Piscean Ponderings

[Adelia Lovegood]

February 12th, 1887   

A most unexpected letter arrived today from none other than Mr. Urquart, the Minister of Magic. For some reason he wishes to have tea with me. Well I suppose the motive must be that he's looking to move on from his late wife, I can't imagine why he might want to take time out of his busy schedule to have tea with me otherwise.

I have written him back and I suppose we shall be having tea on Thurdsay.

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

February 16th, 1887   

I brought Orlando along with me to tea with the Minister. Tea with the Minister. I'm really not sure what to think now. He is perfectly polite and kind, but he does have six children and just one would be quite intimidating. I adore my brother's children, but it is one thing to be an aunt and another to be a step-mother, not that I think it at all likely. Mr. Urquart's invitation was so out of the blue, I must imagine he has other eligible women in his sights, I can't imagine where he might have gotten the idea to single me out from. If there were a chance he wanted to marry me at some point in the future, I'm not sure what I would do. Six children are a lot and I should like my own but seven or more is really quite extravagant, not to mention he is the Minister of Magic, everyone would have expectations. What if he prefers his first wife to me? What if I cannot forget Mr. Herondale?

       It really is silly to even consider these things when he        shall probably never ask me to tea again!

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

February 24th, 1887   

I am determined not to be miserable, I am seven and twenty years of age and all the better for it. Birthdays are for celebrating, not for mourning. At the very least I am far too old to be sulking like a child over the unavoidable passage of time. I should think of the positives, for example, no one shall ever wonder if I shall marry before I am a spinster ever again for it is too late. I shan't need a chaperone any longer if I do not want one, although I'm so used to having constant company I'm not sure I'd like going out alone.

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

February 26th, 1887   

I promised not to sulk but I am firmly avoiding everyone, including my brothers. Shame on me.
I have painted quite a lot these last couple days though.

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

February 28th, 1887   

I am finally tired of my own company. Time to stop shutting out the world. I shall embrace spinsterhood from henceforth. There are a great many things worse than becoming a spinster, for example, being trapped in an unhappy marriage. I'm fortunate enough to have the world's best brothers, not to mention my darling niece and nephews – what more could I want?

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

April 11th, 1887   

My brother received a letter this morning from Mr. Urquart. He apparently intends to ask if I should like to court him. It came as a great surprise to me, although I have seen more of him since tea a couple months ago, I certainly didn't expect this. Certainly not so soon, anyhow.

I'm not quite sure what to think really. Mr. Urquart is a very good man, of that I'm sure, I also cannot deny that he is very distinguished looking, handsome even. I think I may have a few reservations, but I'm probably just afraid of a third disappointment.

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

April 15th, 1887   

Mr. Urquart will be arriving soon and I'm a mess. It seems as though I'm about to step onto an express train that I can't get off of until it reaches its final destination. I feel as though I must accept him because he's a very nice man and my chances of marrying and having a family are almost certainly non-existent if I don't, not to mention if I do, I may regret it for the rest of my life. I wish it were James Herondale coming this afternoon, but it is not and I know nothing good can ever come of this ridiculous pining. If I turn down Mr. Urquart because of my stubborn, unrequited attraction then when it inevitably fades into vagueness, I will surely realize what I've given up and that regret will haunt me.

I need to clear my head and stop this silly worrying.

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

April 15th, 1887   

It seems it is official, the Minister of Magic is courting me. I scarcely know what to do or think.

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

May 1st, 1887   

I have just received a letter from Mr. Urquart, he already wants me to meet his eldest daughter. I wasn't expecting this quite so soon, I don't know when I expected to make the acquaintance of his children, but it certainly wasn't yet. What if she doesn't like me?

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

May 13th, 1887   

Miss Delight Urquart is a lovely young lady and I think I managed to make a good impression on her, if I didn't she certainly didn't make it obvious. She is certainly a credit to her father and an interesting character with further acquaintance, I'm sure.

Despite how well it seemed to go, Mr. Urquart has five other children I have yet to meet.

  

[Adelia Lovegood]

May 14th, 1887   

I feel a little less apprehensive today about meeting the Minister's other children, sleep is rather remarkable for leveling one's head. That said, I still wish to put off that meeting as long as possible for the judgement of five children is worse than just one.

On an unrelated note, I've been oddly deprived of my Witch Weekly subscription this Sunday.