Sigh. Another uneventful day. Severus has been mopier than usual and refuses to divulge his reasons. Not that I truly care about whatever problems he might be having, so long as he's still able to preform his various "brains of the operation" duties against those bloody Marauders. Not that my intellect wouldn't be sufficient against those idiots.

Oh, but I am so aggravated. I've just received a letter from home bringing me the joyful news that my stupid sister has gone and got herself pregnant. They suspect it's the child of a Mudblood. How revolting. I always knew she was a half-wit, but I hadn't given up hope completely that she would have enough sense not to disgrace her family by breeding with such filth. Mother is the one who wrote it, and she sounded less angry and more distraught. Weak woman. I know that if it weren't for her influence on father, he would throw out the stupid bitch and her disgusting offspring in an instant. I'm all for that, personally. She should bloody well know better than to muck up our pure blood. I'm personally offended.

Aside from that lovely little bit of news, I have no idea how things are at home. Pretty much the same as always, I'd expect, in which case I'm glad to be out of there, despite how dull things have been around here. Oh well, I suppose I'll just have to make an effort to change that...