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Post by Evelyn Winslow on Nov 8, 2015 11:03:32 GMT -8
((I thought I would give this a try, I've seen alot of rpg's with them and they seem pretty cool and alot of characters seem to like to participate in them)) Diary, well hasn't this just been a crazy week, you know about the Order placing me and Casey at Hogwarts,.... yea....., I was fine with it and kinda glad that I was going to be back. But that was until I found out that I was going to be the new Charms Professor...I know me, a Professor...weird huh? Casey I can understand, he's always had that Professorish spark, but not the trouble making girl .....*sigh*. ..... Anywho, back from my ranting. The first day back was so nerve racking. Sitting up at the head table felt..... so, so, so strange, and looking down at Ginny and the others only added to that. Casey seemed to adapt well, but when doesn't that boy? Honestly it's like nothing bothers him....*sigh* The welcome back feast went off pretty much without a hitch, everyone was surprised to see me, Casey, and Brian (remember him? One of the best pranksters next to me and the boys, and Jamie's *rolls eyes* boyfriend) as Professors. Oh yes, Jamie Seams, still the same. She hasn't caused any problems for me yet.........but I suppose thats because I'm now her Professor she really can't (heehee). My first day of teaching went unpredictably smooth, I taught the vanishing charm to my N.E.w.T. students and they all picked up on it rather fast. (thou some git did use it on Mrs. Norris....) Omg, the Professor Common room is huge! It is nearly twice the size of home *sigh* I miss the house...Back to what I was saying, yea, the common room is big, but the only downside is you have to share it with all the Professors. I know I went through it all for 7 years while I was still a student, but living with only your husband for a few years and then coming back to all the hussle and bussle, it donest feel right. And also having Filtch watching your every move doesn't help matters much either. while me and hubby were taking a walk, some students tried to listen in, Casey told them to get back to there common rooms. well the little buggers thought they would were smart and hid behind the corner, well I saw them and told them to scram....It felt weird yelling at them for something I used to do all the time when I was here. Casey thinks it's me growing up  and as much as I dont want to admit it, he's right. But I still got a long way to go to catch up with him. He's more of the adult out of the two of us. well, It's late and I don't want to wake up Casey with the light... and I need to be bright eyed and bushy tailed for tomorrow's lessons...Im teaching summoning charms to the 4th years.....Goody........ xoxo Eve's |
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Post by Evelyn Winslow on Nov 8, 2015 11:04:02 GMT -8
Where to begin with this week…Everything was going well, classes were running smoothly, the students are finally treating me and Casey like Professors, there hasn’t been any word from Skeeter or the Order, everything was fine, until that damn letter came.
I was sitting in the common room grading some essays on summoning charms when an owl started pecking at the window. I walked to the window and surprise, surprise it was addressed to us, well the only thing written on the front was ‘Winslow’. I assumed it was from an Order member because they were the only ones to be so inconspicuous about letters, but now I’m not so sure it was from them. Well needless to say they wanted us to go into the Forbidden Forest and see if any sign of Voldemort remained.
Well, me being the way I am, I thought I could handle this mission on my own, Casey was off doing a detention with a student and it didn’t seem like it would take that long…I mean why would he hide the same place twice, right? Well let’s just say I made a bad choice.
I went to the forest alone, and everything seemed fine. The only thing that seemed ‘off’ was that there was nothing in the forest, no birds, bugs, bats…..Nothing; it was as if it was dead, and I soon found out why.
As I was searching for any sign of life, Voldemort came up behind me and disarmed me. I don’t really care to relive what went on during however long I was in the forest but I think it speaks for its self. Casey was led to the forest by Snape, who used a polyjuice potion of a missing student, they brought him to me and Voldemort looked like he was going to do well by his promise to kill him, unless I told him what he wanted to know about the Order….
Luckily we escaped with our lives but I couldn’t stand to be around Casey with all those images burned into my mind. I even pulled away from him when he tried to comfort me, I didn’t mean to, I was just taken by surprise. I know I hurt his feelings, but I just couldn’t tell him why. So for the past week I have avoided Casey, waking up before he did in the morning, staying out till he was asleep, or being asleep before he got to the room. Childish I know, but I didn’t want to worry him.
It seems that we share a common flaw (go figure) neither one of us wants to worry the other with our problems, to stubborn to give in, and to full of pride to know when its time to open up.
Casey was reviewing boggarts with one of his advanced classes today, and after a few attempts the boggart finally locked onto him. He broke down in front of his class, and I know all to well how he felt. Luckily Serena was there, she sent the creature back to the wardrobe, not before seeing her own death….She found me in the library later that night and told me all that had happened, she also told me to stop acting so foolish, that Casey was worried about me, and that Voldemort will get what’s coming to him.
