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Narcissa's Journal (XIII) - written some time after one a.m. on 3 August
I am pleased to announce that with the combined efforts of my modest talent with Charms and Meda Lestrange's exceptional Transfiguration skills, we have managed to duplicate Honeyduke's fudge and several other forms of sweets that she had with her.
[Private to Bella]
I must thank you for originally questioning me, as mentioning that allowed Meda to adjust for my miscalculation*.
[/Private]
[Private to Bastan]
Your daughter just spent six hours trying to make sugar quills for you, which led to the creation of other sweets. I think she would like to give them to you but she, much like me, did not believe you were as "fine" as you said you were when you left.
I... I know what Meda revealed was far more than you could have ever prepared yourself for, I am still reeling myself, but Bastan, if you intend to stay away from others in general, please do not stay away from Meda. You have a beautiful daughterthat I deeply envy you in having that loves you so very much but is far too young to understand that your actions are just an attempt to work through the knowledge. She will instead see it as a rejection of her.
You need not respond, just think on it.
[/Private]
[Private to self]
Azkaban. She was hiding the fact he goes to Azkaban for years. Gods above, why? I cannot... that thrice-cursed Mark, I knew... no, I did not ever dream it would land him in Azkaban for most of his life. I suppose I should feel eternally grateful to the woman he marries, the one who saw to it that he could get into that rehabilitation centre and have a life after it, but all I can question is why, why was I not there for him, how could I have left him rot in that place all these years, how could I have allow him to do something that would place him there? What kind of woman do I become after 1974?
Meda making him promise to still see that she is born all those years later after taking the steps to make sure he never go there nearly broke my heart. That she thought she was ending her own life by telling him became painfully clear to me and I could not ask her about myself, for fear of what pain else I would bring her... and for fear of the truth of what I might become if Meda's present was indeed our future before this possibly changed it.
[/Private]
((*page 292-293 of DH that I didn't know about then))
I am pleased to announce that with the combined efforts of my modest talent with Charms and Meda Lestrange's exceptional Transfiguration skills, we have managed to duplicate Honeyduke's fudge and several other forms of sweets that she had with her.
[Private to Bella]
I must thank you for originally questioning me, as mentioning that allowed Meda to adjust for my miscalculation*.
[/Private]
[Private to Bastan]
Your daughter just spent six hours trying to make sugar quills for you, which led to the creation of other sweets. I think she would like to give them to you but she, much like me, did not believe you were as "fine" as you said you were when you left.
I... I know what Meda revealed was far more than you could have ever prepared yourself for, I am still reeling myself, but Bastan, if you intend to stay away from others in general, please do not stay away from Meda. You have a beautiful daughter
You need not respond, just think on it.
[/Private]
[Private to self]
Azkaban. She was hiding the fact he goes to Azkaban for years. Gods above, why? I cannot... that thrice-cursed Mark, I knew... no, I did not ever dream it would land him in Azkaban for most of his life. I suppose I should feel eternally grateful to the woman he marries, the one who saw to it that he could get into that rehabilitation centre and have a life after it, but all I can question is why, why was I not there for him, how could I have left him rot in that place all these years, how could I have allow him to do something that would place him there? What kind of woman do I become after 1974?
Meda making him promise to still see that she is born all those years later after taking the steps to make sure he never go there nearly broke my heart. That she thought she was ending her own life by telling him became painfully clear to me and I could not ask her about myself, for fear of what pain else I would bring her... and for fear of the truth of what I might become if Meda's present was indeed our future before this possibly changed it.
[/Private]
((*page 292-293 of DH that I didn't know about then))