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1 October 1981 [01 May 2009|09:21am]
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How tragic. I had thought that the House Elf had lost my journal when unpacking and arranging my things, but apparently it was in a drawer in my bedside table all along. The poor pathetic thing wasn't lying after all. I suppose it didn't deserve the punishment it gave itself for losing something belonging to its new mistress, but who really splits hairs when it comes to a creature like that.

My home is finally looking acceptable thanks to my hard work and determination. Everything had to be changed, from the carpet and flooring to the wall colours, but of course I would not rest until it was all completed. I must say everything is looking fantastic now.

After so much work, of course, I had to take a small vacation. The Alps are lovely this time of year. When the sun is setting just over the crest of the mountains, it seems terribly romantic. A shame perhaps, since my poor husband had to work the entire time I was away and could not join me. Luckily, I was able to find some way to keep myself entertained. And when I returned, thankfully enough, the house was still in some semblance of the order I left it in.

I suppose I should put this down and check to see if the House Elf is finding easier to put away my traveling things.

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22 June 1981 [22 Jan 2009|07:56pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

The longer I spend in France, the more I realise just how dreadful it can be here. My home is nowhere near as big as the one I shared with Gilbert, which means it will need twice the redecorating work. Not that I mind, of course. I take pride in refining every detail of my home. Albert is such a dear in allowing me to correct the mistakes he made in designing it for a bachelor. Of course he understands that there is no possible way the two of us can live in such a manner.

I do hope that my darling brother and Athena are finding married life enjoyable. After all, they did wait so long in their lives to even consider such a move. Time will tell, I suppose.

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12 March 1980 [12 Oct 2008|08:50pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

My brother is getting married in just a little over a month. How lovely for a late bloomer like Stephen. I suppose I'm attending with Herbert. Black dress robes are appropriate, aren't they?

Spring is just around the corner, which means the gardens here will be lovely, or at least they should be after I had them redone a short time ago. I don't enjoy flowers as much as some, but they make the property look gorgeous.

Oh Stephen? You have found an actual house for you, your lovely bride, and your ward, haven't you? I do hope you're not planning on all of you living in that quaint flat of yours, but perhaps that suits you and Athena.

Oh how tragic, my nail varnish has chipped. Look, something better to do than write in here!

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2 December 1980 [02 Jul 2008|11:53am]
[ mood | bitchy ]

I'd say it was good to be home back in England, but it's dreadful to realise that nothing has changed. At least where things should have been changed.

Tragic.

And I've just realised that the wall paper in the library of my home is all wrong. I suppose it's time for more redecoration.

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27 June 1980 [27 Jan 2008|11:40pm]
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Well, I've just been informed that I will be engaged spending the summer in France in a lovely spacious villa overlooking the French countryside. How quaint.

My brother, in his infinite wisdom, has been making fast friends with my former in-laws. It's the least he can do after slumming for so long. Touching really.

I just wish the timing was better. I had just begun to redecorate the east wing library. It can wait until I return, I suppose.

Oh and Michelle? So sorry to hear. Did you have to give the ring back?

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22 March 1980 [22 Oct 2007|05:56pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

Somehow, I continually lose this thing. Not that I care. My everyday activities are not for the masses to take part in and I enjoy it being that way.

However, not having this around, I missed the opportunity to actually praise my brother for having the good sense to end his horrible engagement. At least now, I don't have to constantly be ill around him for the occasional family gathering, nor do I have to make nice with those beneath me.

It truly is such a relief. Now I'm afraid I'm going to have to find something more amusing that this ridiculous thing.

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27 December 1979 [27 Jul 2007|02:32pm]
[ mood | bitchy and sarcastic! ]

Well, what a wonderful holiday. The Snowball, my birthday, and the lovely sight of watching my brother fawn over my best friend. Completely sickening at times. Not any slight toward Athena at all, of course.

I see that Stephen has become somewhat of a do-gooder, taking on Michelle's guardianship for the long and laborious moments she has ahead of her. How absolutely thoughtful of him. Married off once school's out, I'll bet. So sad really. Marriage is such a travesty anyway, especially for children that young.

Any rumours of my getting married have been greatly exaggerated. I'll do no such thing. I simply have yet to get over the heartbreak I experienced over my poor Gilbert.

I think I need to redecorate once again.

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31 May 1979 [31 Dec 2006|02:04am]
[ mood | bitchy ]

I personally think The Daily Prophet should stop getting their knickers in a twist over the most ridiculous things. A few Inferi showed up at Quidditch games. Please. Quidditch games? That really is cause for an intense stir. Merlin forbid a few raucous fans wet their pants.

Please, alert me when something actually interesting happens.

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3 July 1978 [03 Feb 2006|05:56pm]
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Well memories don't do some people justice, I've discovered. Things were too quiet around my Manor until now, that's a definite certainty. After losing Gilbert and poor Matthew dying so tragically right in the middle of the Ministry, things around my Manor have been ridiculously different. Perhaps that's why I chose to completely redecorate. I daresay that the renovations were worth every galleon spent on them.

I've never been more pleased with a purchase.

