Morning of the 12th
If anyone has seen Meda Lestrange since yesterday, I would sincerely appreciate any information on her whereabouts. I've not got much here, but should you find her before I do, you can have whatever you wish...

I just need her found. I need to know that she's safe.

Private to Sirius Black
You, sir, are dead. Whenever she's safe and I have time to worry on something other than that, I swear to you I will hunt you down and make you wish that you had never spoken to her in such a manner. I can't see your words, because you're a coward and you hid them, but I know they must have been truly horrendous to make her so upset. If you want things to go easier on you (though believe me, Black, there's no getting out of this now) you will write her an apology and pray that she has her journal with her to see it.

/Private

Private to Meda
Sweetheart...wherever you are, I need you to come back. I searched the forest all night last night, Cissa practically had to drag me home. I'm starting to get really worried. I need you to be alright.

/Private

Private to Cissa

Gods, Cissa...what am I going to do? I want to go home. I want to go home where she's not dead.

/Private

Private to self

She's dead. She wasn't anywhere in the forest and she's dead. I don't know where else she could be were she not half eaten by some beast in the forest or drowned in some body of water or...

I'm going to kill him. Black. I'm going to kill him and show him how very WRONG he was.