(( With mod permission and due process followed, here is Narcissa Malfoy. Narcissa does not remember her prior time(s) at Hogwarts, unless and until we find it amusing. Barring that, she's straight outta HBP
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There were some things that Hufflepuff's food libraries just didn't have. Decent, hand-baked cookies, for one. Packaged white chocolate macadamia cookies just weren't the same as the kind that you made from scratch. Also, you didn't get to eat the dough if they were already made
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"White chocolate macadamia. Here, look." Megan landed lightly on the ground and shifted the basket she had borrowed, showing plenty of still-warm cookies inside. "It just seemed like that kind of a day. Anyway, welcome back to Hogwarts! I'm Megan."
"I see. I am Mrs. Malfoy. What is your family name, Megan?" Narcissa found comfort in routine manners, chill as they might seem. But it was with something like gratitude that she took one of the cookies, and with no ill grace that she offered a genuine "Thank you. They're lovely."
"Hi, Mrs. Malfoy! Oh, it's Gwynn. I'm... well, I'm not new, but I was gone for a while. Not popcorn, though, I just went back to my old school. Sort of. It's across a continent from where it used to be, on account of the bombings. Anyway, it's really not a surprise we've never met, with you being popcorn and me being not here. I really do hope you like the cookies, I tried a few and I think they're very edible." She smiled warmly at Narcissa, because smiling usually made people feel better. (Or else creeped out, but that was when you did that weird smile where you showed all your teeth and then your face muscles started to twitch, and it just looked freaky.) "So if you're Mrs. Malfoy, where's Mr. Malfoy? I mean, if you don't mind me asking. If you do, we can just go back to talking about cookies."
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Some kind of prank?
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