Hello Zabini,

I'm back.
Sorry I didn't owl sooner. I've been a little preoccupied with a few things which needed my immidiate attention. Pansy. Killing Weasley. Killing Idiot Irishmen. Pansy.

Want to do lunch tomorrow, catch up?

-Millicent

I felt like spoiling you, as you always deserve it ( Read more... )

The quiet dinner at Pansy’s didn’t go quite as quietly as I had planned. I brought her flowers and a bottle of her favorite Shiraz. She looked lovely as always, cheerful, as if she’s had a few very good days. All was going wonderfully, she regaled me with stories of Draco’s party. I had been looking forward to attending but got delayed at work with ( Read more... )

Dear Severus and Mr. Potter ( Read more... )

Mr & Mrs Malfoy ( Read more... )

[This was meant to be posted on Wednesday, but I got deadly ill, am very sorry. Please ignore the time delay ( Read more... )

I can't believe it!
Weasley! Fucking WEASLEY!!!
I'm going to rip his little ginger head off!!!!

How dare he????
SHE IS MINE!

mine..

except that I left... and she wasn't mine anymore.
I gave her up...... gave her up to a fucking WEASLEY!

I should never have left.

Never. for no reason ( Read more... )

I have no idea why I’m writing in this.
I found it, after years, and thought it a waste to just throw away maybe…

Does anyone else bother with such things?

I came across this diary Pans gave me years ago, as a joke I think. Found it in the black box I kept in the back of the closet, the ones with the old photographs.
I thought I had lost it.

I don’t really know why I bother writing in it. I suppose it’s a way of getting some of this off my chest… it’s not like I have anyone else to confide in ( Read more... )