RP: Brunch
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy
Location: Malfoy Manor
Date: 17 December 1999, 10 AM.
Status/Warning: Private/Malfoys/Probably shouting
Summary: Draco tells Mummy a sekrit.
Completion: Complete.
He was nervous.
Good god, was he nervous.
He'd told Granger that he wouldn't lie about her, but he hadn't quite intended for that to mean he'd climb up on the rooftops and trumpet their relationship to all and sundry. Not that what he was about to do was exactly that, but close enough. He was about to voluntarily tell his mother, the daughter of one of the most ancient pure-blood lineages in wizarding history, that he was dating someone decidedly not pure-blood.
It was almost more nerve-wracking than Fenrir's constant visits to his flat, but he wanted her to hear it from him, and not from the gossips. He had hopes that it would go easier if he told her right at the start.
Faint, pitiful hopes, perhaps, but a man could dream.
He stepped out of the Floo, handed his cloak to one of the Manor's elves, and took a deep breath, steadying himself before he went to join Narcissa at the table.
Location: Malfoy Manor
Date: 17 December 1999, 10 AM.
Status/Warning: Private/Malfoys/Probably shouting
Summary: Draco tells Mummy a sekrit.
Completion: Complete.
He was nervous.
Good god, was he nervous.
He'd told Granger that he wouldn't lie about her, but he hadn't quite intended for that to mean he'd climb up on the rooftops and trumpet their relationship to all and sundry. Not that what he was about to do was exactly that, but close enough. He was about to voluntarily tell his mother, the daughter of one of the most ancient pure-blood lineages in wizarding history, that he was dating someone decidedly not pure-blood.
It was almost more nerve-wracking than Fenrir's constant visits to his flat, but he wanted her to hear it from him, and not from the gossips. He had hopes that it would go easier if he told her right at the start.
Faint, pitiful hopes, perhaps, but a man could dream.
He stepped out of the Floo, handed his cloak to one of the Manor's elves, and took a deep breath, steadying himself before he went to join Narcissa at the table.