Pansy

For everyone who's scolded us so far about not having named the baby yet, you can rest easy.

Pandora Lucille Malfoy was born March 26, bright and early in the morning. I'm the proudest mummy there could be. She's beautiful, though I'm sure you've figured that out from Uncle Teddy's picture.

For the record, Mother and Baby are both doing just fine. I'm tired, but trust me when I say she's not!

Oh, sweet Merlin. In less than forty-eight hours, I'll be married.

I suppose it's not much of a secret now, is it? Nearly everyone knows. So I guess if you don't already, surprise, I'm pregn having a expecting. Yes, like that. No reason not to tell everyone, sort of have to. Can't really hide it much longer, actually. Let's just hope I'm one of those who can carry a pregnancy relatively well. Otherwise I'll resemble a hippo or something equally enormous.

By the way, I'm also engaged.
I'm pretty sure I'm getting married.
Oh hell.

[Private to Self, but badly-interested parties could prooobably read]
I'm scared. Alright? I admit it. I'm scared. I'm barely nineteen, I'm looking at a wedding to a man who only recently could say he loved me, I'm going to have a baby and really, isn't having it scary enough?

Mother's never been one to talk to about these sorts of things. I think she likes to pretend it isn't happening. I wonder how serious Teddy was about that extra room.

I'm growing a bit tired of the jokes about how the house ran just fine without me while I was gone and it's a sign I ought to move out. A house with elves is bound to run just fine no matter which of its residents is home. Clearly. I'm in no hurry to move out and deal with the nasty little details like paying my own rent or mortgage as well as providing food for myself and what all. My job is good, but it's not good enough for me to do all of that without a moment's worry. So shove it, Darren. I'm not going anywhere.

[Hexed to Tracey and Daphne]

I either did something really great or really, really stupid. [/Hex]

[Hexed to Draco]

Shouldn't we talk about
You haven't really said much since--
Do you even remember--

There's something I want to tell you. [/Hex]

Okay, don't get me wrong, I'm sorry there's a girl who was young and successful and she's dead. I wouldn't wish it on anyone.

But can those people who didn't know her from Merlin please quit acting like the world's come to an abrupt end? It's sad that she's gone but she wasn't your best friend, your sister, your girlfriend, and so on. So quit pretending you and Katie Bell were bestest ever friends when you barely ever even said hello to her!

[Hexed to Slytherins/Friends]

I never thought I'd agree with Abbott on anything ever. It's true though. My parents didn't even fight and they're watching us like animals on display. Darren says it's better to just not reply to anything the Ministry writes, but Merlin how I'd like to. Tell him off and good and have energy to spare, that's what I'd do.

Ought to take him through a day in the life of Pansy Parkinson. That ought to shut him right on up. Course, I shouldn't. He'd probably think I was about to go on a murderous rampage or something. Right, because I've the skill to do that. Arse.

Muggles certainly do some--peculiar things. I don't think I realised how much. Professor Tonks' class--the male one, not the female one, only preps you so much. But where we carry gold, which can get terribly heavy, they have flat, parchment like bits that they use as money. It's got numbers on it, goes by notes or quid or... I don't know. But apparently it works the same way? OH and the little plastic cards. There's this--machine thing. And you simply slide the card through it and it apparently takes money out of their vault? Why don't we have something like that? We're bleeding wizards and we have to carry around a heavy bag of coins while they just carry these lightweight bits of magic?

I've also discovered that along with having better clothing than we do, they have brilliant furniture. I spent a bit too long in the home fashions area last night, just browsing. I think I may, at some point, buy a duvet. They seem incredibly warm, and while that's not as necessary right now, it'll be brilliant come winter. And the colours! Merlin, Draco, do you mind terribly if I redo your entire room in emerald green? Yes, no? I thought it was a good idea!

Oh, hell, I'm going to be late. At least I don't have to take those big black car things or worse, that giant underground train. One thing about being a witch is, there's Apparition points all over London!

Oh. Oh, Merlin. I-- [ink splotch] I think I've just been offered a job.

[Hexed to Slytherins, but NOT Millicent]

I'm going to hex her senseless. Please someone remind me why I shouldn't hex her completely and utterly senseless. How can anyone be so bloody stupid?! Is she that blind? It's like one step forward and two steps back around here. Everytime I think maybe people will look at us and not think 'Slytherin's full of bullies and morons and people too stupid to do anything better', something goes and messes it all up.

Salazar, I don't mean to get so worked up but---dammit. Someone talk sense into her, because clearly I can't.

[Hexed to Draco]

You've no right to spoil me so. I've half a mind to make you return these.

I suppose I'm meant to comment on the new law, but really, why bother? I'd only be repeating what those wiser than me have already said. Unfair, not right, etc. etc. Obviously I don't approve, but I'd only be the next in a long line of people saying so. And since just saying so is apparently getting nothing changed, I'm not entirely sure it's worth it.

Let's discuss something much more thrilling. Hogsmeade weekend is here, finally, out of the castle, finally, and I can't deny the urge to go out and do something. Not that there's an awful lot to do, now that we're older. I don't enjoy Honeyduke's like I used to before Greg and Vince and Zonko's never much appealed to me. Visiting the Shrieking Shack rather lost its appeal years ago and you can only spend so many hours at The Three Broomsticks watching Rosmerta try to shack up. Madam Puddifoot's doesn't even have its usual appeal this weekend, what with the holiday being on us and you know how nauseating she gets.

I don't know. Perhaps I'm outgrowing Hogsmeade. It seems so novel in third year, when you're first allowed to go. Everything's new and exciting and different. And now it's a bit of the same old same old. I'm not entirely sure I even want to stay in England on leaving school, let alone still be going to Hogsmeade every day. Maybe the laws are different in the other countries If I'm still allowed out that is

( In this rainfall, feeling so small, this dream was not supposed to break )