Remus J. Lupin

I'm beginning to feel neglected, or perhaps forgotten.

I'd like to have a word with some people. They won't be named, but I trust that they'll know who they are.

If I had a wand–

Bad news, folks.

Please inquire within.

Fourty-one.

Cor, I feel a lot older than that right now.

[Handwriting is shaky and poorly legible.]

Please tell me someone can read this.
Anyone. I can't afford to be selective.
It took the efforts of months to get this journal through the bars. A guard thought it'd be amusing to put it just out of my reach.
Please
Please tell me–

RJL