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Owl to Rodolphus Jul. 27th, 2004 @ 06:25 pm
Is it still possible for myself to join your group? All other opportunities simply did not turn out and I simply cannot wait much longer. I realized that far too late. Too much innocent blood has been spilled because of this.

- A. Dolohov
Current Mood: predatorypredatory

Jul. 22nd, 2004 @ 08:31 am
They didn't get off the train.
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Changes Jul. 17th, 2004 @ 12:08 am
It's odd, how time can change people. Doesn't even have to be a lot. Just a few seconds will do.

Two months ago, I had the world seemingly at my fingertips. As of current? I might as well be the scum of a rotting toad.

So what have I kept myself busy in the past two months?

After disappearing after NEWTs (did anyone even notice? Doubt it - even if they had, it would be written off as my suffering a nervous breakdown of sorts) and barely staying around for the leaving feast . . . I've been going back to the motherland quite a bit. My appariation license has really paid off. I've also been talking with Headmaster Dumbledore as . . . he still believes that it will be possible for me to find myself a job in the ministry.

Today, I wrote him an owl that thanked him for his efforts but I will turn elsewhere to make my mark upon the world. If it were possible at all, I would leave this country for the motherland, but she still is crumbling under her own weight.

This is all that I can write for tonight. Mother and Father are arriving from the mother land early in the morning and they would not look upon me too kindly if I can not stay awake to meet them.
Current Mood: tiredtired

Private: One Goal Down - Now Move On To The Next May. 4th, 2004 @ 10:34 pm
Yesterday . . . Am I living in a dream? Is this all a dream? Will I wake up in mere moments to discover that it is early Saturday morning and the season final for the cup has yet to be decided? It seems so surreal to . . . to have won it.

How did we accomplish such a thing? Gryffindor was the head on favorite to begin with, Slytherin probably a close second and Hufflepuff and even closer third. Our season at the beginning was very poor as we simply hadn't found our rhythm but once we found it . . . we were riding a winning streak that just fueled our confidence and our playing ability.

It has been quite a long time since Ravenclaw has brought home the Quidditch cup. This marks something momentous - that the house is not only smart and unified, but we have heart and can battle it out just as long as the rest of the school, thus making us a force to be reckoned with.

I'm proud of my team. Proud of every one of them, despite the many hours I have spent yelling at them and how most of the time they just knew that it was something offensive as my tongue would go back to the native language. I'm proud of them as they listened and once we had down a few basic tactics, we could alter them slightly and add on various other movements that kept the opponents on their toes.

I can now leave Hogwarts, know that I have created something for Ravenclaw that has not been very strong in the past years -- a strong nucleus, a sense of pride for the blue and bronze. At the center of it this year, it has be myself, being both Head Boy and Quidditch captain along with seeker. Who will be it next year? I honestly can not say but I am sure that there will be multiple students who will strive to achieve the position and overall, creating an even better Ravenclaw in the process.

Now . . . What am I to do? To add the House cup would simply be amazing - Head Boy, Quidditch and House cup? I don't believe that has been achieved more than only a handful of times - and just further our status.

I have to turn my attention entirely to the future. NEWTs are only a matter of weeks away and I have yet to have secured a job with the Ministry. This is . . . proving to be quite the trying matter as . . . I am very close to simply trying to get a job here and try my luck elsewhere - any other Ministry in Europe would do as well.

Regardless - I still have to talk with Rodolphus Lestrange about trying to get in contact with the Knights. I do not recall him having knowledge of them, but surely being the Slytherin that he is, he has found a way to have more information about them.

I should do downstairs into the common room and tell them that parties simply are not allowed during the week but . . . I don't think one party is going to kill us. If they simply get too rowdy, I'll go then but . . . not until then.
Current Mood: jubilantjubilant

Nerves Apr. 30th, 2004 @ 09:49 pm
I should be nervous.

I really should be.

But I'm not.

Chat in the Library Apr. 10th, 2004 @ 11:53 pm
Rodolphus noticed the Head Boy sitting alone at a table in the corner of the room. He made his way over there, weaving his way through tables and short bookcases during his journey. Rodolphus sat in the chair opposite him, briefly flicking his gaze to see what it was that had the boy's rapt attention.

"How is your health?" Rodolphus politely asked his classmate.

Antonin partially covered the text with his hand and looked up at Rodolphus. "I have been better, but then again, I have been much worse as of late."

"Pleased to see you are doing well then," he replied. Rodolphus was slightly suspicious about the text, but decided not to ask about it - yet. Instead, there was a more pressing question that he wanted to ask. For now, he would appear to only make small talk. "Studying for the NEWTs?" he inquired while waving his hand over the books in front of the Ravenclaw.

