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I'd like to take this opportunity to send my thanks and well wishes to my son. Your gift was lovely, and much appreciated, especially given the circumstances.

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Well the past few days have certainly been more placid than those previous. At least for myself. My ability to run my daily errands effectively has been greatly improved. Less distraction I can only assume. Perhaps it was best to seperate us then. I will not retract my belief that he really is too young to really know what things are best left ( Read more... )

Today is a day I'd rather not have woken up to, if I could've helped it.

After a rather frustrating and all but fruitless meeting with that dottering imbecile of a Magic Minister, I did indulge in a few rounds of whiskey with my sister of all people. It's been so long since I've partaken of the foul liqour, that I'd forgotten what an intolerance ( Read more... )

I think I understand now, why my mother used to tell me that love was useless.

I don't know if this suspicion of mine is justified. I suppose living next door to Alastair, when the man despises me doesn't help ( Read more... )

Perhaps now, some order can be restored to my son's sleep pattern. Though I still ponder what to do when he returned to Hogwarts. Perhaps I can make a stronger charm, for him to use there. Well, it's not a perfect solution, but it should do for now ( Read more... )

I woke this morning, and went to check on my son. I thought perhaps I might find him sleeping, but instead as I looked in unnoticed, I saw him frantically pacing about his room like a caged animal. I know not what to think. It seems that sheer will keeps him awake now. Can these dreams be so horrible ( Read more... )

As close to legal adulthood as my son believes himself to be, he is still in many ways a child, and will always be my son. As such, I still have a duty to watch out and act in his best interests. I am sure he will be displeased with me, as I have just recently confiscated all of his stimulants, as well as their ingredients ( Read more... )

I don't know if I can do this anymore.

What am I saying? I must do this. I cannot shrink back now when it has only begun. My poor Draco. I have been a despicable example of motherhood.

Finally back in England now. Perhaps I should take another means home. I don't trust myself with Apparition.