It seems my new job at the Zabini Manor is to entertain harlots and their twit daughters.
Father thought it would be a good idea to invite one of his old friends, Mr. Nertuil, over for supper. They attended Hogwarts together, both in Slytherin. He works for the Ministry and Father thought I should converse with him. As is customary, I received a lecture on minding my manners, and making a good impression. Which is pointless, because I always do.
Accompanying Mr. Nertuil, was his new wife and her incompetent daughter, Jesabella. She is a year younger then I, and is being taught magic by a private instructor.
Needless to say,
she was the most horrid and appalling creature I had ever met in my life. Throughout supper, she found it necessary to caress my feet with hers. Whenever her step-father addressed me, she would run her toe along the back of my leg. I attempted to keep composure, but Father could tell I was distracted and not paying full attention to the conversation. He took me aside after the dishes had been cleared and dessert was about to be served. I tried to explain the situation, but he simply wouldn't listen. He told me frankly that if I wanted to impress Mr. Nertuil, I would have to win his new family.
I agreed, and forced myself to smile across the table at her during dessert. It was then that Mrs. Nertuil raved about how charming I was and how Jessabella and I "must get together sometime. A rendezvous in Hogsmeade would be simply lovely!". After coffee father suggested Jessabella and I take a walk through the gardens. I relented, and offered my arm to take the girl for a stroll.
She was repulsive talking about her hair, her clothing and attempting to take hold of my hand. The night ended not a moment too soon.
I was less then fond of her.
But for some reason, she kept me up all night. Not by the possibility of attraction, but because of the total lack of. She was by no means unattractive. She had beautiful long blond hair, and was rather shapely for her age. She just had no affect on my what so ever. Well physically I suppose, but her being in my presence repulsed me. I suppose if she hadn't opened her mouth, things would have been fine.
I need someone to talk to.