Pensieve Mood

13:20h : Christmas Post, Part II
{The following presents were delivered on 24 December, by Fawkes. Sorry for the extreme lateness of this post.}

( To Remus Lupin )

( To Severus Snape )

( To Neville Longbottom )

( To Eileen Snape )

( To Fred Weasley )

( To George Weasley )

( To Abraxas Malfoy )

( To Lucius Malfoy )

( To Draco Malfoy )

( To Narcissa Malfoy )

( To Bellatrix Lestrange )

( To Regulus Black )

( To Rita Skeeter )

( To Fenrir Greyback )

( To Phyllida Spore )

( To Tom Riddle )

( To Rastaban Lestrange )

( To Theodore Lupin )

9:18h : Happy Christmas (Presents Post Part I)
{The following presents are delivered on the 24th of December by Fawkes, working in exchange for the surplus of sparkling ribbon and shiny paper.}

( To Harry Potter )

( To James Potter )

( To Lily Evans )

( To Salazar Slytherin )

( To Charlie Weasley )

( To Merope Gaunt )

( To Sirius Black )

( To Rose Zeller )

( To Godric Gryffindor )

( To Peter Pettigrew )

{The rest of the presents will be delivered on the following day, to allow Fawkes a break.}

11:15h : Yuletide Greetings
I would like to wish everyone a happy Yule season, and wish everyone well. I thank everyone who attended the Yule Ball, as it was a most wonderful event, and special thanks to those that helped out.

It seems that there has been some drama recently, and I do hope that everything has settled. If anyone requires assistance, I shall never turn a deaf ear.

There is also one last note I would like to make, especially to those who perform experiments or brew salves. My beloved Fawkes has joined me, and as such I will occasionally have feathers and tears for those that would like them.

It appears that one can customise one's journal. I have added some sparkle and stars to mine.

5:45h : Yuletide Approaches
You Are Formally Invited

14 December
Yuletide Ball at the Harbinger Banquet Hall
First Snowfall Theme

Everyone Welcome!
Come out and meet up with old friends, see how your Hogwarts and other school alumni are doing, and meet new people!
Drinks and Refreshments
Please RSVP

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A short note to those who might be interested, would anyone perhaps have anything they'd like to contribute in the way of holiday cheer?

17:19h : Private to Gellert
My friend, if indeed I am still within the bounds of decorum to call you such, I have a proposition for you. I recall your fondness for researching the effects of curses, many of which still exist in this realm. I am not certain if you have met Salazar Slytherin or heard of his recent ordeal, in short he suffered the casting of the vicious Caeco curse.

While I am not acutely aware of your knowledge of this curse at present, I am aware of your intuition on these matters.

I am asking that you come to Slytherin's castle at your earliest convenience, should the prospect of such a study interest you.

Please do not let what has occurred between us keep you away, dear Gellert.

My regards as always,
Albus

23:54h : Idle Pasttimes
{The following drawing appears in Albus' journal for only an hour, and was viewed only by Gellert Grindelwald, Rita Skeeter, Remus Lupin ad James Potter}

( Cut for size )

15:42h : Philosophy
{Private}

Upon meeting Merope, I find myself wondering what she would have been, indeed what the world would have been, had she attended Hogwarts. It is an intriguing prospect, at the least.

I am not certain that I trust this privacy charm.

{/Private}

It is a curious thing that, upon dying, one is subjected to a world so similar to the one that preceded it. It makes one woder what the purpose of either is, and I have always found such challenges of philosophy invigorating.

16:51h : The Garden Window
{Private}

I cannot. I am sorry. You have always had my apologies, as they are all I can manage to give you. Please, I beg you, don't ask anything of me. I fear I might give it.

I have never been able to owl you any of the tens, perhaps hundreds of letters I drafted over the years. The things they say make me cringe in fear, in humiliation, in anguish, in pain. None the less because they are true, and that made them unbearable.

I have berated myself, and I fear that you and many others paid that penance. I could not have left all I believed, all that for which I had worked, and all that for which I still needed to fight, and even for that which I failed.

{Crying, dwelling on his memories, the spell falters, that Gellert may read that which follows}

And yet, I might have done. I must force myself to push this quill along the parchment. Though you will never read this, though I might tear up this page and burn it, I must close my eyes to even write that which I cannot admit to myself.

I might have left it all for the chance to be your empress, dear Gellert.

{/Private}

12:36h : Arriving, At Last
Curious, really.

I should have expected death to come in this fashion, in a vague and slow sense, then the perhaps romantic ideal of a quick flash and zip to whatever afterlife would or would not be in store for us. There is a rest about it, as there was in the rather sauntered sojourn to this place, which I can only imagine is to be my home.

It is well suited to me, perhaps too well--I should hope that it was made with me in mind by some venture of magic else I might feel trepidacious at being so known. The garden is certainly curious in its placement, kept from view and sun alike; I cannot imagine the manner of plants one should find to put there. It seems nigh impossible to reach without Apparating...curious.

I should soon venture out beyond this small clearing. I have seen people walk quite near--I imagine they have not seen the house or, perhaps, it simply has not existed before my arrival--I shall soon make my way along the road to see what I can find.

Curious journal, this. It seems that there is writing on other pages as well....