Potions Log. January 3rd. 11:28pm.
No findings to report on to date - Experiments on hiatus due to traditional muggle holiday.
Am quite certain Lily's mother poses a more terrifying figure than any other I've crossed - she did not take kindly to finding me in her kitchen. Could perhaps have warned her of Lily's performance in potions, and suggested she throw us both out, but the solitude was one much coveted - and Lily would have eviscerated me with that... biro, she called it.
I shall detail nothing of Petunia, given my audience, but suffice to say we are beyond insults and petty tricks. True hatred simmers slowly to the surface on both sides.
Though the silence, and lack of the blithering four is bordering on pleasant, returning to the dungeons will not go unappreciated. This house is so... sunny.