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  <title>The Man in the Mask</title>
  <subtitle>What Lies Behind It?</subtitle>
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    <name>Rodolphus Lestrange</name>
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  <updated>2006-09-08T18:30:08Z</updated>
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    <title>Trente</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T18:30:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T18:30:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This tiny little island is suffocating me.  Everywhere I go I run into old acquaintances, new enemies, and fools.  They are all the same: stupid, narrow-minded cowards.  I'm sick of them, and I'm sick of this goddamn country.  I don't think I'd be able to stand another day here if it weren't for the small pleasures my life here allows me.  But honestly, if something doesn't happen soon, I just might disappear forever.  I don't even care about being remembered anymore.  I don't need recognition from those wankers to feel like somebody.  Fuck them, and fuck England.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:m_lestrange:9430</id>
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    <title>Vingt et neuf</title>
    <published>2006-07-26T18:13:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-26T18:13:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've reached an epiphany lately.  I've been too effeminate for too long.  No more of this philosophizing, this wallowing in my own thoughts and memories.  Where have they ever gotten me?  No, it's about time I stopped pretending I'm somone I'm not.  I'm beginning a new life outside of Hogwarts, and I'm not going to drag the old Rodolphus out with me.  &lt;strike&gt;The part of me that Alice poisoned is gone.&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <title>Vingt et huit</title>
    <published>2006-07-20T09:35:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-20T09:35:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I had been sent there only to massacre muggles, I would have been disappointed in my Lord, but now I know that what we did was so much more than that.  We know his enemies, now.  We know how quickly the Ministry can respond, what their weaknesses are, and more importantly, we know who we need to look out for.  Gideon Prewett.  I never knew the man before I looked him in the eyes and hexed him into St. Mungo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never known anything like that attack.  The screaming muggles...the explosions...the chaos of it all would have frightened me except for one thing: I was in control.  They were running from &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;.  They were screaming because they were frightened of what &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; would do to them, of what I did do to them.  And now...the power of knowledge.  There will be no stopping us next time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:m_lestrange:8940</id>
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    <title>Vingt et sept</title>
    <published>2006-06-27T18:23:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-28T03:58:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">At long last...&lt;br /&gt;Freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearest Bella,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's leave England.  I'm sick of this small island with it's small minded people and small dreams.  There's so much more the world can offer us.  Why aren't we reaching out and taking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rodolphus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Nott,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle has suggested that I start looking for a job now that I'm out of Hogwarts, but of course there isn't anything that catches my fancy, that is of course, the line of work that you and him are in.  I thought I might contact you to express my interest and learn more about your lifestyle.  I don't believe in flattery, so I won't bother, but I will say that Uncle speaks highly of you and I believe you have a good deal to offer me, as I hope I can offer you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Rodolphus Lestrange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lucius,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At long last I have joined the real world.  I hope we might meet and catch up on things.  You're a busy man, of course, but not too busy for an old school mate, I hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Rodolphus Lestrange</content>
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    <title>Vingt et six</title>
    <published>2006-06-09T04:16:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-27T09:01:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Screw exams.  I know pretty much everything by now, anyways.  What use is cramming my head full of useless information that I'm only going to forget the minute the exam is over?  It's pointless.  This whole institution is pointless.  I'll be happy to get out of here.  Though, there is some business I have to take care of before I leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella, darling.  Could you meet me tomorrow?  The big rock by the lake.  I'll be there after herbology.</content>
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    <title>Vingt et cinq</title>
    <published>2006-05-22T02:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-22T02:47:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's say we up the score on our little battle against the Lions. This petty pranking has already begun to bore me.  The school year's almost over. Don't let the rest of the seventh years and me leave thinking that none of you have the courage or cleverness to come up with something really juicy.</content>
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    <title>Vingt et quatre</title>
    <published>2006-05-13T21:57:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-13T21:57:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Revenge has become more difficult.  I'm no longer satisfied with the bullying I used to do, or the silly hexes and jinxes we learn in school, or ambushing a student in a corridor to kidnap or attack him.  I'm better than that now.  I should be able to exact revenge in a much more complicated, satisfying manner.  It's going slowly, but at least I'm making progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella is upset I haven't been spending time with her. Women.  She will understand when she sees what I've been working on (if I can actually put my thoughts together, that is).  She might even be able to put in her own ideas, though I wonder if she would waste time on my victim, unless that victim became the little Gryffinwhore.  Bella would love torturing her.  I'm sure she has already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge will come to pass. These games the Snakes and Lions are playing on each other are fun, yes, but they aren't anything compared to what I want to exact on this fool.  I say let them have their fun, I might even join in, but when the time comes, this whole school will be blown away by what I've done.  I've decided to go out with a bang, and that bang is going to hurt lots of people who deserve it.  No one at Hogwarts will forget Rodolphus Lestrange.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Owl to Uncle Adrien</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T21:41:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-27T09:15:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Adrien,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some of your information.  I'm sure you've already heard what happened between me and the Kilcher girl, but rest assured, that is over and done with.  I should never have been so foolish and I've learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not rid of her yet. I've heard rumors about Mrs. Kilcher having financial problems, and I'd like you to tell me what you know about her family. There's only so much I know about her parents, but I need to know more.  If you could respond as quickly as possible, I would really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving nephew,&lt;br /&gt;Rodolphus</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:m_lestrange:7668</id>