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20 April 1978 [20 Nov 2005|11:56pm]
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The renovations on my home were finished weeks ago, thankfully. I no longer have to stay with my parents nor my ridiculous brother, who apparently has made himself indespensable to the Ministry. I had hoped his visit at Christmas was merely a brief vacation, but it appears as though he plans to make this permanent for the time being.

Other than the renovations, things are terribly dull around here. Especially now that I do not have Matthew to entertain me anymore. Of course, I have no shortage of company, but I'm afraid more and more they are ceasing to amuse me. Pity, really.

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29 March 1978 [29 Oct 2005|11:30pm]
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The redecorating of my home is going even slower than I thought possible. I would almost believe that someone is paying the workers to extend this project longer than it was proposed to take. However, if they think that they will receive more money from me than what I am already paying them, they are insane.

I will not stand for this insolence, nor my brother's petty games that just end in the House Elves being kicked down the stairs by me. The second the remodeling is done, the better. I simply loathe having to stay with my family again.

My husband has been dead over a year now. How terribly dreadful to think I'm so young, but I've already been a widow. Such a horrid thing.

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3 March 1978 [03 Oct 2005|01:25pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

Apparently I have the worst luck with men.

First a wrinkled old bastard that dies on me and now a criminal who is killed before his trial.

Well, at least I won't have to be reduced to my black wardrobe once again. I find it so terribly drab.

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22 January 1978 [22 Aug 2005|06:49pm]
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Apparently my aunt and uncle have been murdered and my miserable cousin and his family are on the run.

I can't say that I'm surprised. Russell always had the lower side of intelligence in our family.

I can only say that I feel terrible for my poor cousin that will have to live with my parents now. I just know my parents will be thrilled to be able to dote on her as they did me.

Due to the recent events, I feel that it will be prudent to resign from Witch Weekly. It's lost its amusement now.

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23 December 1977 [23 Jul 2005|10:27pm]
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Could families become any more annoying around the holidays? Especially those are no longer your relatives? Thank Merlin I'm going to the SnowBall and will be able to get away from my in-laws who have made it their prerogative to try and force me to spend every moment of the holiday season with them.

I'll be terribly grateful when this month is over.

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26 November 1977 [26 Jun 2005|04:15pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

Eight months to the date that I've been without dear Gilbert.

It is almost impossible to believe that the holidays are a mere month away. Mainly my birthday. I've received several invitations from my late husband's family poor pathetic drones that they are to spend Christmas AND MY BIRTHDAY with them, but I'd really rather not.

I haven't seen Dunstan in a couple of weeks, not that I mind. After all, I have enough entertainment without him. Still, he has a flair that is all his own.

Athena, darling, you and I should have a nice little chat soon. It's been much too long since the last time we spoke. I certainly hope you are still keeping your space from that filthy thing you nearly involved yourself with. I do hope you haven't received too much grief over your sister's pathetic mistake a few weeks ago.

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[26 May 2005|02:03pm]
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Today is seven months to the date that I've been a widow. I must say it's a sad state of affairs to think only a few months ago I was married and now poor Gilbert is gone. A sad state that I was married in the first place Alas.

At least I do have several friends who have stood by me through this ordeal.

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[19 May 2005|06:51pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

My late husband's brother continues to pester me to make sure that I'm coping well in the grieving process over poor Gilbert. He's becoming rather annoying about it all. Even if I was grieving over the poor bastard I'd be done with it now, surely. One would almost think that he was in love with his brother or something equally ridiculous. I wish he would go pester his other brothers, after all, they share a common grief, I can deal with my emotions on my own.

I will admit that my home is quite cavernous with only myself and the House Elves with the occasional male visitor, but it's nothing that I cannot become accostomed to. I suppose it's something that occurs to all people who live alone for the first time, but no matter. As if I'm really ever that alone.

I just hope that poor Albert will be able to get over his grief for my late husband soon.

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[25 Apr 2005|01:39am]
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I finished my column for the next issue of Witch Weekly. I must say that I am eagerly anticipating the reader's reaction. I wonder if Rodolphus'little child bride will realise that I subtlely insulted her as often as I could, not by name of course... The magazine world is actually much more interesting that I ever would have guessed.

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[23 Mar 2005|01:17am]
[ mood | bitchy ]

I've found the perfect robes for the Malfoy Ball. They're just what I was looking for. You will not be disappointed. I ordered them from an exclusive boutique in France where my wedding dress to Gilbert came from. Now all I have to decide is how to wear my hair.

My first column with Witch Weekly has been published. Of course I'm quite proud of this fact. The editors seem impressed with my knowledge of fashion. Which would be because the best designers are pureblood, no one in their right mind would buy fashions from a moronic mudblood As if there was any doubt.

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[27 Feb 2005|10:53pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

I could be getting a job. Not that I need a job of course. My husband Gilbert's money is plenty enough for me to continue living my opulent lifestyle and letting me do anything I please. But this position sounds quite intriguing. Like something I wanted to do right out of school.

Other than that, things have been rather quiet. I haven't heard from Rodolphus in a month or so. I suppose his child bride is keeping him occupied.

Athena? Dear, you and I should chat soon. I hear you're dating some filthy wizard. This should be changed, SOON.

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