Free at last.

[lupercusna]

Thank God Almighty, I'm free at last.

Shall be in the flat tonight, since I'm not up for long distances quite yet, accompanied by a certain house-elf with a penchant for socks. Thank you, Albus. I will look after Dobby as best I can, while he looks after me.

The short of it: I'll never run any marathons, and no longer can I incorporate interpretive dance into any lectures, but I can stand and walk a bit, I can breathe, and food's staying down, and that's really all anyone can hope for on a daily basis isn't it?

Harry, I might see you at the weekend. Talk to Sirius, I believe he was going to look into it.

And Sirius? Thank you. See you tonight, perhaps? Give you a tour of the place.

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[jadedsirius.livejournal.com]

What time should I come over?

[lupercusna]

I'm there now, so anytime would be lovely.

I'll put the kettle on.

[just-harry.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[percyneedsalife.livejournal.com]

Hullo, darling Harry old bean. Listen, have you still got that pocketknife you used to have?

[just-harry.livejournal.com]

Yeah, why?

[percyneedsalife.livejournal.com]

George's moaning an awful lot. I think he might need something removed.

[just-harry.livejournal.com]

Okay, I think you should probably go to St Mungo's, really fast.

[percyneedsalife.livejournal.com]

I suppose the ski trip's off, then. Typical, Professor.

[lupercusna]

My deepest regrets, of course. I was so looking forward to colliding with trees at high speeds.

[missgranger.livejournal.com]

Out of curiosity, sir - are you paying Dobby?

[lupercusna]

I offered, Hermione, but he seemed most vexed by it. And I have it on good authority that he is still taking in his usual pay packet from Hogwarts, so I think I might have overwhelmed the poor thing.

However, he seems enamored of my single-sock collection, so I think we may have found a happy compromise on the subject of compensation.

How goes the potion, dear?