My dear friend,

I congratulate you on your move to appeal and to rid yourself of this silly Registry. Edgeworth and Newcombe, as I am sure you know, are very able, and I am not uncertain that you shall find yourself free once again.

I myself am working on my own appeal, which will hopefully be ready before Christmas.

We should have tea soon.

- Narcissa

I would rather be trapped inside all of my days than have to wear one of those ridiculous stalking devices.

I am not certain what you would be considered in this.. labeling of sorts. You should talk to your father.

Are you trying to steal my thunder, dear husband? What do you mean by scheduling this "book signing" on Saturday? Not that it should be any of my concern. I suppose having you gone for the morning will allow me to get more work done.

And what book is to be signed? Is that where you have been all this time, then? Writing a book? Don't you know, ( Read more... )

I just got back from my "meeting" at the Ministry. What a lovely time.

I was interviewed in this small little room with a couch and warm wood furnature. I think it was supposed to appear "high class", but it was mostly just a sad attempt to suck up to me. Those idiots at the Ministry know if they laid one finger on me or put one foot out of line ( Read more... )

I already know I'm going to be questioned, or at least have my wand checked. I think I would much rather prefer going to the Ministry than having that scum officials in my house.

But then again, I am quite certain they will want to search the Manor. They will find nothing. My husband and I have been very loyal to the Ministry and do not hold any ( Read more... )

The fine china has been taken out for a thorough cleaning, as well as the crystal dinnerware. I do wish I could use my very best silver flatware, but this occasion does not call for it ( Read more... )

I have neglected this journal for many months, and I do not know why I am picking it up again now. I do not have any news to report or any feelings to share, and if I did I would choose not to share it with the general public.

I suppose I write now only to organize the dinner party I am planning in honour of the staff at Hogwarts. Invitations were ( Read more... )

It has been a very difficult time here indeed. My husband is always doing some sort of work or another, and this large house is lonely without him.

I feel like I'm back in the Highlands again in that small dank cabin. I've been waking up nights shivering and clutching my blankets close after dreams of my lonely nights in hiding. Sometimes I think I ( Read more... )

What is this?! I cannot even speak... begin to form thoughts... Living with Severus is one thing. But living with Harry Potter? This is too much. Something must be done.

Explain yourself.

I have a meeting with Mrs. Delacour-Weasley today to discuss a donation to the rebuilding of Hogwarts. I'm tempted to put something in her food. It has been a long while since we have had company, and the house must be in tip-top condition.

Don't worry dear - I still remember our plans for lunch. How does Wednesday sound for you? Let me know ( Read more... )