I don't know....

This has become far too common an occurence with me.

He told me to leave, I plead guilty to every one of his accusations, and he took me back again. Does that make sense?

A pretty face is never a curse.

Barty stayed in the office all night, and I stayed with Arnold, so we all are happy. Barty seems delighted by the Prophet's article, though personally I would have objected to having Joan of Arc stand symbolically in for me. I doubt certain people will ever let him live that one down. I'd consider calling him Joan, except I know where that would ( Read more... )

Given the circumstances, I hadn't slept with Barty for well over a month, and I had quite forgotten how passionate he can be. And so very sincere in his devotion, as if I were the light of his life, rather than the stand-by when other arrangements falls through. If he were a Muggle, I'd suggest pyschological therapy, but as it is, I'll carry on as ( Read more... )

I went to the opera last night. Alone.

Tristan and Isolde is a great piece of art, to be sure, but bothers me more than I can possily explain. Theoretically, there is a love potion involved, but I know what Wagner is trying to tell me. That Eros is all overruling. It isn't ( Read more... )

It just occured to me today...

Should we begin looking for a new wife for Augustus?

Inquiring minds want to know!

The joys of arranging other peoples' lives. Any other matchmaking I can do at the Ministry?