Life has been busy, like most I sat for my NEWT level classes and am waiting to hear back. In the meantime, I've been managing the family accounts while I'm waiting to start my job training. I suppose I'll keep doing both until my uncle is no longer suspect has time to take them off of my hands.


I'm actually surprised that I was accepted at the Ministry given the family's past. I could do without the condescending and downright hostile glares, but I've got more important things to deal with. Like keeping the Mum and Sophia protected. It's odd, I didn't expect to care for her the way that I do. I guess family is more important to me than I though. It's not a feeling I'm used to and I don't quite know how to deal with it.

I believe Draco's being released this week, perhaps I should say something to him. Though I'm not sure what that would be. I can understand needing to save your own skin, Merlin knows that's what I tried to do during the battle. Instead, I think what bothers me the most is that he pulled one over on me. And if I'm honest with myself, my pride took a blow when that happened. I'm of two minds about the Dark Lord's demise. On one hand it freed me of having to seriously consider taking the Dark Mark, but on the other it proved that a half blood could do more than any of us ever expected. Not that I'm suddenly going to go and support the mudbloods, but perhaps some of them are capable.
And perhaps I should drink less. confronting myself isn't something I care to do very much.