Plans are settled now, and it seems I've a private tea scheduled with the Headmaster tommorrow afternoon to discuss "business" proposals. I can only hope things go as well as I want. He has little reason to trust me, this I know. I cannot blame him really, given the family and company I often keep. However such obstacles are not going to deter ( Read more... )

I am tired as I have rarely ever been. For the first time in forever, I do not know where to turn. Where to go. What to do.

As loathe as I was, I turned to him, hoping for some help. He'd always seemed to be... well... I wouldn't exactly say willing. However likely moreso than those blundering fools in London. I didn't quite expect this ( Read more... )

June 26, 1995

A profound thought came to me today. A revelation, you might say. It came while, much to the dismay of the House Elves, I was tending to my son's cuts and bruises. Which, as I discovered later, were the unfortunate results of a run-in with James Potter's son and an already over-inflated ego. It frightens me in a way that is ( Read more... )

December 12, 1976 Tomorrow is my wedding day. I've never seen my family beam so. Perhaps it is because of the quality of my marriage. Lucius' family is almost as old as mine, and just as pure, if not more so, none in the line yet having the audacity to betray their blood ( Read more... )

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