Lupin came to me tonight under the pretense of discussing possible adjustments to the Wolvesbane potion, but to little surprise it devolved into a plea to continue Potter's Occulmency training. (Note to self: Add a teaspoon of chopped chaparral to make Lupin's Wolvesbane especially nasty this month.) I refused, of course--I have precious little time of my own, and the boy is unwilling to learn from me, despite the immense importance of the skill. I'm waiting for Nymphadora or Shacklebolt, perhaps, to continue with these earnest pleas. They have a tendency to move in packs.
Draco recieved his weekly owl from Narcissa today, and I must remember to take time out of my schedule to owl her myself. I've been concerned about her since Lucius went to Azkaban, and would hope she's managed better than Draco has himself.
Overall, it has been a rather calm week, and that in itself concerns me. I have removed points from Gryffindor, as per usual, and survived the shock of discovering Harry Potter had passed his Potions O.W.L. with sufficient ease. It seems as though I am an efficient professor after all, despite what Minerva says about my teaching methods.
All the same, I find myself hesitating at this calm. The Dark Lord has yet to make a summoning, and I am... unsure of my welcome should I choose to attend.
Hemlock is being quite insistent in her affection. Suffice to say, I have other matters to attend.