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This past week has flown by. I suppose that's mostly because of all the time I've spent trying to untangle the mess this place turned into the minute I left. I still don't understand how it could have gotten this bad, but at least it's all stuff that can be fixed with a little time and effort. Unlike my other problems
And when I need a break, there's Ron. And the kids. The kids actually seemed to have missed me while I was gone. I had a good time reconnecting with them, over the weekend and I think I'll be trying to spend more time there, now that school's out for the summer. I can tell that everyone is starting to get a little frazzled by having to deal with them for so many extra hours a day every day. I suppose it also doesn't help that Luna is gone. It's obvious that everyone misses her, children and adults alike.
I miss Kay. Which is silly, because she was really only around for a couple of weeks and I didn't see her all that much. But it was nice knowing that she was close by and I could see her if I wanted to. And sort of nice knowing that she might want to see me too. I've been wondering a lot about how she's doing, but it's not exactly safe for us to send owls that might be intercepted. I may have to try writing a journal post to Ron's brother. Surely he wouldn't mind passing a message between us every once in a while until things are cleared up.
Of course, who knows how long that'll take. I've gotten practically no news at all about what's going on. I've been sending owls almost constantly, and of course not getting any replies. I'm not dumb enough to expect that they'll really pay attention anyway, but hopefully I can at least annoy them into doing something. I've been trying to keep up with my contacts, too, but they don't seem to be able to tell me anything useful. A few are now suspicious of me to the point I doubt they'd tell me even if they did know. It makes me so angry...
Ron has been incredibly supportive. I can tell he's almost as frustrated as I am with the bureaucratic idiots at the ministry and he's been working hard to keep me supplied with as much information as he can get his hands on. It's not much, but any little tidbit could be useful.
He's been working to keep me distracted, too - which he accomplished yesterday with great success. Apparently he's been brushing up on his charms, so when I stopped by after lunch like he asked, he cast a charm on both of us, telling me it should help get us ready for our date. Get us horny for our date was more like it. By the time I got back to his office to pick him up I was ready to take him right then and there, but he put me off, telling me all about the dinner he'd planned and the Muggle movie he wanted to see. I'm sure dinner was delicious, but I have to admit I don't remember a whole lot about it, except how good he looked sitting across the table from me, smiling and making jokes. Don't remember a whole lot about the film, either. I really tried to pay attention, but I couldn't keep my hands to myself, and truth be told, he wasn't much better. Fortunately, he really didn't seem to mind all that much when I cast the special concealment charms and took him right there, draped across two of the seats, with the flickering lights and movie soundtrack providing a perfect backdrop. Not exactly a conventional evening, but certainly what I'd consider a successful date. I took him home afterward and put him to sleep with a long, slow massage. I'm really lucky to have him.
And when I need a break, there's Ron. And the kids. The kids actually seemed to have missed me while I was gone. I had a good time reconnecting with them, over the weekend and I think I'll be trying to spend more time there, now that school's out for the summer. I can tell that everyone is starting to get a little frazzled by having to deal with them for so many extra hours a day every day. I suppose it also doesn't help that Luna is gone. It's obvious that everyone misses her, children and adults alike.
I miss Kay. Which is silly, because she was really only around for a couple of weeks and I didn't see her all that much. But it was nice knowing that she was close by and I could see her if I wanted to. And sort of nice knowing that she might want to see me too. I've been wondering a lot about how she's doing, but it's not exactly safe for us to send owls that might be intercepted. I may have to try writing a journal post to Ron's brother. Surely he wouldn't mind passing a message between us every once in a while until things are cleared up.
Of course, who knows how long that'll take. I've gotten practically no news at all about what's going on. I've been sending owls almost constantly, and of course not getting any replies. I'm not dumb enough to expect that they'll really pay attention anyway, but hopefully I can at least annoy them into doing something. I've been trying to keep up with my contacts, too, but they don't seem to be able to tell me anything useful. A few are now suspicious of me to the point I doubt they'd tell me even if they did know. It makes me so angry...
Ron has been incredibly supportive. I can tell he's almost as frustrated as I am with the bureaucratic idiots at the ministry and he's been working hard to keep me supplied with as much information as he can get his hands on. It's not much, but any little tidbit could be useful.
He's been working to keep me distracted, too - which he accomplished yesterday with great success. Apparently he's been brushing up on his charms, so when I stopped by after lunch like he asked, he cast a charm on both of us, telling me it should help get us ready for our date. Get us horny for our date was more like it. By the time I got back to his office to pick him up I was ready to take him right then and there, but he put me off, telling me all about the dinner he'd planned and the Muggle movie he wanted to see. I'm sure dinner was delicious, but I have to admit I don't remember a whole lot about it, except how good he looked sitting across the table from me, smiling and making jokes. Don't remember a whole lot about the film, either. I really tried to pay attention, but I couldn't keep my hands to myself, and truth be told, he wasn't much better. Fortunately, he really didn't seem to mind all that much when I cast the special concealment charms and took him right there, draped across two of the seats, with the flickering lights and movie soundtrack providing a perfect backdrop. Not exactly a conventional evening, but certainly what I'd consider a successful date. I took him home afterward and put him to sleep with a long, slow massage. I'm really lucky to have him.