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I appears I get to grace the lot of you with my written word. It's been awhile, has it not? I'm sure you all missed me a great deal. Who all can read these things, anyway? It would be a good idea to know my public.
Regardless, living away from my ancestral home and chatting with the faceless public is apparently part of my penance. The best part of it all is that I get to live next to everyone's favourite hero, Mister Harry Potter himself. A blessing in disguise, I'm sure.
I'm going to have to send out a few owls to get things a little more straightened out, though. I cannot comfortably dwell in such a sparse flat. All things considered, however, it is a bit more spacious than my previous residence. There is that. It's quite nice to see the outdoors, after all is said and done.
Nymphadora, it was good to spend some time with you after my release. You're looking well. I hear you've spawned a nice little half-breed. Does he take after you or his father? Great genes, really, all around. I've always been fond of puppies.
Can't say I really knew the other Auror they burdened me with. Carmichael, I think he introduced himself as. Something such. Nice bloke, really. Could use a better wardrobe, not that I could say anything at the time, honestly. If anyone knows him, let him know I'd be glad to send him to a few tailors I know.
Kingsley's put on some weight since you all put down the Dark L You Know Who. Good riddance, really. Fellow had a few things loose, I don't mind saying. Truly, there are better ways with dealing with Mudbloods than having them killed or tortured. After all, house elves are only so efficient.
Anyway, I'm losing interest in this project already, so I will put down the quill and go for a stroll in this lovely British weather. I will be keeping an eye out for old friends! I'll be sure to say hello and such if I see anyone I remember.
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