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@princissa-black
Floriblunders Florist | Wizarding Quarter, London
I suppose that’s a good enough point. Do you think you could ask her to grow you some?
[she gives Rosmerta a long, considered, look] My mother in law has very specific tastes that seldom mirror my own. I doubt she would oblige me were I to ask.
leap year | summer 1994 | diagon alley | closed
[smiles politely] ‘Aggressive’ is not quite the word I heard from many of my other students who were there. Luckily for Albus the other parents seem rather more frond of him than you, Narcissa, otherwise I daresay he’d be sent packing by now.
Children can have the most peculiar perspectives on things - you can hardly expect Gryffindors to have a proper view. But at least the Court formed a sensible opinion when they found that beast guilty. It is a pity that the security of the position seems to be governed by popularity rather than by merit.
leap year | summer 1994 | diagon alley | closed
[mildly, not feeling any particular fondness for Narcissa especially after dealing with her son making snide comments about him all year] I was very concerned, actually, and it was only through Albus Dumbledore’s insistence that I would be provided the Wolfsbane potion monthly that I accepted the position.
Oh - that would be the same Dumbledore who allowed that unkempt buffoon to endanger the lives of the children with an aggressive hippogriff? You can imagine how thrilled I am to hear that he gave his seal of approval.
Floriblunders Florist | Wizarding Quarter, London
Botany has never been my strong suit. Besides, I’ve never wanted to order daffodils this badly. Although, I hope you find them. Have you thought about having a greenhouse on your property?
The manor has several greenhouses - but seeing as they remain the domain of the other Mrs Malfoy, and that Lucius and I currently reside in the middle of London, they are not much use.
leap year | summer 1994 | diagon alley | closed
[He waits for a moment before folding his newspaper carefully on the table, leaning back in his seat and regarding her rather blankly] I understand why you’d be upset to see me, but I guarantee you I’m perfectly safe to be around right now.
Well I suppose it is all well and good to perform a self-diagnosis. Especially considering the clear disregard you evidently have for the safety of children.
leap year | summer 1994 | diagon alley | closed
[It was a strange cloud that Remus was living under since resigning from Hogwarts. Guilt and shame, of course, for having slipped up so terribly badly and having put lives in danger and keeping Sirius from having his name cleared. But there was optimism there, too, somehow - Remus was always a steadfast optimist. Luckily his name had been left out of the papers, replaced with just a general ‘professor at Hogwarts revealed to be werewolf’ instead, but it wouldn’t be hard for the parents of students to figure out who he was. Maybe he wasn’t entirely safe out in public at the moment but he hadn’t made his plans to leave for Wales just yet (he was waiting for word from Sirius, honestly, now on the run again) and he was currently sitting, head bowed over a book, in an unassuming cafe near the end of Diagon Alley when a shadow was cast over his table - by one of those very parents who could not only find him out but recognize him rather well. He looks up and freezes, unsure of what to do just yet besides sound terribly polite and genial.] Ah. Hello, Narcissa.
@princissa-black
[it had not been a banner year for the Malfoys. It had started with her good for nothing cousin escaping from Azkaban, bringing back memories that she had long since pushed aside. Then that thing had allowed her son to be attacked by a Hippogriff, and Dumbledore had not even been able to ensure the creatures proper execution. And to really highlight his apparent incompetence and disregard for safety, she had learned that Dumbledore had appointed a werewolf as a teacher - a teacher who was now sitting, as though he had every right to be there, in the same cafe that she was occupying.] You have some nerve showing your face here.
Floriblunders Florist | Wizarding Quarter, London
But aren’t they out of season right now?
Do you know nothing? They are in season somewhere.
Diagon Alley | Rodolphus & Narcissa
At least the nephew isn’t in love with a muggle. That alone makes him much more worthy of the family name. [he smirks, letting out a soft laugh] Snakes know all, though, you are safe. I only care about the secrets of those who I do not keep close and trust.
That is true. And it is a very big mark in his favour. Ah. Well that is a relief - not that I have any secrets, of course.
Calm Down || Open
Don’t be absurd, Narcissa. If I thought you were getting wrinkles I’d at least be kind enough to pass along a skin potion along with the insult. Though. if your child sleeps as little as Gregory perhaps some preventative maintenance isn’t a bad idea.
I suppose that would be offensive except that I know if you were to hand me such a potion it would be the best there is. [she wrinkles her nose and rests a hand lightly on her belly] That does not sound pleasant. Has she been having difficulties with him?
Calm Down || Open
Calm down. All I said was that people really should watch themselves worry in the mirror. Honestly, they’re going to end up with some of the worst wrinkle lines if they can’t control themselves.
I do not care what you meant. The point still stands: I do not have wrinkles.
The Flat | Sirius & Narcissa
[rolls his eyes gently, moving over to stand beside the arm of the couch and picking gently at the material there] There are no people like us. There’s you and then there’s me. Our main area of overlap is….misplaced for the time being.
Our main area of overlap, perhaps. Not the only one.
Floriblunders Florist | Wizarding Quarter, London
Then focus on the little things. Like a cuppa. Or the simple company of someone else.
Or the fact that a florist cannot source something as common as a daffodil?
Diagon Alley | Rodolphus & Narcissa
Of course I would. Any heir to a family name would know that, but he’s obviously an idiot. In my opinion, they should rid of him and let a nephew take the family name. Someone much more worthy. [he rolled his eyes, letting out a soft laugh] I never said he was my best spy I had. Simply one of the ones I have.
Do you really think the nephew is more worthy? He has always seemed a bit of a bumbler to me. [she raises both brows at him] I had not realised you had such an intense interest in espionage. Should I begin to be more afraid for my own secrets?
beneath the surface // Lucissa
The Blacks… [he pauses for a moment, brown knitting; he had thought about the effect on the family, of course, but this was the first time he was hearing it in such a context–– applying to them, their own little family, and the generations that were to come] There’s always Bellatrix, too.
[she frowns, and half shrugs, because she has a niggling feeling that her sister would be just as happy if she never became a mother] If you wish to leave it to chance...
beneath the surface // Lucissa
[he swallows hard and shakes his head, shifting up to hover beside her at the edge of the seat–– not wanting to take any room from her] How about you, then? Since you’ve been giving it thought.
Me? Well, the Blacks tend to name their children after stars or constellations and I thought perhaps we could... considering it appears that. Well. That the tradition is unlikely to continue otherwise.
Valentine’s Day | McKinnon Residence
[he blinks at her in slight surprise, because pregnancy or no pregnancy, not being interested in a Valentine’s event is not in line with anything he thought he knew about her] I hadn’t realized, or I would have come to find you sooner. I would have made an effort to–– [he’s cut off for a moment because even though they’re at the edge of the room, people are still milling around them and all, even if they’re not speaking to them directly] Do you want to find somewhere quieter?
It is not your fault. [she is quick to point out, because even though her day was not going particularly well, she wasn’t about to blame him for it.] Yes but... is there somewhere quieter? Do you think we might be missed?
St Mungo’s | Arthur & Narcissa
Arthur pressed his lips together to hide his smile at her look of disgust. “Well, I’m not sure how many infants you’ve seen and how long you’ve been around them. Raising a child and being around one for only a few minutes is completely different. There is nothing easy about it, but it’s worth it.”
“Perhaps you would not feel that it was so difficult if you did not have so many.” she sighs. “But I suppose that is why everybody has help to raise their children.”
