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when: August 1982 where: Burke Lodge who: Caitriona and @malfxylucius

Caitriona might not have liked Narcissa, but she was still family, and family came first. It didn’t matter that Narcissa was naive, or annoying, or foolish, Caitriona was still determined to do right by her cousin, in a way no one had for her. She tried not to dwell on it, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone should have been looking out for her when she was engaged. Someone should have realized that Caitriona would intimidate Xavier, and he would bore her, and they would never be happy together. Someone should have said something, but instead everyone only mentioned how advantageous a match it was for their families. Caitriona was determined that Narcissa would not suffer the same fate.

While Caitriona was not thrilled with her father’s decision to throw open the doors of Burke Lodge to those members of society nearest and dearest to the family in honor of the Quidditch World Cup, she was determined to make the most of it. If nothing else, it provided a convenient opportunity to observe Lucius Malfoy in close quarters, and when she happened upon the older wizard uncharacteristically alone she didn’t hesitate to seize the advantage. “Mr. Malfoy, I haven’t had the opportunity to welcome you to my family’s home. I do hope you are enjoying your stay.”

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There were some invitations that a person just couldn't say no to. For Lucius, some of those were now any that were linked to Narcissa. It wasn't that he cared what everyone thought about him, but keeping people who were in Narcissa's ear happy was important. Or at least until they were married it was. And so it was the Burkes' relationship to the Blacks that led Lucius to accept their invitation to stay with they during the World Cup. It also helped that he liked the general crowd who was there too.

Early enough in the morning, Lucius finished up breakfast and wandered into the front room with his coffee; surprised and pleased to find it empty. That didn't last too long however. "Mrs. Yaxley," he nodded in greeting, turning around to face her. Caitriona was one person who Lucius gave the impression she didn't quite like him. And considering she was Narcissa's cousin, that had to change. "I am, thank you for the invite. It's a lovely home," he complimented with a smile. "Are you enjoying the world cup so far?" he asked.

#Chat: Caitriona

hcalingherbs

Mary was nothing if not someone up for any and all challenges. As though the world has given her the ability not to give up and taken that whole notion away from her. It was a blessing and a curse. "Well, there are various types. Some more playful and others a little bit more inspired by the works of fiction." She pointed toward some over to the left. "These are done in the style of the fairy court. Perhaps those are more to your liking."

But of course, even now she wasn't ready to give it up; not if there was a chance to work things through. "What would you say is more to your liking then? Who knows, I may have a solution for that too. And if not, at least enjoy a decently brewed cup of tea. Bottled up and enchanted to stay exactly to your liking, whatever that may be." Oh, she was determined to stick out from the other stalls. This was the quidditch world cup after all. She was going to make sure her shop left a good impression. "I could probably whip up a nice bouquet if that is more to your fiancee's liking!" Mary was far too enthusiastic.

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Lucius gave a dry laugh, picking up one of the flower crowns and examining it. "I'm not much of a reader either," he said, putting it back down where he found it. Even if he had happened to find a flower crown he loved, he would never wear one himself. He could only imagine the snide remarks his father would make. The rest of the world might have started to be more lenient on what consisted as 'manly' but Lucius' father never had. A flower crown was something only for women in his mind, and so Lucius lived by that idea too. "I'd have nothing to wear it with," he said jokingly as way of explanation.

"Tea would be nice," he nodded, giving her one of his rare smiles. "Strong with just a drop of milk please. No sugar." Nothing beat a cup of tea; except maybe firewhiskey and it was a little early for that. "Lets do a bouquet," he agreed with a nod. "Something impressive."

#chat: mary

losing-evans

Crowds hadn't always set Lily on edge. She couldn't pin point exactly when she'd started absentmindedly scanning the perimeters for signs of trouble, but it had become a more frequent occurrence lately. She didn't even realise she was doing it, rolling her wand between her fingers in her pocket, until a voice startled her and she whipped around. Her wand now drawn, Lily was ready for a fight if necessary.

