It's hard to believe it's August. Where does the time go?

Private to Pads.

I'm doing something I think you'd like. I'm doing it for you really. I know you're watching. Sometimes I feel like you're right hear next to me, and though that'd be a little pervy considering what I did before breakfast in the shower, the rest of the time it's nice. Anyway-- back to what you'll like.

You remember that second house my parents had in Godric's Hollow? The one I talked about fixing up last year before the first one got burnt down. I'm moving in. I haven't told Uncle Charlus or Gaius or anyone but you. I'm going to go look at it this afternoon, but it was where my dad's dad was born and it's been completely warded up for years but I went in once with dad when I was about twelve and it still had furniture and things. It's old and it smelled like Grimmauld Place but I can't go back to the Order and I feel like, just in case you were right, I need a place for myself. Somewhere to go and hide or think or live if I have to.

It's got a nice big shed for Shadow and well-- it's in Godric's Hollow which is where Potters belong. I plan on going to get her late tonight, and no worries, I'll take good care of her.

Private to Gaius.

Thank you for letting me see Peter last night, and thanks again for the Snitch. It's been a rough few days but I'm finally feeling better. Did the funeral go alright? Uncle Charlus seemed really cranky this morning during my lessons. I couldn't make a crucio work and he ended up using one on a house elf to prove a point.

Private to Lily.

How's Harry?