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[beauty-marred.livejournal.com]

Narcissa is downstairs this afternoon, over near the observation window. Pacing. And being, in general, very Not Happy.

This might have something to do with a certain note she read (and destroyed) earlier.

Just maybe.

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[not-death-eater.livejournal.com]

And Lucius drops ionto a seat, dropping his weary head into his hands.

"I don't know."

[beauty-marred.livejournal.com]

Finally, she relents. It's obvious he is distressing over the situation.

Narcissa kneels beside her husband's chair, a gentle hand on his knee. "We have to figure out a way around it."

[not-death-eater.livejournal.com]

"I do."

He agrees.

"Perhaps I can tell him simply that Draco is no longer in this world? It is truth."

[beauty-marred.livejournal.com]

"Only if he agrees to never go back." Narcissa sighs softly and looks up at him.

"I'm not certain he would."

[not-death-eater.livejournal.com]

"He is rash, strong, and prone to believing himself untouchable."

And here, he actually manages to find a smile.

"Quite like a young witch I used to know."

Yes, he's talking about her.

[beauty-marred.livejournal.com]

She offers a small smile back.

"That could really be either of us."

A brief pause.

"when he comes back, we should all talk about this, the three of us. He needs to know he's not in danger."

[not-death-eater.livejournal.com]

Lucius nods.

"Of course, my love."