~Monday 21 December - Near dawn~Monday 21 December - Near dawnI haven't had time for anything.It is so frustrating having to go through with this illusion, pretending to teach when I have so much on my mind. I get so caught up in this act that I forget that I once had dreams and aspirations of my own - that I was once more than a pawn in someone else's game. I know, I gave up my dreams the moment that I became a Death Eater but- no. There is no sense looking back on all that. I never had much hope anyway. I have no dreams now. I ask only to be left alone to brew healing draughts for my dying mother. I cannot even do that, for now I must worry about the students, the Ma
The Serpent Cycle: The Professor: Chapter 18~Sunday 20 December - Almost two in the morningI think that I can write about the remainder of my night in Malfoy Manor now.I had escaped the notice of my former girlfriend's parents. I made for the nearest door, hoping to escape from the crowd of people gathered in the main hall of the party. So fearful was I of being noticed that I had not bothered to care where the door might have taken me.The room that I had entered into was smaller and much darker. The only light came from the fireplace and the large ornate lamp set upon the table - but I could clearly see the faces of all the men present in the room. How he had gotten there be
The Serpent Cycle: The Professor: Chapter 17~Sunday 20 December - Near to One in the morningI don't know where to begin. I returned from Malfoy Manor nearly two hours ago and I am still sickened by all that I have done and all that I have witnessed.Writing about it will do little to ease my mind. Speaking with Dumbledore about the evening certainly did not help. Awful. I can still sense the taint of it upon me, as if the very air of the place was cursed. It is trapped in my lungs. I want to cough it out but I can't. Their malice creeps beneath my skin - I want to scratch that out, but it will never leave me. How can it? The scar upon my arm seals the black poison within me forever.
The Serpent Cycle: The Professor: Chapter 16~Monday 14 December – Late evening Clouds obscure the moonI watched them burry my father. I don't want to think upon the rest of it. I just want to teach my classes to take my mind from the matter. Tomorrow...~Tuesday 15 December – Late evening Clouds obscure the moonPerhaps I should have listened to Dumbledore's advice and allowed someone else to teach my classes today. Though to think on it - that is what happened, for it was not I who stood before the students and lectured today. In my place was an undead monster that walked lifelessly through the room and spoke with my voice to give the class their instructions. It was no different