I have a new kitten. His name is Carrington. Bellatrix found him. He's quite... rambunctious. He's already ruined a pair of my trousers. But he's quite warm and the house is a touch drafty, so I suppose I can put up with him. I've never had a pet before, unless Mother's old owl counts. Nasty brute, that thing used to be. It's dead now, I suppose. Good riddance.

I've registered with the Ministry. It was the easiest way to cut through the red tape at Gringotts. Turns out that my personal savings account never did get incorporated into the family vault. I was still listed as "missing" when Mother died, so she couldn't close it for me. And I suppose that you, Sirius, probably didn't even think of me. Figures.

Private to Self:
Oh, Lord. There's a kidnapped boy in the spare room.

Grindelwald told Bella and I to keep on eye on him, make sure he stays where he is. Not difficult right now, seeing as he's been unconscious since he got here.

I do not feel good about this. I mean, Grindelwald is working for a better world, I know that. But the guy in the spare room... He's even younger than me. How much of a threat could he possibly be? I do not feel good about this at all.