She didn't look the least bit threatening though. Her steely gaze looked out from under a huge parrot head that she'd fastened to a hat as part of her costume. Dressed as human sized version of a blue and yellow macaw that was so often used as the symbol of Brazil, there was no mistaking which team she was supporting.

It took a second to realise just how ridiculous she must look, but when she she did her face softened into a self deprecating smile, her wand hastily shoved back into her feather covered pocket.

"Sorry, I thought you were a jaguar... or a bigger bird... or, well, something else that eats parrots."

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Quidditch was one of Lucius Malfoy's few hobbies. Or at least, one of his hobbies that were safe for public consumption. After playing when he was in school, he missed it these days, never finding the time or the opportunity to play. So when the chance to go to the Quidditch World Cup arrived he couldn't say no.

The one thing he didn't enjoy about the World Cup was that anyone could go and so far he had bumped into quite a few people who would have liked to avoid. A point that was further proven as he found a wand pointed at his chest.

"Do you mind?" Lucius drawled, taking a step back. "How amusing," he quipped at her joking apology, his eyes scanning her outfit.

#Chat: Lily

hcalingherbs

where: quidditch world cup grounds, dogweed and deathcap stall who: open to all event: quidditch world cup

Nothing quite as eventful and big as the quidditch world cup when it came to the wixen world in all their intricacies. It had proven to be the perfect opportunity to have a stall set up and take some time away from the shop in Hogsmeade. They could make do with a few days without her while she was busy supplying the crowd of quidditch supporters with flower crowns and wreaths and the occasional hot or cold beverage. After all things could get hectic but there was always a need to support the teams. With some dedication the witch had managed to bring out the best in each design, making sure no one would go without being able to cheer for their team.

Mary was sorting through a few things, replacing a couple of enchanted flower crowns and wreaths on display when she noticed a person approached. "Welcome!" She cheered. "Need a flower crown to support your team of choice? Or perhaps a cup of tea, hot or cold!" The brunette was far too thrilled about the occasion to note who it was as she reached around to adjust some of the petals on the crown in front of her. "I could make one specifically to your liking if none of these fit!"

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Despite wandering through the stalls in the makeshift market for the last fifteen minutes, Lucius had so far failed to find anything all that interesting. He found cheap knockoff merchandise, more homemade soaps than all of England could use, and weird knickknacks made out of bottle caps, but none of those seemed worth buying. He kept weaving through the stalls, picking up things that caught his attention here and there.

As he approached a stall with lots of florals, he was greeted very enthusiastically. Lucius looked up, nodding in greeting. "I don't think I'm the flower crown sort," he replied, picking one up. "I saw the flowers and thought my fiancée might want one but I'm not sure she's the flower crown type either."

#Chat: Mary

medasgalaxy

Andromeda was glad that she could take some time off from her work, he needed to spend some time with her family. Her and Ted had managed to save up and take Dora to the World Cup in Ireland, something that the kid throughout enjoyed and appreciated. They went to get some of the sponsored merchandise to commemorate the holiday while Andromeda walked around, enjoying the magical people all coming together to celebrate and have fun.

As her usual clumsy self, she tripped and almost fell if she didn’t bumped into someone. “I’m so sorry, I keep tripping, are you okay?”

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With the Quidditch World Cup happening so close to home, The Malfoys were never going to miss it. As most wizards did when an occasion like this presented itself, they were showing off with a lavish and obvious tent, proving their position above others. The truth of this statement was proved true in Lucius' mind as he walked around as saw some of the shabby excuses other families were sleeping in.

He made his way towards all the merchandise stands, gazing around at his options. He was walking towards a food stand when someone stumbled forward and knocked into him. Steadying them almost automatically - he was a gentleman after all - he took a step away once he realised who it was. "I'm fine," he said coolly. "You should be more careful, you could have fallen flat on your face if I wasn't here."