Back again
Father woke yesterday. They are keeping him at St. Mungo's for a while longer, the healers saying that he has lost some of his coordination and it may be more difficult for him to cast spells than it was before. The curse is severely damaging, but only when applied for long amounts of time apparently. Father's strong reaction to it may have stemmed from previous ailments, or age, or anything else the Healer can use an excuse to cover for the Ministry's Aurors. It is utterly despicable, really.
To make matters worse, Mother did not find it suitable for a young girl to be hanging about St. Mungo's during the day, nor did she find it appropriate for me to stay alone at home with the help while she was running about and thus elected to have me stay with my Aunt and Uncle at Grimmauld during this time.
The woman is insane. Utterly unbearable. If I have to sit and drink tea with her one more time while she waxes on poetically about her great-great grandfather or her house elves or her favourite china tea set I'm going to choke myself on floo powder. Speaking of which, Regulus, where does she keep it? It isn't near the fireplace, and I am too tired to puzzle that out right now. Oh Rabastan, how I wish I was at the villa right now! As awful as it is there it is ten times worse here and the weather is so much better in France.
I suppose I must make the best of it though, as Father will be returning home in the next week and Mother's paranoia will either subside or grow worse. Bellatrix- are you coming home? Oh I can't wait for September. Even the train ride will be a pleasure. It's been too long since I've seen anyone from Hogwarts.
To make matters worse, Mother did not find it suitable for a young girl to be hanging about St. Mungo's during the day, nor did she find it appropriate for me to stay alone at home with the help while she was running about and thus elected to have me stay with my Aunt and Uncle at Grimmauld during this time.
The woman is insane. Utterly unbearable. If I have to sit and drink tea with her one more time while she waxes on poetically about her great-great grandfather or her house elves or her favourite china tea set I'm going to choke myself on floo powder. Speaking of which, Regulus, where does she keep it? It isn't near the fireplace, and I am too tired to puzzle that out right now. Oh Rabastan, how I wish I was at the villa right now! As awful as it is there it is ten times worse here and the weather is so much better in France.
I suppose I must make the best of it though, as Father will be returning home in the next week and Mother's paranoia will either subside or grow worse. Bellatrix- are you coming home? Oh I can't wait for September. Even the train ride will be a pleasure. It's been too long since I've seen anyone from Hogwarts.