||[Oct. 2nd, 2003|08:47 am]
I'm trying to feel as maternally affectionate as I possibly can. I've even decided to become tyrannical, and have ordered the house elves to clean every last corner of the house. Yes, that means my husband's half of the house. And Draco's room.
I thought I might actually try my hand at cookery and make him some sort of a welcome-home meal, but then I remembered exactly how well that sort of thing worked out last time, so I resisted the urge.
Draco, my dear, come home quickly and give your poor mother the opportunity to revert to her usual nasty self.