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Lucius is currently at his meeting, and I find myself quite at a loss for something to accomplish. The manor renovations are coming along quite nicely, with Lucius' wing almost entirely completed. Finding the right Persian was indeed the most difficult part of this particular section of the manor. Pierre and I were concerned when we had nearly reached the end of our list of suppliers, but luckily at the last minute we found one which suited the furnishings perfectly. It has now been installed, and it seems the room is quite homely with the added dimension a Persian can bring.
The emptiness of the manor, disregarding the help, seems to be a feeling to which I am finding myself experiencing more as the years go on. Lucius' business frequently calls him away nowadays, and Draco, at sixteen, is now old enough to come and go as he pleases, not to mention his absence from the manor during the school months.
I have had these moments of contemplation once or twice throughout the course of my married life, and I think, perhaps, it is once again time for me to begin a hobby of sorts. My father, a gentleman of leisure, was an avid hunter and I inherited his unique ability to target. He, too, found this problem of restlessness to be quite disquieting at times, and as successful as I have been in my past pursuits, I feel the need to do something unusual.
I received correspondence from Draco today. He is enjoying the holiday immensely, and has said that it has been a wonderful experience for him, rich with culture and spirit. I cannot say how proud I am of my baby, his dedication to his education is such that he would willingly take this opportunity to learn! It is no wonder that he is one of Hogwarts finest students.
Severus is now coming for breakfast, so I must let the elves know about the added diner. I am extremely concerned about him. His behavior tonight suggests that he is indeed experiencing a great deal of emotional disquiet. I’m sure Gigi would be perfect to work out the kinks in his neck and back, but he seemed reluctant when I offered tonight. Perhaps when he is in a more amiable mood tomorrow.
The emptiness of the manor, disregarding the help, seems to be a feeling to which I am finding myself experiencing more as the years go on. Lucius' business frequently calls him away nowadays, and Draco, at sixteen, is now old enough to come and go as he pleases, not to mention his absence from the manor during the school months.
I have had these moments of contemplation once or twice throughout the course of my married life, and I think, perhaps, it is once again time for me to begin a hobby of sorts. My father, a gentleman of leisure, was an avid hunter and I inherited his unique ability to target. He, too, found this problem of restlessness to be quite disquieting at times, and as successful as I have been in my past pursuits, I feel the need to do something unusual.
I received correspondence from Draco today. He is enjoying the holiday immensely, and has said that it has been a wonderful experience for him, rich with culture and spirit. I cannot say how proud I am of my baby, his dedication to his education is such that he would willingly take this opportunity to learn! It is no wonder that he is one of Hogwarts finest students.
Severus is now coming for breakfast, so I must let the elves know about the added diner. I am extremely concerned about him. His behavior tonight suggests that he is indeed experiencing a great deal of emotional disquiet. I’m sure Gigi would be perfect to work out the kinks in his neck and back, but he seemed reluctant when I offered tonight. Perhaps when he is in a more amiable mood tomorrow.