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Entry 03

January 3, 2001

OH MY DIETIES! TODAY WAS THE BEST DAY EVER! WHY YOU ASK? WHY? BECAUSE I GOT TO STAB DRACO MALFOY IN THE THIGH WITH A CURSED KNIFE! I AM LITERALLY LAUGHING OUT LOUD, SHAKING AS I WRITE THIS DOWN. I HAVE LITERAL TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE.

Now that I am writing about it, it makes it the best day ever. Bloody cunt thinking he can standing up to me now since my bloody damn magic is bind did he forget that I trained next to him, stood next to him all those years, fighting and killing with the exact same training we received. Did he think just because my magic is bind, all that went away as well. I maybe walking around like a hollow shell of my former self, but all that training I endured is second nature, they didn't go away. I can clearly see his shocked expression, the pain and hearing his screaming and hollering. Right now I am besides myself in tears with laughter. Sorry, but I couldn't wait to write this down. That damn git.

Today started out on a good note I was feeling happy and bright. Looking forward to a wonderful cold day but that was short-lived. My husband had informed me that he was going to have several of "the guys "over. I told Theo, while he was doing that, I was just going to be in the backyard by the fire pit, reading my book. Usually nobody comes around nor is anyone bothering me. So I figured it was going to be the same. I didn't have to tend to anyone, and I was just going to do my own thing.

From my husband study there's only one window where he can see where I am at, so he got the backyard ready for me. He had charmed the area to stay nice and warm, where I comfortably sat on our sofa covered with a big, fluffy sherpa throw. Have you ever read a book that just makes you laugh out loud like you literally laugh out loud because of how funny it is, it's like you can feel the emotions of the characters feel their silliness, feel their joy and feel that laughter and happiness. Well, this book that I'm reading now is fun to read. I sometimes indulge in lighthearted humorous books or novels just to get away, I guess an escape from reality. But this book had me laughing and chuckling and having to pause to say oh my God, and just laughing with happiness, feeling joy and happiness, and I could feel eyes on me, and I know it was my husband looking down from his study. He probably saw a crazy person, laugh hysterically, wiping away tears of laughter and I was just enjoying my time. That's when I felt that second pair of eyes. Like a Dementor, sucking the life and happiness out of you, you know, they say some people bring out the best in you, then there's others who bring out the worse. It was when I made eye contact with the gray steel colored eyes of the person who does the latter. The audacity of Draco Malfoy coming into my personal space, breathing the same air I breathe.

And you know what he says to me, he says "Oh! Well look at you, I didn't know you still knew how to laugh without a care in the world." Like fuck you dude I wouldn't be in the situation that I'm in right now with these chains if it weren't for him. That asshole tells me, "It's for my own good." after everything that I did, everything I sacrifice for him to complete his very first fucking mission as a death eater. When he was afraid of what was going to happen and unsure about his loyalty. Then he had to tell me that he knew what was better for me. What was good for me? He denies it that he has any doing and why I'm wearing these fucking chains, I can feel his magic in some of the curses that are layered on these chains that bind my magic. He really knows how to fuck with someone's day and mood. Draco is the bane of my existences right now. Draco Malfoy really has the audacity to bring out the cold, murderous, unattached, sociopath side of me. We got into a tussle and I walked back inside after stabbing him in the leg with his curse knife, as he laid on the ground holding his leg yelling after me.

I really hate that feeling the numb, emotionless, murderous, and cold distant feeling, I hate getting stuck in that state. I could feel my whole body buzzing, and the chains letting low electrical current flow around my body. I kicked open my husband's study door, and everyone jumped up, on guard as I walked through the door. My husband made a bee line to me, and told everyone it was time to leave. He was looking at the blood on my left hand and brought me into a tight embrace. I could smell the woodsy sweet aroma of tobacco and the smell of the brandy he likes to dip his cigar into before he lights it. I inhaled his scent, as I trembled and cried, then started laughing hysterically. He pulled away from me, looking down at me with worry as he watched me laugh like a mad woman. Then I stopped, and said, "I should have stabbed him in the neck." And started laughing again and looked up at him. He asked, "Stab who in the neck, love?". I replied with, "Who else, Draco." He pinched the bridge of his nose, and exhaled and said, "My love, you are going to be the death of me."

My dear husband took me to wash up and change my clothing. Then we had an early dinner, when we were about done, my husband was summoned again. I followed him to our bedroom, where he got his cape and mask. Before he left, he gave me a long hard kiss. Its almost midnight and he hasn't returned yet. I am perched on my sofa, writing and waiting. I am sure its because of Draco's leg. I don't regret it at all. I am also sure I'll be hearing from his mother or his wife tomorrow. I will let you know the outcome of that summoning and the outcome of dealing with his mother or wife. I'm still giggling. I'll end on that note.

XO,

Mrs. Nott