Dover Ainsworth

I got tagged to do a few interviews for possible interns at the Department this summer. Molly and Caroline. Star liked both of them, at least. They did well. This whole interviewing thing isn't really my jazz, but I asked some good questions, I think. At least it's not up to me to decide who gets it and who doesn't.

I should mirror Meg, see if she wants to go riding.

Those two little horses I got at the adoption, I found names for them. The mare is Star, she looks to be about five. The colt is Horatio. He's about three, it seems, a budding stallion.

It was all going great. Meg came over for lunch to the house in Wales where I've been keeping them on the third day. She brought one of hers, Demi. It grew butterfly wings. She went outside to check on 'Ratio and Star. It turns out, Horatio isn't small anymore. He's a full sized almost-Stallion. I can't take care of him, really. I don't have the time or the money. Meg suggested that he could stay at their place, and Smitty could train him as a racer. It's possible. She's going to ask her father. In the meantime, though, Star doesn't have anyone to hang out with. I don't want her to be bored, so I've started to bring her into the office with me. She's been a big hit there.

Umm...since when have I had a pink scooter...with teady bear mirrors?

What the hell happened at that party? I have no idea why I did anything I did.

I think I tried to kill someone. It's fuzzy. Why? And then...all I remember is that things were really wierd. Like...those old muggle cartoons I've seen.

I'm thinking I should report this, but what if I was just hallucinating?

I've never done drugs. I don't think I did drugs. But I have no idea what happened.

I stopped by to see Paige after the attack. I'd been up all night, and I didn't realize how early it was. Luckily she was awake, but we had to be quiet so we didn't wake Erik. We talked out on the porch for a while. She's a very straightforward person. We talked about what was going on, then she set me up on a date with that friend of her's Meg, who I met at the store.

Meg and I had dinner at a nice little Italian place. It was very charming. Good food, great service. She's a really interesting person. We share a lot of interest in animals and travel. She likes horses, also. She invited me over for tea sometime. I think I will. It turns out that Ana, the girl in my year back in school, is Meg's sister.

We went to a little jazz club she knew about after dinner. She's really a wonderful dancer. It's been a while since I had so much fun with that style of dance, instead of the newer, hipper stuff.

It was a great night.

I got some wonderful new icons from bb_binns! I'll be showing them off in my posts, of course, because I'm LJ-incompetent and don't want to figure out how to put them in an entry. Thanks!

They decided to attack the free treats event at the pet shop. With pigs.

I ran into Paige. First time in a while. She was with that Daniel kid, and a girl named Meg.

No time for reunions, of course. Turned out the pigs were actually Tebo, disguised as pigs. I don't even want to think about how much pain they must have been in. It's disgusting. Whoever did this deserves to die.

This is why I hate my job sometimes. I hate firing at things. They aren't evil. They were just following their instincts. At least we got them all under control without killing them. And the Aurors got one of the people that did it.

Not the leader, though.

Kyrie's off doing who knows what, who knows where. All we heard was that she was off on some Ministry assignment. Nothing more. Bloody hell, I hate when the higher-ups get all mysterious. I start worrying so much. I've tried calling her mirror, but there's been no response. She's on assignment, though, so I assume they know what they're doing. No word on when she'll be back, either. I just don't know.

Led a raid on a warehouse in central London this morning. We caught a few low level thugs doing some illegal trading in creatures. It disgusts me. The condition they put these things in. I wrote up the file, sent it over to the MLE to deal with. The creatures are being relocated to a Reserve. I hope they recover. Bloody morons.

A new batch of promotions just went around. I was passed over again. No surprise. The only openings are in Disposal, really, and I'd never take that job.

Because I feel like it.

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Owwwwww.

I don't know which hurts more.

The stab wounds, or knowing that I failed.

Paige turned up at the office today. She wanted more information about the Aethonon races, so I took her to Magical Games and Sports, then down to the Chalice. She said she might compete.

If she does, I'll try and make sure she gets Zeus. He reminds me of her in a lot of ways. They're both feisty, they're both independent, but they can make a deep personal bond.

