the Malfoy Masque, part deux

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Date: Twelfth Night! (January 6)
Location: Malfoy Manor, the 'Ballroom'
Characters Involved: those ready to dance!

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Re: 7:27

[mrsmalfoy6]

It was almost 7:30. Narcissa knew the musicians were due to arrive anytime now, and she could hardly wait. Dancing was a pleasure for her, and being twirled around the room by Lucius made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. It would be just like old times, times when they were younger and balls and parties were what they lived for. Times before they had a son who had betrayed them. But tonight wasn't the night for thoughts like this, Narcissa reminded herself sharply.

As if on cue, two more guests approached Lucius and Narcissa. Females. One of them - the younger one - was nearly busting out of her top. It was rather low-cut, Narcissa thought. Too revealing for her taste. Almost as though it were second nature, she snuck a glance at her husband to see if he was staring or not. No matter what anybody said, Narcissa Malfoy was a jealous person. She once nearly slapped a girl at a party for making passes at Lucius. Bella, who had thankfully been there as well, had stopped her and promised she'd take care of it. That had been many years ago however, and Narcissa liked to think she was over that sort of behaviour.

"Good evening," Narcissa replied to the older woman. She too looked familiar. Narcissa was certain they had been at various social events together and perhaps even talked. "The hour is never late. There is still plenty of fun and entertainment to be had." Her eyes moved past Monica to Daphne, who looked displeased to be here. It was immediately clear that this was a mother and daughter. Although Narcissa had no girls of her own, she had been a daughter once. Daphne reminded her a bit of Andromeda, who hated being dragged to these things.