"Oh. Does he have a journal?" Narcissa question, having yet to really bother looking at her own other than one entry of Lucius's. "That is rather odd." She agreed. "I have yet to hear word either. I am positive that redheaded mudblood is keeping him occupied. I truly wish he would come to light that she is harmful to his health." Giving a little annoyed sigh, she completed her thought not wishing to give more word on the subject.
Climbing up after him, she settled to straddling his stomach, the nightie inching up her thighs and she didn't even care to fix it. "It is a shame." She whispered, leaning over him to press her lips firmly to his own, letting the kiss linger before pulling away. "How ever will you repay me for the sleep I have lost?"