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Early July, 1997 - I spoke with Bill, and he seemed very happy to see me. We're roughly the same age, though I'd always considered him a bit of a prat. But that was back in the days of school rivalries. When I still had some pride for Slytherin house. It's hard to believe I'd once been apart of the same house that the Dark Lord had come out of, and where Snape, the Malfoys. I curse this heritage of mine, I know full well that my family would have supported the recent events and I am sickened to now realize once again that I have no home. Not at Hogwarts, and not anywhere else.

My bones ache for this new school, a new chance to help fight the encroaching darkness. In my youth I once respected the power that dark wizards have at their command, but I've come to learn that they are mere cowards, hiding behind their power and affluence, a pack of hounds that ought to have been put down long ago.

I regret my choices, but I shall move on.

I've come to the town of Slatsarbor to inspect the school. Audric should be more than willing, though I did fail to notify him properly. I do hope he'll understand.

I'll probably be heading back to take the train ride with my students. It seems silly, but I feel as though it might certainly be important.

I think I'll also be visiting Samantha before I move into the castle. The last time she wrote to me it was a howler, screaming about how insensitive I was in front of Lupin and Molly. As embarrassing as that was, I deserved it for not letting her know that I was alright. Perhaps she'll come to Slatsarbor once in awhile, it would be nice to see her more often than I have recently.