I simply cannot wait to go home! Oh, how exciting. And then France!

I must go and prepare.

It's too quiet here. Bella is asleep, and Mother and Father are walking on eggshells.

They say I'm not to go in to see her, that I'll only disturb her further.

And we're not going to France.

[Private, unlockable by no one]I don't imagine what I'm going to tell Lucius.[/Private]

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No one tells me anything. About anyone. I have to find out from stupid, stupid, stupid Margorie who looks like a spotty cow.

With spots.

Mother said she'd owl me soon with news. I hate this. I want to see Lucius.

Regulus?

A Hogwarts weekend might be nice.

I'm afraid my Prefect's badge has become rather scratched, must find a charm that will buff it. Would a House Elf here do it, perhaps?

Regulus, I'm not angry. I promise.

Must go check my mail; I wonder if any new catalogues have come. Or other things.

Nothing ever happens around here. It almost makes me wish I were back at home. At least there I could practice cosmetic spells on the house elves. I suppose I could offer to try my housemates, but why would I ever want the competition ( Read more... )

Honestly, politics is so very tiresome. I prefer perfume.

We're home!  Oh, it sounds so lovely, I think I shall say it again! Home home home home home!  The house is decorated, the Christmas tree is up, and no more Muggle-borns for weeks!

Mother said I must try to stop squealing, but I simply can't!

And the best part is-- I have the house to myself!  Just me, Mother, Father, and the elves!  It's ( Read more... )

BELLA!

We're going home! Going home, going home, going home Look, I've learned a new charm to change my handwriting!

Oh, I can hardly wait! There'll be parties and dancing and presents (Utterly Private)and Lucius(/Private), and perhaps Father will even take us skiing!All of you who are bemoaning the end of classes are a bit sad. Really, I'd feel ( Read more... )