:: background :: Entries from an AU "Trio"-era RPG in which Voldemort raised Harry rather than be defeated by him. In the first, he references an event thrown because he and Narcissa were surrogate "uncle" and aunt" to Harry. In the second, he references a stillborn daughter lost several years after Draco was born.
:: entry one :: [Private to self, Narcissa may read]Why are people so... impatient? A week ago I was looking into some clandestine business with an acquaintance of mine, and he made me a rather good offer on a Dark Arts item that I had been looking for quite a while. Because the price was so reasonable, I decided to check in to it, to make sure that it wasn't a hoax, and by the time I had confirmed that it was indeed the very item that I had been searching for for years, the bastard had allowed someone else to buy it.
To top things off, Narcissa has been so distracted with this party for Harry's birthday that I feel that I've barely gotten to see her lately.
She looks perfect, all put together and it's all that I can do not to take her into some room andpullherhairdownHmm. This is supposed to be a journal and not a novel, or so Narcissa said when she gave this to me last Christmas. She would have killed me if she had seen the dust that has built on it since then. Still, I must admit, it is rather relaxing to write everything down.
[/Private][HEXED especially private to self]I've got to start controlling my thoughts. It's embarrassing to have to scribble out illegible script in this journal because I'm thinking about my wife and the things I'd like to do to her. I'm not some adolescent boy, I'm a man!
[/Private] :: entry two :: [Private to self]Narcissa thinks that I'm neglecting my journal, and, I suppose, I have been. It's rather difficult for me, just taking the time to write things down, to sit down and contemplate them rather than just
acting. But something major has happened that I have to think about, there's no getting around it.
I have been keeping something secret from Narcissa, something that I fear could damage the trust that she had placed in me for twenty years. We have been through so much, Cissa and I, from her blackening my shins and that horrid proposal to us losing our little girl to all of our fights, but this, I fear, can top them all.
But I won't explain it here, not yet at least. I owe it to her to tell her face to face, she deserves that much. I just fear that I have let her down, that I can never get us back to this point again, and it scares the hell out of me.
[/Private]So, now I've used this bloody thing. I'm not sure if it's helped, though Narcissa keeps insisting that it will. I just hope and pray that I never return to this journal in such a state that I am in today.
[Private to Narcissa]Darling, I fear I have something of great importance to tell you. Please come up to my study at your earliest convenience.
[/Private][Private to Severus]Severus...I would greatly appreciate it if you could send your strongest calming potion to me as soon as possible. I fear I may need it for Narcissa.
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