It feels so good to have Serena back at Hogwarts; she has been through such an ordeal that if you didn’t know her before you wouldn’t be able to believe that she used to be this shy and quiet girl. But now, now she is a Death Eater butt kicking mega woman. It’s refreshing in a way, but disturbing in another. Look at what Voldemort has resorted us all to, putting a fear in me that I didn’t want to be around my husband, taking away the spark that Casey’s eyes once held. Instead of being kind, caring, gentle, carefree… He is now filled with doubt, fear, regret… This war has taken a toll on everyone, even the students here. I have never heard of so many young people being engaged, sure Casey proposed to me our 7th year, but now it seems as if people are scared into it., afraid of losing someone close to them at such a young age, that they feel marriage is the only way.
Well, I think I have rambled enough about this, when really this is something I want to put behind me. The Yule Ball is coming up and that means two weeks of holiday. No school, no students, and no work (unless of course the Order decides to send us on another mission…) just me and Casey, finally, It has been so long since we actually got to enjoy each others company. Maybe I can talk him into going home for some time, invite some friends over for a holiday party…hmm…I wonder if Oliver got my letter yet? I sent Saleel with it last night, I know Ol is busy all the time with the team, but I just hope he has enough time to take care of that for me…I want to surprise Casey this Christmas but if he doesn’t stop bugging me about it he wont have a present. He even resorted to using those horrid pet names…..He’s lucky to still be alive.
Well, it’s late and this is the last of my dreamless sleeping draught and I have better put it to good use, it’s still bothering me some, but no matter
Xoxo
Eve’s
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Post by Evelyn Winslow on Nov 8, 2015 11:04:29 GMT -8
Everything has been turned upside down, I don’t even know where to start with all of this mess. A few days ago we were called to an Order meeting; all of the Death Eaters that the Order placed in Azkaban are now free. They all escaped and now have rejoined the ranks of Voldemort. That alone can add an excessive amount of stress, but what happened next nearly made my heart stop.
Moody was going on about the escapees and Kingsley threw the idea of having a spy on the inside, a man right there with Voldemort into the equation. And Casey agreed. My heart felt like it was lodged in my throat, and what was worse, they all agreed to his decision.
As soon as the meeting was over I apparated out, I had to think, so I went back home and collapsed into a chair. I just couldn’t understand why, he told me at the meeting that he was doing this to keep me safe, but not one of us is safe from Voldemort and his Death Eaters. We knew that the moment we signed with the Order. Casey followed not long after and we talked, he explained to me his reasoning and I knew why he was doing it, but I still didn’t want him to go, but there was nothing I could do to change his mind, so now all I can do is be there for him as this all unfolds.
So now Casey is a Death Eater, he received the Dark Mark the day following the meeting and I got a little visit from Michelle. That little wench took me from our flat and to the Forbidden Forest where Voldemort was waiting. He tied me to a tree (yet again) put a silencing charm on me and started asking me questions about Casey. I answered them, acting like the two of us were fighting over his decision. I told Voldemort that I would put Casey into Azkaban myself and it seemed to work, he believed Casey to be a genuine follower. After Voldemort had all he wanted from me he placed a memory charm on me and left me unchoinsous in the forest.
When I finally made my way home, Casey was not looking very happy. He told me that we had a row. I couldn’t remember anything about having one; the only thing I could remember was sitting and waiting for him to come home. He took me to St. Mungo’s, my memory was restored, and I told him what happened. Michelle turned out to be the one Casey had the row with, she used a polyjuice potion. Casey surprised me with dinner reservations at the Black Rose, yes the most expensive, high end restaurant in the wizarding world. I couldn’t believe it, getting into that restaurant is nearly impossible. (It seems that hubby has a few tricks up his sleeve as well)
Despite our attempts to live as if nothing is happening, they just don’t seem to be working out that way. I was asleep a few nights ago, when I heard a loud crash from the living room. Thinking it was a Death Eater, I grabbed my wand and made my way out to find Casey…Drunk… Yes, he was drunk, the stress from all this finally caught up to him and pushed him to have his first few firewhiskeys.
A few days ago I was at the Three Broomsticks and I saw Jamie crying….Which is unusual in itself, when I asked her what was wrong she told me she was pregnant, and that Brian walked out when she told him. That poor girl, I couldn’t imagine what it must be like finding something like that out so young. We talked until she went back home and hopefully Jamie worked everything out with Brian.
Speaking of, Christmas is quickly approaching and that means the constant questioning from Casey’s mother about our own little surprise. And Casey seems to think that he can escape from the line of questions and leave me to fend for myself, ha! I still have to go shopping, that Quidditch game took a big chunk of my money but, I’ll manage. Well, it’s late and I need some sleep.
Xoxo
Eves
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and as much as I dont want to admit it, he's right. But I still got a long way to go to catch up with him. He's more of the adult out of the two of us.