| blondenarcissa @ 2003-04-13 21:23:00 |
| Current mood: |  enraged |
I don't even know where to start. For that matter, I do not know if I have the strength to type out this entry. Having alternately weeped and raged throughout the course of the day, I am quite exhausted. So many thoughts are running through my head and I must say that I do not know which one to mind first.
It is far too painful for me to transcribe every minute detail of yesterday's action at Hogwarts. Suffice it to say, the very foundation that the stability of the Malfoy family is built upon is crumbling. . .and Lucius seems to think that this is not only fine but necessary as well. Alienating our son, cutting off all contact with his parents, denying him funding? How does that help anything? I see absolutely no merit in this plan to 'teach Draco a lesson' whatsoever.
Lucius made it very clear that he did not agree with my point of view.
According to him, I am not to owl, contact, or even think of my Little Dragon for a time period of (I believe) two weeks. Perhaps I am embellishing things a tad as naturally I am allowed to think of our son but clearly one can see that Lucius is being extremely unreasonable about this.
The poor darling overslept on account of attending to his prefect duties the evening beforehand. Although I was both disappointed (for missing seeing my son do something to make me so very proud of him) and relieved (as I would have been horrified had the glitterati unattractively-functional shoe-named bookworm harmed or, even worse, disfigured my handsome boy), I feel as though I was very understanding of the whole matter. Draco had a valid excuse for missing his duel as he had been attending to school duties. Lucius saw his absence as a sign of lethargy and disrepect for the Malfoy name.
After it had become clear that Draco would not be attending the duel, Lucius and I went looking for him. After encountering Draco in a corridor, Lucius barely let me speak two words to him before secreting off somewhere. He returned some time later and whisked me off back to the Manor without so much as a word of goodbye. Upon arriving back at the Manor Lucius then proceeded to inform me of my restrictions concerning the communication with our child as well as his plans for Draco's summer holiday and schooling for next term.
No matter how strongly I objeted he would not budge.
I so desperately want to contact him, to reply to his request in his journal but I cannot. Lucius has forbade me and I cannot disobey him.
How I want to.
Draco is my son. A boy needs his mother and I shan't stand for being ordered around like some common house elf. I was a Peltier before I was a Malfoy and, as the women in my family would attest, the Peltier women (in addition to being stunningly beautiful) perservere in times of trouble. I shall overcome this somehow, someway. If Lucius does not yield soon I shall be forced to take up drastic measures.
Comments:
| potterstinks @ 2003-04-13 07:26 pm UTC |
Incidentally, Mother, I saw a set of robes in a catalogue Pansy had lying around that I thought you would look good in.
| potterstinks @ 2003-04-13 07:46 pm UTC |
In fact, I'll owl you the catalogue. I'm sure Pansy won't mind.
| potterstinks @ 2003-04-13 07:50 pm UTC |
Did you and Father hear that I eliminated Boot's second before the rematch even began? Of course, since Boot issued his challenge with the approximate time of 'whenever I wake up in the morning', I decided to challenge him again while we were in the computer lab. His Mudblooded little second decided to try and take me out, but in the end a copy machine got turned over on him. Of course, I wasn't aiming to kill, and it was a bit of an accident, but I ensure you that should mean my win. Although Professor McGonagall says none of us won. That's just ridiculous.