Daphne Greengrass

Is it too soon to contemplate costumes for the coming round of Hallowe'en galas and parties? It seemed like every other person was dressed as Merlin or Morgan le Fay last year. I mean to be more creative.

The Prophet continues its race to the bottom, I see. Unsurprising, but disappointing.

To have a week that began with such promise and joy marred by violence and death is hard to comprehend. My thoughts go out to all those affected by these recent attacks.

Private to Sirius

I suspect where you are and can imagine what you are feeing but really, you might have owled.

Private to Astoria

Might you be persuaded to pay me a visit? I'm stuck with only unopened wedding gifts and guards for company. The latter are nearly as inanimate as the former.

Honestly. The most matchmaking of grandmothers and the most gossipy of teenage girls could not rival the Daily Prophet.

In less scandalous news, does anyone have a good grounding in cursed objects? Or at least more than the single inadequate week we had covering the subject in Defense Against the Dark Arts? I'm organizing a charity auction for the Society for Distressed Witches and someone saw fit to donate an antique jewelry box that I am almost certain is cursed. Unless the eery glowing green light it emits is meant to be a feature.

Thank you to all my well wishers, I've quite enjoyed the flurry of owls at my window bringing congratulations from friends and family, near and far. But I do wish our country's journalists would think of consulting the subjects of their articles themselves rather than relying on gossip and hearsay. Isn't it interesting how they always somehow cleverly manage to find an unnamed source? One who is willing to add just the right infusion of creativity and dramatic flair to what would otherwise be a staid news item?

But no mind, it would be foolish to tarnish such sunny days with anything other than agreeable thoughts.