Current mood:

anxious

I've got Charms parchments to grade and a lesson to prepare for tomorrow, but I can't concentrate on any of it. I saw this today, and... bloody hell, it's all I've thought about all day.

I haven't really had a serious talk with Ron about what's happened -- the Prophet article, the Seeing, the magic loss of all things -- because I didn't want to crowd him, and I didn't want to force him into talking about things that might upset him.

But I need to know that he's all right, and he needs to know that he can talk to me if he wants to, about anything really. I don't know shite about Seeing but I'm not sure anyone does, and it's just struck me that if Ron wants to talk about it, I need to learn everything I can. I'm just not sure how to approach him without coming off as a meddling older brother. Which I am.

Far too much to think about. This is my seventh sodding fag of the night; I'll have to send an Owl for more tomorrow.