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[purelineage]

Crabbe? Goyle? [Have a Draco stumbling out of the church, looking like he's just swallowed a lemon.] Never around when I need them, those two.

[Stops to look around, as though expecting them to get scared out of hiding.]

Big useless oafs- probably spending too much time around that Hagrid. It's the only way they can get any denser. Just goes to

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[est_venustas]

. . . How do you know Crabbe and Goyle? [looks slightly uncomfortable, wondering WHY he looks so damn much like her fiancé]

[purelineage]

They're impossible to miss- I've heard of apes that didn't stand out nearly as much. [The very same, for you look strangely familiar.]

Haven't met before, have we?

[est_venustas]

Quite a few of us theorize that apes do, in fact, have larger brains.

I don't believe we have. Strange, you look quite like someone I know . . . [The Slytherin robes check out, and expensive ones too. How doesn't she know this kid?] What year are you?

[purelineage]

Even a brainless ape would have more brains than those two. Probably combined. [Dismisses this topic with a sneer, as he realizes that he is under the radar. And have a hand extended. 8|]

Draco Malfoy.

[est_venustas]

[Suddenly her smile is a LOT wider and she holds out her hand to be shook or kissed or whatever, she's used to both.]

So, you are related to Lucius. I thought so, you look so very much alike. In that case, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Narcissa Black.

[purelineage]

[Blink. Just kind of holding your hand and staring.]

I'll bet you thought that was hilarious. Who put you up to it, Potter? Or maybe it was the Weasel King.

[est_venustas]

. . . Excuse me? [looks very confused by his sudden change of demeanor, yanking her hand away from him] What in Merlin's name would make you think I would ever associate myself with that kind of filthy blood traitor? Don't assume me to be in the same category as my wayward cousin.

[purelineage]

[Now looking taken aback himself. Very taken aback.] No other reason why you'd try and impersonate my mother, is there?

[est_venustas]

Your mother? I don't know who the bloody hell you think you are, but I'm no one's mother. I'm only 16, I could hardly be a mother to begin with, let alone have a brat as big as you.

Take your poor excuse for humor somewhere else.

[purelineage]

My father is Lucius Malfoy. If anyone here's making a shoddy attempt at a joke, it's you.

[est_venustas]

Oh, clearly, you're the son of myself and my betrothed from the future. I should have realized. [rolls her eyes and scoffs]

If mum's paying you to try and make me like the man, you can go ahead and tell her to just give you her money. I already told her I'd pretend, I even attended his stupid induction as a Death Eater. Shouldn't that be plenty?

Honestly, the woman needs to know when to bloody quit.

[purelineage]

[Icon face. Draco is just gaping at you. Like a fish.]

[est_venustas]

Go on. On your way, then, I have no use for my mother's owls.

[purelineage]

You really do sound like... [He is squinting at you.]

[est_venustas]

[Giving him an annoyed look, now] Did I tell you to hang around and keep running your mouth? No, now scat. Find your real mother, if you absolutely cannot go without her.

[purelineage]

I've got a better idea. Ask me something only father would know.