Ophelia (Dawlish) Ketteridge

"It is not the strongest
of the species that survives,
nor the most intelligent that survives.
It is the one that is
the most adaptable to
change."( Read more... )

Friends are God's way of
apologizing to us for our families.( Read more... )

WARDED TO DORCAS MEADOWES:

Hey, I'm going to need a raincheck on those birthday drinks. Something's come up, and I can't leave.

I'm just going to leave this here. For strategic cheering up purposes.

( Pic )

WARDED TO FRIENDS & FAMILY:

And to just tell you all how much I appreciate you. I have the best family and friends in the whole world. Love you.

WARDED TO DORCAS & ALICE:

So it's been a couple months (and a couple of days, but who's counting) since Nathan and I got married. Since we were called out on that broadcast, I can't shake the feeling that changing my name on all my documents was stupid. But we haven't heard anything since that broadcast, not about us, and I'm starting to slip into that lull you get when you feel like maybe, for the time being, you're safe.

Except... Nathan's job. It's not like he can hide in a hole, and one of us is bound to slip up. How do you handle it? The stress of it all? Dorcas got injured not long ago, and Alice, you and Frank have been hurt more times than I can count. How do you handle the constant worry that something might happen?

WARDED TO DORCAS:

Which reminds me, what's going on with Henry? Last I heard, you two were pissy at the other and the blurting out of adorations and stuff. Details, D.

WARDED TO NATHAN:

We missed our two month anniversary. & one of these days, we're going to have to take a mini-break for our honeymoon or something. I still feel like I never get to fucking see you

WARDED TO NATHAN:

You got a couple of moments?

WARDED PRIVATE:

I think after last night's broadcast, I need something happy. Who was it they killed on the wireless? They never said a name or what they did to deserve it in their eyes. Was it a Halfblood who was dating a Pureblood? The "blood traitor" himself? Was it a Muggleborn? Was it some "random" Muggle they didn't name because they didn't think he mattered enough?

No one is talking about it besides one person who thought it would be smart to taunt them. There's always someone who thinks they can hide behind the journals because it's worse, they're not real people who reply.

Fucking hell, I really need something happy.

WARDED TO FRIENDS & FAMILY:

I'm bringing this little guy home for the weekend. We're trying to figure out if he's got some kind of stomach bug or if it's just acid reflux or a food allergy of some sort. But damn, look at his face.

( Cut for picture )
And no, Nathan, he won't be sleeping in your jumper.

WARDED TO KETTERIDGES (MARRIED, DATING):

Nathan is in one of those weird arse moods tonight.

Case in point: ( Cut for pic )

I'm currently taking bribes. I'll hide his cashmere or smack him for a freaking donut.

WARDED TO HENRY HART:

Well done you. Finally grew a pair, eh?

WARDED TO FRIENDS & FAMILY:

I just heard about the broadcast. Does anyone need anything? Tea? Calming Draught? An escape plan?

WARDED TO NOAH BURBAGE & DORCAS MEADOWES:

Noah, this is Dorcas. Dorcas, this is Noah.

Noah, Dorcas is an Auror. She was one of my dorm-mates at Hogwarts and has a lot of horror stories to share about our time there. Dorcas, Noah works in Ludicrous Patents and has a slight affinity for musicals, thanks to his boss.

And what a coincidence! You're both outspoken, especially when it comes to Death Eaters and You Know Who.

Now kiss. Before Henry bollo

WARDED TO FRIENDS (MINUS NOAH BURBAGE) & FAMILY:

Oh friends of mine, do you have any single lady friends who might not be adverse to going on a blind date?

Every single animal at the sanctuary is behaving weirdly. If you've never been bitten by a freaking puffskein, consider yourself normal. There's this weird tension in the air here that's hard to describe, but it feels like something is going to explode. We've been fielding owls and walk-ups all morning about people's animals doing the same.

If your animal is behaving that strangely, I urge you to connect with the Ministry for Magic's Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. The Pokeby Sanctuary, while it is a habitat, rescue, and zoo for magical and mundane beasts, does not have unlimited space or persons to handle your animal. Please isolate your pet (or future food source) where it cannot hurt itself or you.

We don't know what's going on with your pet or that stray animal on the street, but we're looking into it as quickly as we can.

New project at work. We're getting a new brochure ready to go out for everything we've done in the last six months. That means sorting through all the recent photos and figuring out which ones are the best to go into it. People seem to I'm still pruning, but I thought these were some of the cutest, and well, some of my favourite animals.

( Cut! )

WARDED TO JOHN DAWLISH:

Patrick told me it's stupid not to try and smooth things out with you. I know you came to the wedding, but I also know you weren't happy about it either. So I just wanted to say thank you so much for putting aside your feelings on it, because it really would have fucking sucked in a few months or years to know you weren't there.

Whatever I say - because god knows I say a lot of bullshit - I want you to know that I love you for this. For a lot of reasons, but that especially.

WARDED TO PATRICK DAWLISH:

Hey you. Just wanted to let you know that I left a ward for John so you won't have to talk to him.

Unless he doesn't reply.

Then I'm going to end up howling at him & probably won't need your help with "a talk."

Thanks for giving me that kick in the ass.

WARDED TO NATHAN KETTERIDGE:

Nope.

It's still weird.

WARDED TO FRIENDS:

I have some kind of important news, in light of last night's broadcast.

WARDED TO JOHN & PORTIA DAWLISH:

I'm sure that Porti I don't know how to

So... I'm getting married.

WARDED TO NATHAN KETTERIDGE:

You come home RIGHT this instant.

I NEED to know that you're okay.

WARDED TO JOHN & PORTIA:

Please chime in and tell me that you're okay. I have to know.

WARDED TO PORTIA DAWLISH:

My brother informed me that you're doing a mural for the baby's room (and can I squeal about that? because there is so much squealing to be done!). I know you're pretty good and all, but I thought maybe you could come out to the sanctuary for a bit of inspiration? It pays to have a sister-in-law who can let you get up close and personal to pretty much any animal. There's a baby unicorn - all gold and wobbly and tiny! He's only a few weeks ago, so this is prime fluffiness time.

Say the word, and I'll set it up!

WARDED TO NATHAN KETTERIDGE:

I don't know how much more of this I can take.

WARDED TO FRIENDS & FAMILY:

You lot okay?

Gemma, the secretary at the habitat, found a stray kneazle kitten in her neighbourhood yesterday. Ever since Butler died a few months ago, we've been on the look-out for a kitten for the office. We already have a dog, a couple birds, some fish, and more than enough puffskeins for the office. We just needed a kitten to round it out.

God, I love being surrounded by animals.

Say hello to Poppy. She's not currently allowed to go near Alfie, the dog, while we're checking everything out, but she's cute and chatty and I WANT ONE.

( POPPY & ALFIE ARE ADORABLE )

Because Merlin knows we need SOME fluff in our lives.

WARDED TO FRIENDS & FAMILY OF NATHAN KETTERIDGE (includes friends of Ophelia who would know Nathan through her):

I meant to do this last week but between birthing unicorns and then both Nathan and I getting sick, it slipped my mind. Tomorrow is Nathan's birthday, and he's going to be the dreaded 36. I know weekdays aren't all that great for spontaneous get-togethers so I'm open to suggestions.

What evenings do you lot have off in the next week? Preferably tomorrow through Sunday.