Fool Me Once...
Tuesday, May 1st ~ Afternoon
It was probably quite naive of Narcissa to be so blindsided by her husband's actions, but she'd never - that she knew of at any rate - been on the receiving end of one of them. Her hand strayed to the slightly larger bulge under her gown and while she couldn't and wouldn't take any actions against the child - Lucius was another matter.
Confirmation was needed from an unimpeachable source. She hadn't believed the words the stuttering elf had managed to spit out in its idiotic ramblings while it bashed its head on the floor. Only the fact it was the one that had served Narcissa faithfully since her childhood kept her from ordering its disposal on the spot.
Which was why Narcissa found herself with one hand covering her second child while the other knocked on the door housing her first. From what she could gather, the elf had given the suspect potion to her son in defiance of the order from Lucius to destroy it.
Beware Wizards bearing gifts.
Sunday, April 29th ~*~ Afternoon
Daphne clutched the two wrapped gifts tightly to her chest as she moved across the short walkway to Snape's front door. She could see a dark shadow slowly start to detach itself from the side of the house, and that was her cue to stop and drop down to one knee. With a bit of juggling, Daphne shifted both gifts to one arm, and pulled a tart wrapped in a napkin out of her pocket.
"Hello, Claudius. Remember me?" She waited until the dog cocked its head to the side to unwrap her bribe. "Treacle. I know you like that one."
Suddenly the formerly cautious guard dog was all flopping tongue and wagging tail, and Daphne laughed as she tossed it the tart.
"If only it were that easy when we're dealing with Mister Snape."
Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.
~ George Bernard Shaw
Friday, April 27th ~ Morning
It was Friday. A mixed blessing in Doris' opinion. It wasn't as good as a Monday, but wasn't as bad as a Wednesday. By Friday, the instructors and students were looking forward to their weekends and there were any number of things Doris always managed to pull out of her bag of tricks to delay them as long as possible. New forms crinkled as she laid them out on her desk. Picking a student one up to read, she smiled.
I think I managed to get more trivial questions on this one than on all the others combined. Pity I can't make the teachers fill one out.
Or can I?
Doris' eyes narrowed in thought while her quill tapped against the side of the empty, sad looking in box on her desk.
Is this official business?
Monday, April 23rd - Early Evening
Severus heard the bell over the shoppe door tinkle, and ignored it for the moment. The small vial of Re'em blood had cost more than the Apothecary earned in a week, and he wasn't about to risk spoilage by not storing it correctly. He carefully inspected the seal to make sure it was air tight, and set the vial inside a padded container.
Once he was satisfied, he stopped to wash his hands, and then ventured out into the shoppe proper.
"Can I help you find something?"
Crimes have been swept aside
Somewhere where they can forget
Saturday, April 21 • Evening
"Anyway, I've been meaning to have you come along for an information session, but every time I try to schedule an appointment I'm told Harry's unavaliable after 5, and I doubted the goblins would let you come and play early. I could put my foot down, play the Auror card with more force — probably should, before I can be accused of favoritism — but pfft. He's a newlywed, and won't have his brain back where it can help an investigation for Merlin knows how long."
And it wasn't like there wasn't a backlog of other cases that needed her attention just as much.
Tonks shrugged and drew her knees up. She had her back to the wall, sitting sideways in what had become their usual booth. As she reached over to select a rapidly cooling chip out of the heaping pile left on the plate, her glance fell on the shiny golden star in Bill's hands.
"You should pin it on your shirt. Let people know who they're dealing with."
Wednesday, April 18th ~ Late Afternoon
The sun was still in the sky when Rose lead her friends back to her building. The four women had met for tea and spent some time catching up, and Rose realized how much she missed spending time with them. Daphne had mentioned there was something she wanted to tell them, but would prefer to do it someplace less public. Izabel had spoken up, saying she had news of her own.
Since Daphne lived so far away, there was no way that Rose could go out to Glen Hollow without angering Roman, and Vera and Izabel both lived at the castle, another place Rose couldn't risk visiting, that left only Rose's flat. She offered her place up for a quick visit, saying she had to be somewhere that evening but saying that they were more than welcome to stop by before she had to leave.
As long as the sun was in the sky, then Roman should still be sleeping.
She opened the door to her flat, and hurried in to make sure the living area was clear before turning ask if the other ladies wanted anything to drink.