The wife is away again. Something about an extended trip to Greece. I wasn't really paying any attention. I just know that I have the mansion and the maid to myself.

( Private )

Valentine's Day is tomorrow. I bought the wife's present already. She should like it, I would think. Essentially she paid for it. Work has been rather productive, although we're in a lull right now. Confidential, of course. I could tell you, but I'd have to kill you. All that rubbish. I better get my beauty sleep. I've got to get up for work in the morning.

( What I got the wife. )

Work has been going swimmingly. I think I've made a breakthrough, I really do. Although I'm afraid I can't be anymore specific than that without cursing my words to burn your eyes out as you read them. It's a matter of security.

The new year has been more of the same old stuff. Things are gradually getting interesting. Genevieve has decided to stay at home for the next few weeks with quite a bit of 'persuasion'. It'll be nice to have her around and not off shagging anything that moves so she can see what happens around the house when she isn't around.

( private )

I had to work on Christmas. I didn't mind though, things have finally gotten interesting.

( PRIVATE )

Life has been, well, life. The job's going fine, the wife is managing herself a bit better, I've been keeping busy. It's been dull though. Very, very dull. I need to liven things up for the holiday or I might just evaporate. Or worse...

I didn't receive any opinions of my shaving or not. So I've decided not to. I've taken your silence to mean that my devastatingly handsome face looks better with a bit of face fuzz. Thank you all for your participation in my poll. And thank you Bellatrix Lestrange for your opinion of my wife's uncouth behavior, be it your business or not.

Lucius Malfoy is married now. Poor chap.

( Private )

Work = boring.
Social life = non-existent.

Gwen is off with another boy of hers. She thinks I don't know, stupid woman. How can I NOT know? It's usually everyone at work. She'll run out of men sooner or later and have to turn to the women. I don't think she'll be able to bring herself to do it, even to spite me.

I've been thinking of shaving. Yay or nay?

( Keep Out )

Have people forgotten about me? I've not had the slightest bit of human contact in WEEKS... Unless you count my wife and that bloke I work with. And I don't. They do not count. They are not social interactions... They are necessary ones. I'm just slightly disturbed about not having seen anyone. Lucius is probably angry with me for talking to his fiancee. I've not even seen either of those delightful Prewetts. Although I'm sure they're quite busy these days. Aren't we all?

I do believe I managed to irritate one Lucius Malfoy with my last bit of posting. Thinking I'd be fool enough to flirt with his fiancee. That's like having a death wish and if there's one thing I don't want to do, it would be to die at Lucius's hand.

Things are in a lull at the moment at work. Everyone else seems to have quite a bit of work piling up on their desks, while we have our own work to finish... None of which involves paper. Can't have a paper trail after all. But I can't say anymore without having to kill you. And possibly myself in the process.

Genevieve mentioned having children the other evening. Children. I wonder if she means with me or she's trying to tell me something completely different. I can never tell with her.

Yesterday evening I had the good pleasure of meeting Narcissa Black, the elusive fiancee of Lucius Malfoy. I can see why he keeps her locked away, she's a beauty who would probably be stolen away from Lucius if he's not careful. I accompanied her for a time and then we parted ways. It was an entertaining evening, perhaps since for once I am not at home or the Ministry. It's hardly worth leaving that building with all the security we have to go through to get inside. For a few nights I kept a change of clothes in my office and just slept under my desk. Nobody even realized.

( PRIVATE )

It really is quite amazing what you find if you look hard enough for it. But it's really even more amazing what you find when you're not looking for anything at all.

And speaking of seeking-and-ye-shall-finding, is Lucius back yet? Because if that git has come back and not been to see me, I'm going to shave off all that pretty hair of his and hex something not so nice into his scalp.

( private )

Apparently my peers here at the Ministry don't approve of me speaking with one Theresa Pucey as much as I was the other day. We were down in the cafe having a nice lunch and there were some sparks between us so I decided to take advantage encourage the situation. I don't think we would have received as many stares as we did if she wasn't such a loud giggler. But I suppose she can't help it, poor dear. But either way, I called off our lunch and made arrangements for a less visible meeting. It was quite... enjoyable.

The wife is still away. I wish I could find something about this to complain about, but alas. I'm enjoying actually being able to go home without finding that shrew there or any of her many, many lovers. I'm surprised she hasn't caught anything from them yet, the slag. But how improper of me, speaking of my own wife that way. Bad Augustus.

( private )

I came home the other day (the first time in awhile, actually) and I discovered Genevieve, the positively delightful Mrs Rookwood, entertaining upstairs. In our bedroom. With another man, if you've not fully comprehended the point I'm coming to. I know this isn't the first time that little slag has done something like this and I'm not entirely innocent myself but I've never caught her at it. Especially in OUR bedroom. It's disgusting. She says she didn't expect me home so soon. She thought I was off on another of my temper tantrums. Can you believe it? She accused ME of having a bloody temper tantrum!! And anyway, it's not as if that excuses anything. Needless to say, I was furious. I hexed the git for having the nerve and left again. I don't know why I even bother going home to that woman aside from the money. If it wasn't completely disgraceful, I would've divorced her ages ago.

Then I find out that I won't have access to my beloved Lucius for a month! That bastard is leaving me alone at the Ministry for a month with nobody to talk to except that git I work with. I don't even know his name. Montague or something like that. The Prewetts don't talk to me unless they're inebriated and I only have Lucius to blame for that. Whatever will I do for a month on my own?

I've been spending more and more time at The Leaky Cauldron these days. I keep running into the same people as well, so I suppose that's saying something about the lot of us. One Fabian Prewett, who seems a nice enough chap. Rather quiet and doesn't seem to want to talk to me most of the time, but I suppose that's just because I look like a bad guy. There's also his brother Gideon Prewett, who didn't even remember meeting me. Honestly, I thought I made more of an impression than that. I suppose not. They have a friend as well, but I've only met him once and I don't remember his name. He played darts with Lucius one evening though. It was a right good time.

Speaking of Lucius, that sod has been making his way around the Ministry. I thought he had a bird, but apparently not. Either that, or he's one hell of a ladies (and gentlemen)'s man. I didn't think you had it in you, Lucius old boy. But then again, he is a Malfoy and his father... Well, nevermind. My old Housemate doesn't spend much time with me anymore. I think I might be a little heartbroken. I'll take anyone's company over my wife's, the nag.

The mates and I have been going out for a bit of drinking after work for the past few days. There's been nothing else even remotely interesting to do anyway. We usually go to this place in Cardiff but, for whatever reason, we've been sticking close to London. We usually end up in The Leaky Cauldron, although that's proved to be quite entertaining.

Take the other day, for instance. These three delightful chaps were in there. One of 'em I'd seen before. Ran into him at the Ministry, I do believe. Apparently the other two were his brother (a twin, I do believe I heard) and a mate who also works for the Ministry. Or so I've heard. I don't recall ever seeing him before. Anyway, those three ran into Lucius Malfoy. I went to school with Lucius for a bit. I probably went to school with these other fellows for a year or two as well, but I don't recall their faces. Anyway, we were on the verge of a bar brawl numerous times. Eventually the Ministry chap I'm not familiar with dragged off the bloke I ran into at the Ministry and they were off on their own for a bit. Eventually the brother was retrieved. Not before looking as though he wanted to throw Malfoy into a pit of manticores though.

I haven't the slightest idea what it was all about. I don't hear much gossip in the pits of the Ministry where I work and I usually don't care about that sort of thing anyway. But a bit of backstory might've made the entire fiasco a bit more entertaining than it already had been.