It's been a month - or, yes, a little more. We're near half-way through with April and I can't help that my thoughts drift toward Meaghan. Meaghan, Rio, the child ... I want them. I regret - when I am not looking at Marlene and Remus - staying behind. I regret being selfless.

I just want to see my child born. I want to watch it grow.

... and we have shipping manifests.

Marlene is staying at my place for a while.

Andromeda, I have found and purchased the house you were looking for. It's in a rural Muggle district in Surrey so I think we'll be under any Purist radars. I've warded it a little less severely than the original safehouse since we'll be having people coming in and out but I don't see why we can't make it unplottable.

Here's a photo. ( Under the cut. )

Meaghan Xanda will see that she arrived safely. The less I know, until it is time to join her, the better. I miss her I will not darken the door of our house again. Not until the day that we re-take Britain and she can pass the threshold in my arms.

Until then, I shall not let my purpose here be blunted.

Congratulations are in order to James, Remus and Andromeda for planting the listening devices. How soon will we know who picked them up?

Andromeda, I'll have your house by Wednesday.

I am staying at the old flat in London, the one I had always lived at, if anyone needs me for anything. But I'm not letting any 'unnamed foreign terrorist' get the jump on me. It's time to fight. I'm tired being sitting ducks; I'm tired of letting them pick us off, one by one while Fenrir bloody fucking Greyback acts like he's been reformed by the people who made him.

We may not be an army, we may not have years of offensive training at our beck, but we're passionate. We're creative, intelligent, and we're on the right side.

There's no other way to soften the blow, is there? Meaghan and Kirley are dead.

She went to her manager's house to get a few things ... there were wards, they got her before I could get there. The fucking Death Eaters. The house is a pile of ash.

just ash -- there were no bodies There are no remains. If you have any questions, I don't have the answers. That is all there is. This is all I have for you.

DO you not hear me calling, white deer with no horns?
I have been changed to a hound with one red ear;
I have been in the Path of Stones and the Wood of Thorns,
For somebody hid hatred and hope and desire and fear
Under my feet that they follow you night and day.
A man with a hazel wand came without sound;
He changed me suddenly; I was looking another way;
And now my calling is but the calling of a hound;
And Time and Birth and Change are hurrying by.
I would that the Boar without bristles had come from the West
And had rooted the sun and moon and stars out of the sky
And lay in the darkness, grunting, and turning to his rest.

Use the journals or a patronus if you need Meaghan. You can also reach her through me.

Another owlpost today with family pictures and photos of Meaghan's Quidditch contracts. I have every reason to believe it was Meaghan's Quidditch Manager - Angus MacLeod, that they were sending to her piecemeal.

Marlene and Remus are unharmed at the safehouse. I'm certain some Calming Draught, Dreamless Sleep or Pain potion wouldn't be remiss. Marlene's story is her own and I'll certainly leave her to tell it.

James, Aberforth, did you make it out?

We managed to get some information and it will be analysed tomorrow at the safehouse.

No need to panic. There's not a stitch of permanent damage unless you count that elf James bopped with the candle stick. Currently on my way to bed. I'm covered in soot but if anyone has questions, I'll be happy to field them until I pass out.

The Order is going to infiltrate the Malfoy home and try to get information from Lucius Malfoy's study. This has come about because of a dinner-party invitation Narcissa Malfoy sent to Marlene (who was, of course, masquerading as someone else during the Masquerade).

I am going to help them dismantle any wards and get Marlene out of the viper's den as soon as is possible. I know that you will probably not want me to do this. But I hope that you understand that it's a good chance. It's a risk that must be taken. And I trust Marlene, Aberforth, Remus and James.

FYI: Sean O'Casey, famous Muggle Irish playwright, has a Muggleborn identification card.

The Order will not survive structured as it is and then the charwoman will sweep up the ashes and we’ll have nothing to rise from. Sometimes to fight evil, you have to take a step away from the light. How did Nietzsche – to gaze into the abyss the abyss must also gaze into you? Yes. I fear this will destroy us all.

I know that you were there while I was doing it but it makes me feel better to write it down. The stone shed/smokehouse behind the safe house was cleaned out for Remus’s use. He can walk into it as a man, but after he transforms, it’s warded to keep him in. It’s warded to absorb sound.

There’s a camp cot in the corner with a fleece blanket and a pillow. Also, beneath a wash stand, there are towels as well as soap for post transformation.

You’ll need to bring him clothes – I’m assuming – as well as being present to let the wards down in the morning. I hope it's what you're looking for.

Please, please, please stay in your houses and don’t provoke anyone until we can reach some kind of consensus. I can’t won’t lose any of you.

Marlene, Hestia and I should soon have pertinent information about the Dragonpox vaccinations being provided to the Muggleborns at the clinic in Hogsmeade.

Please use this ward to talk to one another – we have to maintain lines of communication if we’re going to make it through this. I don’t care what you say, please just say something.

In light of Abe's warning, I propose a Muggle movie-night. Soda, pop-corn, chocolate and big heaps of quilts.

To continue this discussion begun by Damocles and Marlene:

'Separate but equal' - even in the Muggle world is never equal (not even remotely egalitarian). In the light of Malfoy's Foundation opening special Muggleborn clinics, I think the Order should do some investigating.

We need to make sure that the Purists aren't inoculating unsuspecting Muggleborns with anything more than the vaccine they need to ensure that they don't get Dragonpox.

Marlene and I will break into one of the clinics to steal a dose of the vaccination and we will then send it to Damocles who will test the liquid for anything other than what should be in there.

P.S. -- Chloris Burke's desire to interpellate the masses with her disgusting attempt at creating a Wizarding museum is going to be the death of me. If I can get in touch with my old contacts, I will do what I can to make the getting of said magical artifacts as difficult as I may.

I re-warded the safe house. If you want to enter it now, the following items are required:

One copper disc with the inscription "condicio sine qua non" (which you can retrieve from me this evening as I will be standing at the edge of the safe-house's grounds - on the canal side - waiting for your arrival - I'm going home at 8.00 pm). I made them, they're the only ones that will work.

One goose feather

One stalk of heather