot and Prongs will find it upsetting, but Severus' labeling and filing system was truly a wonder, and I do believe that that is what helped me lift my average.
James, you and Lily really need to straighten out whatever the new cause of this war is. I don't know what happened between you, but I don't feel like getting caught in the middle of it.
Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: "Looking Through You" the Beatles
February 5th, 1975
Where is everybody? Nobody has come to see me ... I feel awful. My arm won't heal. I've been bleeding all day. Where are you? I feel sick.
Even Madam Pomfrey isn't spending time with me today. I hear people sneezing, and someone was crying earlier, but I am in one of the side rooms ... away from other people. It's too hard to explain what happened to me, I guess.
Come and see me soon ... please?
Current Mood: lonely
January 14th, 1975
Well, I'll welcome myself back, then, and welcome home to the Marauders! Welcome back to Hogwarts! Such a lovely time we'll have this spring, and possibly one of you might actually grow up and lay off Snape one of these days. How about it, boys? Any of you making "maturity" a resolution this year? Ahh, I supposed not.
Well, I received clothing this year, mainly. Yes, yes, I know, Sirius ... "thank Merlin." New trainers ... the bottoms of my old ones were worn nearly away. New robes! Hooray! I think I might actually attempt to learn some spells this year that will allow me to use something other than patches to make myself presentable. Lady Lily ... Mistress of Charms .... help a poor, smelly male make himself look even more adorable than he is in his present shabby state? Although I've read in Witch Weekly that women love a man they can save....
The school year has already begun, and already I am behind in Potions. Marauders, remind me to actually label my ingrediants ... I'm quite afraid Professor Amerath will simply kill me if I mix up dragon's blood and maticore saliva one more time.
Current Mood: discontent
Current Music: "Since I've Been Loving You" Led Zeppelin
December 16th, 1974
|03:42 pm - My Most Sincere Apologies|
It is my absolute honor to welcome the Lady Lily to our little pack! I make countless sweeping bows in her general direction, and apologize for being so appallingly late to greet her. I managed a small hello, but nothing like the grand welcome that was afforded Messr. Prongs. Welcome, welcome, a thousand times welcome! We look forward to your continued presence among we unworthy, smelly men.
I am suffering greatly, I must inform you all. While being tended to by the illustrious Madam Pomfrey, snug in the warm infirmary while all you poor souls are in that drafty Gryffindor Tower is quite a nice change of pace, attempting to do my homework among snifflers and honkers (and no, I don't mean escapees from Professor Kettleburn) is absolutely impossible. Winter holidays are approaching, and Madam Pomfrey will not let me leave! Oh, how I suffer, my fellow Marauders (and Lady Lily).
It is all Padfoot's fault. You may avenge me at your lesiure. Some of those candies that I nicked from him some time ago were apparently tainted by some substance that I am unfamiliar with ... Padfoot, you really should have warned me about those Fizzing Wizbees. I ended up in the middle of the Forbidden Forest, battling a giant oak tree, believing it was Lucius Malfoy, that horrid blond Slytherin who graduated some time ago. It was snowing. I could safely say that it was most certainly a blizzard last Monday, and I was in a life or death struggle ... against a tree. As well as a few gnomes, dragons, and I believe Professor Kettleburn. Possibly it was Madam Pomfrey.
Current Mood: sick
Current Music: A most Disgusting medly of Sneezes and Nose Trumpeting
November 19th, 1974
|11:08 pm - Lost Dog|
We've been missing our Padfoot, approximately 180cm with black hair and big paws. Very friendly, might answer to "Sirius" or "Hey you." We miss him dearly. Reward offered, unless you're Slytherin.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "Here Comes the Sun" by The Beatles
November 17th, 1974
|10:14 pm - A Big Welcome for Messr Prongs!|
I'd like to welcome Messr Prongs to the fold with a round of applause and a hearty bow! You'll have to forgive him, he really does try his best to be clever and outsmart your own, dear Messr Moony from time to time .... just smile and reward him for his **ahem** "cleverness" and
tease the hell out of him wish him luck with Lily Evans.
Current Mood: sleepy
Current Music: "A Little Help From My Friends" by The Beatles
November 15th, 1974
|10:15 pm - The Long Wait|
It has been a while, hasn't it? I have to say it's good to get out of the infirmary .... My poor, delicate constitution. Many thanks to Messr. Wormtail for the wonderfully unhygenic toilet seat. You can rest assured that Madam Pomfrey had kittens when she found it. Pranksters will mold themselves in your image for generations.
Sadly, the Slytherin Common room was Charmed (I'm sure) back to its natural and sorely lacking in Gryffindor Pride state, but I'm sure my co-conspirators will be quite interested in my idea for next week, when Malfoy comes to town. I love Hogsmeade weekends, don't you, boys?
Madam Pomfrey and I played Exploding Snape, and she cursed like Prongs when I beat her ten times in a row. Wished you had been there.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "Ain't No Sunshine" by Bill Withers
November 10th, 1974
|10:15 pm - Prank Update|
Padfoot has been neglectful, so here's an update on our last victory. The Slytherin common room has officially been turned red and gold, and after nearly three days it remains a home for Gryffindor pride. Unfortunately, we did not manage to turn Severus Snape's hair to match; Prongs remains convinced that the grease acted as a counterCharm, but has yet to come up with proof. We're waiting, Mssr. Prongs ....
Current Mood: content
Current Music: "Whole Lotta Love" Led Zeppelin
November 9th, 1974
|10:40 pm - Introductions, I suppose?|
Well, introductions are usually the first order of business, but I'm sure Padfoot has already bragged endlessly about finally convincing me on here. Well, just wanted to pop in and say hello, and Padfoot ... you can expect retribution.
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Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: "Trampled Underfoot" by Led Zeppelin