Potter House in Godrics Hollow. I am thoroughly convinced that karma is a bitch. Can you believe it? I start the new job on Monday, and I could not be more thrilled. Am I a bad mother for not raising children to make better judgments? I cannot help but wonder. Is that awful that I even consider wondering? How can I not? Time flies.

I knew going out New Years Eve was a bad idea. This shows how weak I really am. At least I came home early.

I heartily anticipate the arrival of the new term. The previous Potions Master here was certainly lax in her stores, but I am more partial to believe that she took the majority of the store with she left. A trip to Diagon Alley is certainly called for, and time to call in some favours for the rarer of ingredients.

She Dreams In Old Fashioned Ways. Scarlett Malfoy is a woman who knows what she wants. And just how to get it. I want to go home. This would be impossible to. Even though I may lose, lose everything, in the end. There is one place I can go, if not the Manor, if not to Draco.

MON FiLS A 5 ANS iL SAURA METTRE DES COUPS DE TETES ; LES FEMMES iL LES RESPECTERAA.