I take a vacation out the country and suddenly no one remembers who I am.

France, for those of you who care, was something. Monty's convinced she's cured me of dislike for all things French --'cept for her-- and that shows what she knows. Me, I'm happy to be back in jolly England, being a loyal subject of the Queen, me. Plus the pubs here are ( Read more... )

Let's not go to work, Monty. Let's just stay in bed with the lights off and the windows shut so everyone thinks we're somewhere else. I just realized, while staring at the ceiling, that there's nothing out there that I want. Everything I could possible need is in bed right beside me. ...If you would come to bed right beside me now, of course ( Read more... )

Looks like I'll be alone in the house for a while. Just me and Bailey. Monty's off to France to visit her parents and the annoying type she calls her brother. So if there's any nice birds out there who want to stay over... Only joking, Monty. I'm sure I'll be miserable without you.

( Malfoy )

( Note left on Monty's desk at work )

( Private )

( Death Eaters, Malfoy most of all if he can be bothered )

( Private to Death Eaters )

All right, you've had your fun, woman. Let me back into the house this minute or I willMonty? Love? Are you home ( Read more... )

( Owl to Malfoy, hexed secure. )

That's it then. The Daily Prophet has, officially, started printing complete rubbish (as opposed to Skeeter's articles which are only about 97% rubbish). I always knew those wankers in the press were mudbloods and bloodtraitors. I'm certainly not paying two sickles for that rag anymore ( Read more... )