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[[Hexed to the Order & Residents of 12 GP]]
I can't even bloody believe that this is necessary.

Before any of you ask: yes. Draco is now living with us. Yes, I think this is a perfectly fine idea. No, you can't dissuade me and no, I won't hear two ways about this. You can't change my mind. This was the right thing to do, and, before you start to complain, stop and ask yourselves: what would Dumbledore do? Would Dumbledore leave an innocent, who was being tortured for fun, sport, and the crime of not being able to rip his soul apart via murder, to die? No he wouldn't? My thoughts exactly.

I'd advise all of you not to test me on this point.

[[Hexed to George]]
Could you bring one of the magical journals to Headquarters as soon as possible?

[[Hexed Private; readable by Tonks, Molly, & Minerva]]
Unbelievable, some of these children. It's ridiculous. They're all twenty-somethings, enmeshed in a war. Maybe we didn't talk as openly as these kids when I was a twenty-something enmeshed in a war, but we also didn't carry on, acting like we were still in school, firing hexes at each other in the corridors because the Quidditch Cup was coming up next week. Some decisions were made quickly, yes, but there wasn't this inane squabbling and name-flinging. At least some of them are reasonable -- George and Percy, Ernie, Anthony, Penny ... actually, a good deal of them are reasonable. I'm wondering if it isn't just two particular ones having their way with the rest of them. ...Well, no, three. Either way. The exact numbers aren't important.

It's my birthday -- as if I needed to be reminded of the nicknames I should be enduring -- the full moon was last night, and this shouldn't even be a bloody issue. The Order was designed to help people. Dumbledore wanted us to help people. I shouldn't have to explain this to the kids.

And, bloody hell, Umbridge is on these things. Next, I suppose Terry's going to blow up the kitchen out of spite. Murphy's Law and whatnot.