Saturday, October 8th, 2011
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7:44 pm - Encrypted Owl Post to Sebastian Ryder
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I am not surprised that he is not coming back. That man is worth his weight in bronze and shall not be missed.
I will let the team know that we are to vet the analyst candidates this time.
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Sunday, November 14th, 2010
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3:22 pm - [In a private steam-room at a Cornish spa]
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Friday, October 8th, 2010
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2:48 pm - Owl Post: Cho Chang
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Cici,
Ife and I won't be able to make it to dinner. A few of us are staying behind in case there's any new development in the uprising of the woolen scarves.
Blaise
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Sunday, May 30th, 2010
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2:40 pm - By L'Etang de Comper, Forêt de Paimpont, Brittany, France
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Saturday, May 15th, 2010
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8:31 am - Owl Post: Pansy Parkinson
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Dear Pansy,
There have been some difficulties with Draco's pregnancy. After looking everywhere for a remedy, Harry Potter and I were informed by some nixies that it lies with Vivien, Oldest of the Lakes. They would not tell us who--or what--she is. They would only say that she is "Everywhere. Perhaps in the rushing waters, perhaps in the shadow filled depths. Under strange moon and in the Summer Country. Far and near."
Please help us locate this Vivien. We need to find her urgently. We fear that time is running out quickly for Draco's daughter. And as your erudition is as extravagant as your beauty and charm, I know that your participation in the search would greatly shorten it.
Yours gratefully,
Blaise
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Sunday, May 9th, 2010
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7:45 pm - Conversation by the lake Ullswater, in the Cumbrian Lake District
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Wednesday, April 28th, 2010
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11:25 pm - Owl Post: Draco Malfoy
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Draco,
Contact has been made with Telugu's ghost. He was uncooperative. He did however, after some persuasion, tell us that the nixies might have some useful information. It is entirely possible that he was lying, but we should still check the nixies out.
Blaise
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Tuesday, April 27th, 2010
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10:45 pm - [Filter: Draco Malfoy]
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Saturday, April 10th, 2010
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8:15 pm - At Cheyne Walk
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Merlin, Pansy. I haven't seen so many Slytherins and Gryffindors under the same roof since that last Unpleasantness with Voldermort. It's like the Capulets and Montagues.
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9:03 am - Delivery of Draco's wedding present from an art dealer to Cheyne Walk
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The package contains a jade sculpture of a qilin and its three cubs.
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Monday, April 5th, 2010
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9:05 am - Owl Post: Pansy Parkinson
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Dear Pansy,
As you know, our little Draco has gone and gotten himself another husband. It behooves his oldest and most socially-inclined friends to throw together some champagne-laced activity to acknowledge and honour his recent marital achievement.
I would be most grateful if you would avail your excessively charming self and celebrated talent for merrymaking and host the party with me.
Yours,
Blaise
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Sunday, March 28th, 2010
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11:30 pm - Owl Post: Draco Malfoy
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Dear Draco,
I have a pop quiz for you.
Q: There was no party yesterday celebrating your nuptials to Potter. Why?
A. More time is needed to prepare for a fête worthy of the Malfoy-Potter union
B. More than a week's notice ought to be given guests so that they might have ample time to arrange their schedules. And to find satisfactory wedding presents.
C. The host had been so busy this week that he had no time to properly plan a party, for which he is sorry
D. All of the above
I'm pushing the party to the 10th of April. If I don't hear back from you I shall assume that you have no objections to that date.
Love,
Blaise
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Saturday, March 20th, 2010
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2:38 am - Floo call to Draco's hotel room at Barcelona, Spain
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Hello, Draco. I'm sorry, but I haven't gotten a chance to call until now.
So. Did you want to me to call you so you can gloat about holidaying in Spain?
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Sunday, November 15th, 2009
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3:55 pm - Conversation in the conservatory at Lake Cottage
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Scorpius really likes persimmon. When Regan was a baby she wanted persimmons all the time. There were lots of crying fits when persimmons were out of season.
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Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009
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9:00 pm - [Filter: Draco Malfoy]
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Draco,
The next time you attempt to bring a bundle of joy into this world, I think it would be wise for you to discuss with your nixiecidal fertility specialist other living creatures to murder. Something less sentient. A very large salmon perhaps? Because when a salmon ends up quivering on top of little clumps of rice, other salmon don't congregate and wonder about its disappearance.
current music: Anatol Lyadov - The Enchanted Lake
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Thursday, October 8th, 2009
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11:49 pm - Owl Post: Ife Solomon
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Dear Ife,
Of course Cici's friend was perfectly exquisite, and of course nothing came of it. Before we parted ways at the concert hall, Cici whispered to me, "One day I shall find the bewitching thief who holds the skeleton key to the rusted iron lock of your adamantine heart." She was smiling pleasantly as she said it but there was an unmistakable note of threatening resolve in her voice. What has until now been a mildly entertaining diversion for her has now become a challenge. And we all know how competitive and stubborn she is.