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    <title> Vingt et trois</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T04:07:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-14T04:07:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Clever trick? Hardly.  I find that putting the pudding in the showers is far from cunning or funny.  I shouldn't waste my time retaliating such a foolish and pointless prank.  I would say I have bigger fish to fry, but that is hardly the case.  I suppose I could use a little something for me to practice certain talents.  I might also mention that I no longer have any use for the house of Gryffindor.  I should never have  associated myself even indirectly with such pompous cowards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I should never have let that little Gryffinwhore get to me.  Bella was right, she never belonged with me, never belonged in my world.  She doesn't have the fortitude for someone like me.  She's not strong enough, and she won't be strong enough to withstand what I have in store for her and her little prefect.  Longbottom got what was coming to him, but the fight between us is far from over.  He's going to pay for making me look like a fool, and she is going to pay for ever thinking she deserved more than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to make alliances that really matter.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:m_lestrange:7295</id>
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    <title>Vingt et deux</title>
    <published>2006-03-18T06:21:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-18T06:21:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lissy is impossible.  Bellatrix even more so.  One seems to be warming up to me while the other's affection is waning.  Bellatrix seems content to kiss me in the hospital wing while Lissy is skeptical of my desires for spending time with her outside of school.  I want revenge on Bellatrix and can't seem to stay away from her.  I want to be with Lissy all the time but can't seem to be in her presence for more than a moment without us fighting.  I don't understand women.  They make me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to more important matters...  Uncle said he wrote to Lucius about finding me a career or some following to my liking.  I'm looking forward to it.  Of course, I couldn't care less about social standing or money (we have enough of it to be sure), but Lucius seems to have something I don't have: drive.  What drives me but the mere pursuit of knowledge and bettering myself?  What am I without a cause?  I am constantly trying to learn new spells and improve my talents, but what is it if I can't put them to use at all?  It's frustrating, but I have high hopes that my good friend can lead me in the right direction.  We'll see what happens, in time...</content>
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    <title>Owl to Lucius Malfoy</title>
    <published>2006-02-27T23:25:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-27T23:25:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;An owl to Lucius Malfoy from Rodolphus' uncle and caretaker, Adrien Lestrange:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucius Malfoy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my eldest nephew's last year at Hogwarts, and he has been perusing his career options with little success.  He wrote to me asking for an introduction into the wizarding world outside of school and ideas about what line of work he should follow, but I am afraid I am too busy to be of any aid.  I am away in Romania for months on some important business and unable to attend to him, but you seem to be a...decent fellow.  Your father speaks very highly of you, and Rodolphus seems to hold you in his favor as well.  Perhaps you could introduce my nephew to our mutual friend so that he can begin his journey to adulthood in the right sort of company.  Both he and I would greatly appreciate the favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Adrien Lestrange</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:m_lestrange:6721</id>
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    <title>Vingt et un</title>
    <published>2006-02-27T23:10:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-27T23:10:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the McKinnon woman is dead.  I can't say I'm sorry.  I never met the muggle and I don't know her daughter. Still, it's intriguing.  The Daily Prophet reported it as if it was more than a random attack on a muggle, and Dumbledore seems to think that this attack is related to the other attacks.  He also seems to think that there will be more.  I wonder, what is this "vast system that has yet to be fully understood"?  Who is behind all this?  Are they random attacks on muggles, or are they connected with the deaths of wizards?  It intrigues me.  I'm sure Uncle will know more about it.  Damn this school and the bubble that contains it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearest Uncle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you know about the death of the McKinnon woman?  I'm sure that you know more than anyone in this school could possibly tell me.  Don't worry, I am being patient.  I realize that there are only a few months before I can join you in the wizarding world, but I need to know what is going on out there.  Please send me a word, anything.  I'm dying to understand&lt;strike&gt; and dying to be a part of it&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving nephew,&lt;br /&gt;Rodolphus</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:m_lestrange:6428</id>
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    <title>Owl to Alice Kilcher</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T23:11:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T23:18:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forgive me for forgetting, but I don't exactly have the right connections to find out what your birthday was.  I hope this makes up for it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enclosed is a barret and a moving photograph:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/nefermaat/hj214L.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/nefermaat/300px-Equus_Arabian2.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Ophelia.  She's lovely, gentle, and passionate.  I think the two of you will get along very nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rodolphus</content>
