“That isn’t true, I for the most part have spent my life filled with people tha adore me, not only because I embody what it means to be a perfect daughter,” she spoke defensively. “But I am first, and foremost a Black. It just so happens the Malfoy’s are incredibly busy people. I need another bottle of champagne.”
“Oh really? Would have never guessed.” Vera replied sarcastically, thinking of her own family and how she only saw them as a burden. “Yes, yes you are, hence you are more important than some busy prick named Lucius.” She said, flashing a smile. “Cheers.”














