Draco's been pestering me for several days to update. I don't know what he expects me to say. I guess he just wants to hear that I'm happy. You'd think all the shagging would have given it away. But he likes to hear it I guess ( Read more... )

He just doesn't get it. He keeps wanting to talk about things, and talk, and talk, and it just makes it all hurt worse. And I don't want to fucking talk about it anymore ( Read more... )

Draco will NOT stop talking about his arse.

Please help.

I need to rig up an awning out on the deck so I can sit out there with Cass, and not have the sun be too bright for her. It's nice and balmy in the evenings. Not too hot, not too cool. And it's gorgeous in the back garden. All the flowers are blooming. Draco's garden is thriving. It's just beautiful ( Read more... )

We had dinner tonight with Hermione, her colleague Max, and Ron & Luna ( Read more... )

I am supremely content ( Read more... )

Draco's sleeping, with the aid of a good hard shag and a dreamless draught. I'm looking after Cassie myself tonight. Never fear. I've got the hellkitten to help me in case I somehow sleep through Cassie's cries. HK won't let me get away with that. She'll use claws if she has to. Which she just might have to. I'm exhausted. Not just because of Cass ( Read more... )

Cassie is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, aside from possibly Draco. I am so glad that things went well. All according to plan. And now we've got our girl. No problems whatsoever. Nothing worse than a bit of infant acne, but the healers say that'll clear up on its own ( Read more... )

Parents: One, currently out and about seeking sustenance for the parents-in-waiting. Or flirting with the nurses. It's a toss-up really.

Blowjobs: Two. (Shh, don't tell Severus.)

Babies: None. Yet.

Well, he's sleeping. For now ( Read more... )