'Partially'...Collapse )

Various subjects Apr. 4th, 2004 @ 09:21 pm
NEWTs are approaching at a breakneck pace. I am becoming quite worried about them as I haven't been able to study as much as I would like to due to quidditch.

I haven't been able to fully focus on any particular area due to the plain and simple fact that I can not cope well under stress. The latest string in losses on the quidditch pitch shows that and so does the fact that I received an unsatisfactory grade on my potions essay.

I am also slightly worried at the fact that my parents have not owled me in quite some time. I will have to remedy this situation by sending one out first thing tomorrow morning. I will have to inform them of my improving health and all of the various medicines that I am currently taking to ensure that I do not have a relapse of any sort.

I do believe there was something else that I needed to attend to . . . I'm sure it will come to me in a matter of moments regardless.
Current Mood: workingworking

Recovery Mar. 14th, 2004 @ 07:50 pm
Madam Pomfrey has only now decided that I am to know what has caused me such grief over the past few days. I have some sort of a respiratory infection which is quite aggressive after being dormant for years - she assumes, this doesn't mean that I just happened to breathe in something foul on Tuesday and that it decided to attack the next day.

She believes that I picked it up while living in Russia and that my trip back to Russia over the break only aggravated it out of its dormant state. I am unsure if I believe that or not considering that if I did have it back then, wouldn't the move here have caused it to act sooner? I am very wary of all of this speculation.

I am also slightly concerned with the fact that I still am in the hospital wing. She isn't sure how to treat it, as she said that she's only dealt with only a case or two that were similar to this and it was back when she was in her training to be a mediwitch and she hasn't practised it since.

I am tempted to suggest that she just let me out and see if I collapse on my own or not as I am tired of lying on the bed and while I do have my books and some of my duties to attend to, it simply is not the same as when I try to read, I get a lecture about how I don't need to strain too much and that the dust particles may only make my condition worse.

I even spoke to Dumbledore about it earlier and he agrees with Madam Pomfrey. Thus, I am stuck in here until at least Wednesday, as they both agreed that if I am not well by then, I will either attend regular classes or a specialist from St. Mungo's will come by and examine me.

However, I have accomplished a few things - mostly at night when no one is around badgering me - in my stay here. I have outlined and set very specific goals on a piece of parchment, signed it along with the date and I will check it in ten years and see what all I have not accomplished. I have also prepared new quidditch tactics to practise, assuming that I will be able to continue playing.

I have also finished reading some books -- the twelve books over the goblin wars that Emmie lent me some time ago, sorry about taking so long to return them -- and attempted to once again get in contact with the Ministry about jobs that would open up for this upcoming summer.

I received a rather . . . short and rash letter saying that they were not interested in 'my sort'.

If I was naive, I would say that I simply owled them at the wrong time - but I'm not. I'm not at all and I fully know what they are talking about.


The Knights of Walpurgis.

They're becoming more important, more urgent in my mind.

I thought better of asking someone to try to research them in the library, but once I get a chance when I'm well, ask Dumbledore for permission to go to the Ministry library or archives to see what information they have there on them.

They're helping my people, and despite my parents seemingly opinion of them (proud people would never accept help, that is their motto) I want to do what I can to get my people out of this hole that we have been put in.

Perhaps once I know enough, I would be able to even join them and get others to join as people have to help each other through the hard times to get to peaceful ones.
Current Mood: draineddrained

Sickness Mar. 9th, 2004 @ 10:11 am
I fear that I am quite drastically under the weather today as I awoke to hear Slatero's and Flitwick's discussion if I should or should not be moved to the hospital wing. I vainly tried to speak up but I found that by drawing attention to myself, they both grew quite worried and silently decided that I was to be moved to the hospital wing.

I am not sure of what time that took place but I have been here for multiple hours already.

Madam Pomfrey, no matter how I plead with her, will not tell me what I am suffering from, nor will she inform me on my recovery time.

I am taking this as a very bad omen, and thus, I ask the student body to please behave themselves --- polls asking students to show how the popularity of other students by asking of how attractive other male and female students is simply begging for trouble.

Emme -- can you be a dear and fetch the assignments that I am missing today? I fear that I picked the worst day to miss as I'm quite sure new material will be covered in DADA, Transfiguration, and Arithmancy.

Perhaps . . . No, I will not dare to write that down. My only objective today is to restore my health and find out what ails me.
Current Mood: sicksick

Quidditch Results Mar. 7th, 2004 @ 10:23 pm
Good game, Ravenclaw.

See what happens when we put our minds to it?

This is how we are finishing the season.

We will beat Gryffindor next time we play them.

I promise you all that.
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
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