May 01, 2006 11:32
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 even hear the sounds of the mice that shared my inhabtiance. My house elf came in last night with a lamp, saying she heard me shouting about something. I had been dreaming about Draco.
Does insanity run in the family? Maybe I am just as crazy as my sister.
I have plans with Montague Morsus tomorrow; perhaps getting out of the house will ease my mind and help me to relax.