Lucius is still in the dark about Draco and Ginny. We're all better off that way. He's only been up to visit once all month, but Poppy keeps me from getting too lonely.
The other teachers have figured out that there's something between us. If we'd been hiding it before, it pretty much got revealed at the last staff meeting...she was in quite the cuddly mood that day, and who am I to refuse her? Nobody (besides Rolanda) seems particularly concerned about it, though I noticed a few of them appeared to be having gag reflexes.
I don't even care. They can gag until they're blue in the face. I'm happy for perhaps the only time in my whole life, and they can just live with it.
Though...perhaps I should break down and tell her how I feel.
Cascading waves of honey, flow
and drench the moon-kissed alabaster skin
of my Venus as she rises.
O perfect pearl of womanhood!
O rapture of my life!
The pinnacle of all desires,
the fire which burns within my heart,
the dazzling agony of a single kiss
before you curl into my arms and sleep,
my ivory queen of darkest night.