Well, alright, I'd planned to get out of town--I hate hanging around Malfoy's village; I've spent far too much time around here lately, too close for comfort--but then I saw a suspicious man hanging about, and I couldn't just go. He didn't look particularly wizardy, but then, you never know with the thugs Malfoy hires. Or Voldemort. Or whatever ( Read more... )

Haven't found him yet.

I stopped by Malfoy Manor, watched the house for a bit (okay, I admit it: I lurked), even ventured inside--briefly! No-one was home, I think, and I certainly didn't run into Lucius. He'll probably never know I was there, and so what if he does? It'll spice up his life a little, knowing someone's been in his house. He'll ( Read more... )

*Stretch*

Well, I suppose things are starting to work out a bit better now.

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So what if Remus and I fought? I don't need him. I don't want him.

I like my new rooms better, anyway.

Anyone need counseling? Really, I think I'm a better candidate for that myself at the moment, but oh well. I do need something to do. I ought to send out something welcoming the students. Tell them to come to me with their problems. *g ( Read more... )

Checked out of the hotel this morning. It was a hell-hole, anyway, typical for Malfoy's town. Malfoy...I didn't see him once while I was here, which was good, I guess. I still long to wrap my fingers around his neck and squeeze the life out of him. With any luck, Harry will never know just how much I hate his lover's father. Or, heaven forbid ( Read more... )

Dammit, I don't understand him, sometimes ( Read more... )

In order to help Remus out with his baby-sitting duties, I've decided to stay in the area, even though I already accomplished what I came here to do ( Read more... )

I guess I'm going to Malfoy Manor, after all.

I need to see Remus, it's been hell here without him. And Harry needs his cloak.

I'm going out this afternoon; there's someone I have to see in Hogsmeade. I'm almost happy that Remus is gone, now, because he'd have a fit if he knew where I was going. Or rather, who I'm going to see ( Read more... )

Hmm...I guess there were a few children outside of class. Pity ( Read more... )