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[30 Jul 2009|05:29pm] |
[Private]
I suppose that I should be thinking about this project that Travers assigned me, but though I am loathe to admit it, I simply do not care. The Dark Lord, surely, can manage just fine without me. It is not that I find myself disloyal to Him. More that He does so little and leaves it all to the Inner Circle, and perhaps my expectations from them are too high, but I am tired of being disdained, and of my sacrifices counting for nothing, simply because I am a fullblood.
I must keep my doubts quiet, lest I end up like the Burkes. Fortunately, the only person I would have trusted with my doubts is dead, and perhaps I would have said something to Jacqueline, a long time ago, but now I do not know what to think of her and have no interest in what I think of her.
Rodolphus Lestrange is dead. Now even less will get done, as I feel as though he did more than the rest of the Inner Circle, and the rest of the Lestranges will be too busy mourning and burning down villages to do anything constructive.
I have nothing to say in public, or on the topic of marriage. I think this may be a first.
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[25 Jun 2009|11:38pm] |
[Second Generation Death Eaters]
I think perhaps we should become more organised with this search for Conrad. I've already been to his home and the usual spots, and he's nowhere to be found. Of course, he does have a rather disgusting affinity for Muggle drinking establishments, but there are far too many of them in London alone for one to canvas on their own.
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[07 Jun 2009|12:36pm] |
[Private]
Even if we win, really win, it will not have been worth it. Not even being able to wipe the vigilantes off the earth and establish a real order would have been worth losing my sister. The loss of my arm for the Dark Lord is one thing -- that was my sacrifice to make. But Mireille was is was a lady. She should have had nothing to do with any of this. She never did anything to harm any of them -- she was as innocent as they come and she was, at times, much more tolerant of those of lesser blood than the rest of us. After all, she worked so hard to help Agatha Chubb fit in, and plan her wedding.
Our family has done nothing but aid the cause, and this is how we are repaid. Uncle Augustus has worked tirelessly for the Dark Lord for decades and I know that I am far from the most competent of the Death Eaters, but I have always tried to follow orders and do my best. I can just imagine the people sighing and relief that it was only a fullblood that died, thank Merlin. What does it matter, the years of service, if we are one generation away from the arbitrary definition of 'pure.' Who made that distinction, anyway? There have been no Muggles on either side of the family for at least a hundred years, and yet they turn their noses up at us as if we are no better than Snape with his Muggle father.
I did what I was told. I brought in five people to help the situation and still she was killed. If I couldn't protect my own sister, what use am I?
It is so much more lonely here knowing that she won't be coming home.
[Danaë]
I know we planned to meet this weekend, and I would like to apologise that circumstances have not allowed that.
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[04 Jun 2009|02:14am] |
[Mireille]
I just thought you should know that Mother is still worried you've used this hostage situation as a cover under which to run off with a mudblood.
As you can see, my handwriting is improving immensely.
If you have run off with a mudblood, I suggest you come home at the same time the hostages are returned, if only for the fact that if people find out about it, I'll never get married. Danaë Aesalon may be Greek but she wasn't born yesterday.
[Demetrius]
Seeing as we have a vested interest in doing well with this assignment on both a personal and professional capacity, I think we should form a plan. We can drag Warrington along to where we have to go at the last moment and hope he is having a useful day.
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