This is all very tiresome.
B.
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Wednesday, September 16th, 2009
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10:12 pm - [Filter: Draco Malfoy]
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Draco,
I got your floo message. No, I have not started corralling Slytherins to your cause. Yes, I do realise how important it is to you. I will, soon.
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Saturday, April 4th, 2009
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7:58 am - Owl Post: Draco Malfoy
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Dear Draco,
Wizarding Britain need to come to a decision soon regarding the Weasley Twins. Either we acknowledge them as our overlords or we sentence them to a long jail term to be multiplied by the number of involutary celebrant they have roped into their birthday festivities.
As unappetising as their latest foray is however, like all crimes, it revealed some truths about its victims.
Oscar Wilde once said, "I choose my friends for their good looks." I do not think the two of you share the same criteria for friendship, but you are predisposed to a certain standard of pulchritude. I am well aware of how you rate my looks. It is a testament to the strength of our friendship then that it has endured in the face (mine in this case) of such homeliness. But the Twins' revelry showed me that the bonds of friendship, no matter how strong, can be stretched close to breaking point.
I had no idea that my appearance is a veritable house of cards. The absence of hair and a conventionally-cut robe are enough for it to collapse into a spectacle that elicit a response that, while not quite like the hysterical revulsion that follows a hunchback's clambering down of a church and precedes a gathering of pitchfork-waving rustics, is close to the caring disgust that prompts well-meaing relatives to volunteer the plainer elements of their family for the makeover feature in Witch Weekly.
I value our friendship and will do all that I can to ensure its longevity. To that end, I assure you that I will endeavour to be buffed and polished to the level of sheen worthy of a friend like you.
Glossily your,
Blaise
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Thursday, April 2nd, 2009
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11:00 pm - Owl Post: Draco Malfoy
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Dear Draco,
You asked me at Hogwarts what is it that I want? I want to not want, to not have desires. This afternoon further reaffirmed that wish and also showed me how far away I am from attaining it. I suspect the quest will take the rest of my life.
By the time you receive this letter I will be gone. I cannot stay; I am pretty certain that my family have some kind of custodial action in stall for me. The extreme lengths people would go in the name of love.
I have gone about the whole thing wrong the first time. This time I will disappear. I still remember the things we learned in the order (of the Phoenix that is), when we were spies. I know how to disappear. Not that you will come looking for me, I know you will respect my wishes, but you can help impress upon others the futility of a search.
I was very glad to see you, Draco. It is a comfort to me that you, Scorpius and Miss Weasley are doing so well, all things considered.
I wish that you will have all your heart's desires and all the happiness in the world.
Goodbye.
Your friend,
Blaise
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Wednesday, April 1st, 2009
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4:53 am - Returning
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True peace and quiet can never be achieved in London. As thorough and thick as the sound proofing charms on Cheyne Walk are, sounds of the city still manage to seep through. It is irritating. I will play one of the CDs that Ife has brought me. Perhaps that will help.
I am alarmed at how quickly the hard-earned equanimity I have earned at the charterhouse is dissipating. I feel ill at ease in this house. It feels overwhelming after my cell. All that space and furniture and decor seem to be bearing down on me. For the last two days I have been sleeping in a tent in the garden.
Ife is the only person I have seen since I have been London. We have never had so much difficulty communicating with each other. She because she is juggling anger and happiness, me because I am not used to talking at length and with someone who is not one of my brothers.
Ife told me there is a Hogwarts reunion today, and everyone will be there, including Mum. I am not prepare to see her. It was extremely difficult to resist her pull even from the end of the world. I do not think I can resist the power of her anger and sadness and loneliness up close.
Mum felt that I had abandoned her. Her only son running off to entomb himself in an ice monastery to escape from a life that has not given me what I wanted, though it has given me more than most people have. She absolutely refused to believe that I am not escaping from anything. If I were I would not have lasted ten years. I told her that I left in search of another kind of beauty. She did not believe that either. She would not be so disbelieving if she had vespers underneath the aurora australis.
Mum is not alone in her anger. All the stunts she and the others have pulled contributed in my eviction from the charterhouse. The fake terminal illnesses, fake marriages, friends disgusing themselves as relatives to see me during the annual family visit, Regan disguising herself as a man, the withholding of the contrbutions to the Church, the reporting to the authorities of the charterhouse as a cult. The last straw came when Uncle Hyperion told the Pope that he would drag me out of the chartherhouse, even if he had to burn all of Antarctica. Dom Adam is a patient man but he saw me as the the broken fence through which the world encroach.
He is also an understanding man. He is willing to let me return if that fence is mended. But he also said that even though I have left the world the world has not left me and perhaps I belong to them.
I belong to no one. I will return. You have seduced me, Lord, and I have let myself be seduced.
When did my hair grown back? And so fast. I must go find a razor.
current mood:  disquieted
current music: Hildur Guðnadóttir - Circular
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