sent late in the evening

23 July, 1892

Yaxley,

I think it's rather odd that you haven't reached out to me since the beginning of the year. Was there no outcome to the investigation? Surely there must have been; I consider the Ministry a capable institution and would be dismayed to have that opinion changed. Even if by some shortcoming the Ministry has failed in its efforts, I would have expected an update from you. What better things do you have to occupy yourself with? Do I not deserve a simple acknowledgement?

Somewhat sincerely, but also a tad offended,
Raphael Malfoy

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set by lady <3

23 July 1892

Malfoy,

I do not know what you have planned here, but I can hardly think you would stoop so low and waste my precious time on a Saturday evening. The paper work and updates were sent to you long ago, at which point our professional relationship ceased to exist and there was no further need to update you on anything else.

I would recommend you consulting with the Owlery or perhaps check and see if you've any family owls that are missing. Please direct any more questions to the Investigation Office,

Rowan Yaxley

  

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sent shortly after midnight

24 July, 1892

Yaxley,

Forgive me, I wasn't aware the Yaxley owlery closed after business hours.

What better things must you have that penning a simple letter would be so difficult on a Saturday evening? I know working overtime might have its benefits, but it won't do anything but make you more uptight than you already are. Is so much of your life consumed by work that every relationship you have is a working relationship? You never did know how to relax, so I can't say I'm surprised. Always stressed and fussing about, even at Hogwarts.

Have you ever had fun?

Raphael Malfoy

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set by lady <3

24 July 1892; just after midnight

Malfoy,

I think you'll find that most normal citizens owleries would be considered closed at this time of night. I shouldn't feel like you have any right to know what goes on in my personal life, either, however I was relaxing until someone decided to disrupt my evening.

Rowan Yaxley

  

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24 July, 1892

Yaxley,

I'm not sure you know the definition of relax. You are aware that sipping a cup of tea while doing paperwork doesn't count, right?

Raphael Malfoy

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set by lady <3

24 July 1892; just after midnight

Malfoy,

I can assure you what I am doing right now is certainly not the definition of relax given that I am wasting my time penning replies to you instead of enjoying a book. What do you want, Malfoy?

Yaxley

  

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24 July, 1892

Yaxley,

There are plenty of things I want. I'd like a warm bath, another glass, for my arm to stop prickling. It's done that every night since the curse incident, you know? It makes it so difficult to fall asleep each evening. For all that education they put us through at school, I don't remember hearing a single thing about how curses could be so bothersome on the daily.

Wait, I've just realized you said you were reading. Do you read those girly stories? I feel like you would.

Raphael Malfoy

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set by lady <3

24 July 1892

Malfoy,

Your arm still hurts? Haven't you seen a healer about that yet? You certainly have the funds to get it looked at, I should think.

I'm reading a mystery novel.

Yaxley

  

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24 July, 1892

Yaxley,

It's not worth it. It only hurts at night, and by the time I've decided to see a healer I'm too tired to floo there anyways. Sometimes the pain is easier than the sleep.

Mystery novels suit you. You've always been sort of a mystery.

Raphael Malfoy

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set by lady <3

24 July 1892

Malfoy,

I'd highly recommend something that seems to be quite common, though Ive never experienced it: a home visit.

I'll take that as a compliment. I should hate to be predictable. Now go to sleep, Malfoy.

Yaxley

  

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24 July, 1892

Yaxley,

You could pay me a home visit. You're very distracting—maybe even enough that I'll forget the pain.

Raphael Malfoy

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set by lady <3

24 July 1892

Bugger off, Malfoy.

howler by SabinaDrake, coded by Emily

  

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Sent closer to the middle of the night

24 July, 1892

Yaxley,

It was meant as a compliment. No need to be so rude. I can't be mad at you, though. That howler spooked me into spilling my drink all over me, and now I've had to get in the bath. Do they let you use those self-writing quills at the Ministry? They're helpful when my hands are busy. I did always think you'd do better than the Ministry. Why'd you choose to work, anyways?

Raphael Malfoy

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set by lady <3

24 July 1892

Malfoy,

I'd feel sorry if I didn't think a cold bath might do you some good. Sometimes I use those quills, other times I don't like to. I didn't choose to work. I have to, Malfoy. I don't have the luxury of choice.

Yaxley

  

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Sent closer to the middle of the night

24 July, 1892

Yaxley,

You've always had a mouth on you, too. It's a nice one, too, really, so I'm just surprised you didn't try to woo some poor sod into marrying you. Instead you've let yourself get all uptight and unfun at the office, sending howlers late at night and unable to take a compliment.

Raphael Malfoy

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set by lady <3

24 July 1892

Malfoy,

I hardly think anyone would want to marry me, even back then. It was easy to feel invisible in that place. Are you intoxicated?

Yaxley

  

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