I went out to check on them right after she left. Sure enough, Zeus turned up first. Kyrie was there, too, with some people from MGS. Apparently, there was a false alarm on one of the wards.

We talked a bit. She's annoyed because of relationship troubles, it seems. Guys only wanting sex, it sounded like. I comforted her as much as I could. I don't know what else I could do.

She helped me look over a few more of the Aethonons. She noticed that one was pregnant, which I had missed. So, that's one down from the racing ranks, but we should still have enough.

We raced back to London. That was fun.

Don't have much time to write. These races have got us booked up all to hell.

I need to find some time to talk to Paige. I wonder if she's going to be racing. We haven't seen each other in too long. I hope she's doing alright.

Attacks...attacks, more attacks. It keeps going on and on. Will it ever stop?

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Had a Sunday morning, extra credit class today. We went down into the lake. It was fun, I think. Some of the kids were so cute. When I was changing everyon's clothing into swiming stuff, Jeremy wanted badgers on his.

We ran into grindylows, but were far enough back. A hippocampus, which is rare in fresh water, but it must have been bred that way. I would have kept going, but Jeremy got attacked by a dugbog. Got it stunned quick enough, but we had to go up.

We had a bit of discussion at the surface about what we saw, then I dismissed them all for breakfast. I took the dugbog back to the office with me, gave some trainee the job of relocating it.

Good day's work.

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Randy and Paige...how did they end up so connected? You get one, you get the other, I guess.

I'm worried...Paige is still sick. So is Kyrie. No miraculous cure yet. I just need her feeling better. Both of them. I love Paige, and Kyrie is a great friend. I wish they were both fine. I wish everyone were fine. I just wish this had never happened.

Oh...Kyrie said she had a date. In the hospital. Some American guy came over, and I think she said they watched a movie or something. A little odd, I guess, but to each their own. Especially those Americans.

I met Erik a bit back. He has a date for that hospital show now. I'll do my best to turn up, like I said I would. Depends on work, I guess.

Randy. I ran into her at the Ministry, and she invited me to Indian food. I'd just ate, so I just sat there while we talked. It didn't take long. She told me not to touch Paige because of some 'shimmer' and 'feeding' thing, and that my intentions with her better be honorable. They are!

I'm feeling so down these last few days. Hope I'm not catching something...

( Cause he's such a sucker for his friends. )

Ow. Ow owowowowowowow.

I don't think I can describe it any other way. It hurts. Like hell.

Note to self. Fire + Me = Bad. Badbadbadbad.

It was a party! People don't die at parties! Someone needs to tell the dark wizards that. I like my leisure time. I don't get much of it. Why did they have to go blow up my street?

Wand destroyed? Check.
Stuck in Mungos? Check.
Second-Degree Burns? Check.
Failed miserably fighting off dark wizards? Check.
Basically sat around uselessly while someone took down the wards and then got me out? Check.
Talked to Paige yet? Not check. Need to do that. I don't want her to be worried when she sees me, though.

Bloody plague. Paige has got it. Kyrie has got it. Both of them are stuck up in Mungos until...well, who knows. Paige at least had energy. She seemed glad to see me. Kyrie though...she was talking about her will, and who would look after the unicorn if she died. I tried to get her off the subject, but I hate seeing her so depressed.

And all of this coming right on the heels of so much good stuff. Paris was amazing, and I met Daniel and Edward there. And after the show was lots of fun too. The Eiffel Tower by night is beautiful. Well, Paris in general by night is beautiful. Then we get home and...all this happens. Great. Life is a crazy messed up bastard.

I think there's something with Paige. She insists that we don't know each other well enough. She calls it 'affection', but I think it's something more. We'll see, I guess.

I'm going to try and get off work to see her fashion show in Paris. With the trap they set for Kyrie, though, we might need everyone there. She-Kyrie-came into my office this morning. She wanted to talk about the trap. She seemed really shaken up. I did my best to comfort her...but there's something awkward between us.

I've got my first NEWT lecture coming up, and it should be lots of fun. Got some special plans worked out, so hopefully it turns out alright.

Lots of work...