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    <title>Vingt</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T22:16:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T22:27:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bella really thinks she can try to win me over, doesn't she?  Call it even?  Who is she kidding?  We're not even close to being through.  I've let her comments about my family slide more often than I should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know exactly what that girl needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ball is here, and again the students are in an uproar.  Dances were always a good opportunity to win over some pretty, corruptible thing, but I'm rather sick of that.  It's not fun anymore.  It used to make me laugh that all the students got so worked up over such a silly thing, but lately I've been rather annoyed with the whole lot of them.  The sooner I can get out of the school, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's not worth mentioning that I'm not going to the ball.  Besides, it will be nice to get things done on my own time away from the prying eyes of students who will all be busy dancing and frolicing and having a gay old time.  I don't think Lissy would be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lissy...her birthday...fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like me to forget things like that.  I blame Bellatrix completely.</content>
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    <title>Dix-Neuf</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T22:34:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-11T22:34:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Revenge.</content>
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    <title>Owl to Alice Kilcher</title>
    <published>2006-01-02T17:33:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-03T05:33:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Lissy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to see you before school starts.  Rabastan is visiting our cousins for a few days.  I've given the servants the day off.  Would you care to join me at my estate?  I'm sure the Evanses wouldn't mind you being absent for a day&lt;strike&gt; or two&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rodolphus</content>
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    <title>Christmas Owls</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T23:05:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T23:18:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas, dear Lissy.&lt;br /&gt;~Rodolphus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/nefermaat/NEC05_gemstone_garnet_necklace.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas, Bella.  Even though you look stunning without jewelry, I can't help doting on such a beauty.&lt;br /&gt;~Rodolphus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/nefermaat/penny_medusa2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/nefermaat/dragon-ew-006.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas, Lucius.  Too bad we only talked for a while at your party.  Uncle has suggested that our families get together over the holidays with the Black sisters.  Perhaps we'll see you before getting back to school.&lt;br /&gt;~Rodolphus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enclosed is a silver hip flask engraved with the Malfoy family crest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas, Professor.  I hope you had as wonderful a holiday as Rabastan and I did.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enclosed is a box of crystallized pineapple and a bottle of very good quality wine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas, dear brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/nefermaat/sterling-silver-arabic-pocket-watch.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Engraved with the Lestrange family crest and Rabastan's initials.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Black sisters,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are having a happy holiday.  Give my regards to your mother.  I hope that our families can get together before school starts.  My uncle wishes you all a good Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;~Rabastan Lestrange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Andromeda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/nefermaat/emerald_ring_ladies_913r.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Narcissa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/nefermaat/1799a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;</content>
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    <title>Dix-Huit</title>
    <published>2005-12-20T15:22:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-20T15:40:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Good show, lads.  Though you are Gryffindors, I am assuming, I commend your creativity and resourcefulness.  I would have thought only Slytherins were clever enough for a trick like that, but you showed us all.  You really made me laugh.  Thank you, whoever you are.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Dix-Sept</title>
    <published>2005-12-11T01:53:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-11T01:54:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alice was in the hospital wing.  Supposedly someone trapped her in a classroom and tortured her.  Sounds like something Bella would do.  Yes, there are a fair share of Slytherins who would love to see Alice tortured, but few of them have the guts to do something like that.  I'm surprised there isn't more stir about the whole thing.  It is obvious she suffered dark magic.  I only wonder how much the teachers know.  &lt;strike&gt;I also wonder if Alice is doing alright.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making it my duty to find out who is the man behind Hogwarts' Eyes.  It seems some of my little secrets have been spilt.  I knew I was taking risks by snogging with Alice in the halls and slipping in the Truth Serum myself, but the prat only mentioned one letter as the suspect, so the school has nothing on me.  Still, I don't like it when people know my secrets, and I don't like the people who make it their business to find out mine.  I'll find him, or her, whoever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't met with Bella in days.  Yes, I've seen her in class, but she's completely avoiding me anywhere else we meet.  I have stopped chasing her, for now.  I'm not completely done with her yet, though.  She's made me look like a fool, and even though I am completely enthralled by her, there's no way anyone gets away with that.  Then again, the magic she used was far advanced for even a 7th year, and though I know the Blacks are no stranger to dark magic, I wonder just how much time and effort she puts into practicing these spells.  It impresses me to the point where I must respect her, which is something few actually accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Uncle has written to me to lay off my pursuit.  I don't know which one he meant.  He can't mention the dark arts in the owl, of course, but I don't know why he could know about Bella.  She's written to her mother, I know.  Perhaps the word leaked out that I was after her.  They're in all the same circles, of course.  He must have meant her.  He said there are more important things to worry about.  He's right, I know, but he should know by now that once I get something in my head I can't get it out until I have it.  Rabastan agrees with him, however, so I suppose I should lay off the pursuit for at least a while.  Maybe she'll think she's won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I'm not staying over for the Holidays.  It'll give Rabastan and I more time to practice at home.  Schoolwork for both of us is overbearing, and I'll be happy to be rid of it.  I'll also be happier to be somewhere that eyes aren't always watching me, where I can confide in my elders instead of avoiding their suspicious gazes or winning them over with flattery and charm.  Uncle isn't easily manipulated.  Father wasn't either, and neither am I.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Seize</title>
