Order Only: How are you all?

[alt_sirius]

Moony, is Nymphadora all right? Only that, you know, the full moon's tonight. Have you a way to see she's tended to if she needs it?

Bill? What's been happening? Did you talk to your department head on Friday?

Alice, feeling better? How's Colin bearing up?

I'm sure I sound like a nervous auntie, but give us a clue, will you?

Me, I'm rustling up more supplies for you, paying Sabola and keeping tabs on that situation. It sounds like Remus' owl order business is doing well, so I doubt the wisdom of pulling out from Sabola's operations, at least right away. Clarriker over at Folkestone and a few of the other imports houses have also been in contact through the Calais-Dover channels (by which I mean, Marguerite, who has been invaluable in keeping the home Floo open while I've been filling the larders). It seems that with the restrictions and all, many people are asking for imported goods over domestic. I guess it makes sense that imported substances are less likely to bring in contagion. Odd, since usually it's the other way round in epidemics!

Anyway, I'm doing well. Haven't heard from Harry, but I suppose that's not surprising, given the quarantine. I gather owls are hard to come by.

I just hate waiting for news as much as the next wizard, I suppose.

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[alt_bill]

Went into to talk to my boss, Plympton. I couldn't read much in the way of reaction from him when I offered to provide whatever help possible, but at least he didn't reject the offer out of hand.

I'm sure that Bellatrix Lestrange and her merry band will get around to me eventually.

[alt_molly]

Don't even joke like that.

[alt_bill]

Better to joke then the alternative, Mum.

[alt_molly]

What's the alternative, for Merlin's sake?

[alt_bill]

Dunno, really. Go shouty-crackers, or start popping off hexes, I suppose.

You know, right now I almost envy the twins. They can get into the worst sorts of trouble, and you think they're going to have their hides finally nailed to the wall, but somehow they emerge unscathed every time, cracking jokes. I wish I had their, er...aplomb.

[alt_molly]

Oh, mercy. The thought of those two running afoul of Bellatrix Lestrange...

It's enough to turn my hair grey.

[alt_alice]

We've still got emergency portkeys at the drop point, Bill. You know how they work, and the password hasn't changed. Please, for my state of mind, be sure you have one just in case you need to leave in a hurry.