It's at points like these, after days and days of nothing, that I feel like walking into the middle of Diagon Alley and throwing back my hood.

I am quite aware that I am being dramatic, thanks. I am also aware that certain parties will most likely feel the need to comment on it anyway.

Life is dull. It drags. I wouldn't leave it for the world, but a little excitement wouldn't be misplaced. I miss the days when everyone wanted to kill me. At least I had something to do.

I would kill for Spumoni ice cream right now.

Current Mood: bored

June fifth, happy birthday to me.

I suppose "happy" is all in how you look at it. I'm twenty-six years old and still alive, but I hesitate to say I'm "living". I mean, I haven't gotten a present yet today. What's a birthday without presents? I suppose having no fixed address hinders the delivery of gifts.

Still, it's my birthday.

Current Mood: petulant

I met with Pansy and Daphne this week. (Not at the same time.) It was... nice to see familiar faces again. There are, obviously, some topics which are off limits, but talking face-to-face with someone who understood about the war (as much as they could) was good. Which reminds me, I

( Private Owl to Severus Snape )

No one ever said being on the run would be so terribly... boring. After nine years, it's getting a little old. The first year was, at least, exciting, if nerve wracking. Now the whole "life of an outlaw" thing is getting dull.

I'm tempted to go home. Perhaps not the wisest decision, but the Dark Lord is dead and I have nothing better to do. It is possible that father would overlook my... indiscretions in the past, isn't it? Mother wouldn't agree, I'm sure.

I haven't heard from Severus in ages and I'm starting to get worried. Only the fact that his death would have been published in that rag, the Daily Prophet, keeps me from rushing out to search for him. That, and the fact that I'm running low on cash. I'll have to make another trip to the bank soon.

Muggles are disgusting creatures. I managed to get lost in one of the poorer sections of London the city I'm staying in yesterday; I was assaulted by multiple persons asking for change on multiple occasions. Now I know why I stay away from muggles.

Current Mood: bored