    <published>2005-11-25T07:18:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T07:18:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's finally come!  I was beginning to worry it wouldn't make it on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b101/nefermaat/bdaypresent.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Lucius' birthday present.  I had it customed designed.  It definitely cost me a pretty knut, but I know that Lucius Malfoy has expensive taste, and I think this might show him just how much I'd like to be his chum.  The secret of the cane is that his wand can fight right inside the snake's head, concealing the wand completely within the cane.  I thought that was pretty clever, if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party is coming up.  I'll be deligthed to meet all of Lucius friends, many of which I'm sure have fantastic connections, but, more importantly, are people like us.  I'll most definitely be glad to get out of this school, even if it is only to socialize with other wizards at a party.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Quinze</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T03:22:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T03:22:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucius, dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to attend your much-anticipated ball.  I don't think it was specified, but would you like presents, or no?  I will be coming by floo powder.  Dress is formal, I'm assuming.  I'm looking forward to it immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untill then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Rodolphus Lestrange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Lucius Malfoy is having a ball.  I'm not sure if we're allowed to go off of school property for anything other than emergencies, so I might have to get a little creative.  I assume all the purebloods are invited, as it should be, but that means that both Bella and Alice will be there.  Well, I'll just have to busy myself with mingling with higher ups and catching up with Lucius.  I won't have time to dance with either of them.  Alice knows that I'd prefer for our relationship to be kept secret, and Bella is still very much set on hating me, so I don't think I should have much of a problem with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella actually mentioned me in one of her entries, even if she did say that she loathed me.  That means that I'm in her thoughts, and it really doesn't matter to me at this point whether they are negative or no.  I thought I was making much more progress the other day, but turns out she was just sick.  Well, can't give up after a little thing like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice and I are together.  Well, I guess you could say that.  No, we're not a couple, of course.  When have I ever really been someone's &lt;i&gt;boyfriend&lt;/i&gt;?  It turns out that we have more in common than I thought, really.  Well, can't let that get in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get in the way of what?  It's not like I'm looking for something from that Kilcher girl.  It's not like she has anything to offer me, except some momentary distraction from the tediousness of life at Hogwarts.  I should stop pretending like I'm only indulging my fancies of her in order to obtain something.  I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.</content>
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    <title>Quatorze</title>
    <published>2005-11-07T05:58:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-07T06:00:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The posters proclaiming Sev and Rosier's wedding were a cheep shot.  Clever, I won't deny, but still a cheap shot.  I wonder if a Gryffindor would be so sneaky as that.  Then again, those that have it in for Severus aren't exactly as...noble as their house status claims them to be.  Well, they'll be gone after a while.  I guess it's really up to Severus to decide whether he's going to let it get to him or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing else to talk about.  Nothing that makes sense, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was out of school.  Everything here is so tedious.  The only thing people get excited about around here is Quidditch.  It's sad, really.</content>
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    <title>Treize</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T11:37:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T11:37:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Another eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Now I just need to find a way to explain all the scratches and bite marks all over my body...&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <title>Douze</title>
    <published>2005-11-02T10:18:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-02T10:18:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have Ancient Runes homework.  &lt;strike&gt;Generique you old hag!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;strike&gt;life&lt;/strike&gt; this lesson will make more sense in the morning.</content>
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    <title>Onze</title>
    <published>2005-10-31T09:23:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-31T09:23:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy Halloween everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw some Ravenclaw weirdos kissing in the Great Hall today.  Usually, I wouldn't care, but lately...well, let's just say that Alice and I don't have the luxury of an open relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be easier if I didn't care?  It would be so much simpler if I decided to forget Bella and all the rest of the purebloods.  I could have an open relationship with Alice.  I could be happy and not have to worry about who I need to impress, who to be friends with, who to hide things from.  Oh, if only I could be honest again.  Perhaps Alice and I could love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding, though?  I can't be an honest person.  I can't have an open relationship.  Bella would kill Alice if she knew what I was doing to them both.  I can't be open about my past.  I can fool the others into thinking that I'm an innocent person like the rest of them, but I can't allow myself to be fooled, too.  Alice could never love me knowing what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could never love me knowing that I've killed.</content>
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