Tea! (and conversation)
Date: 7 July 1999
Characters: Lucius Malfoy, Rita Skeeter (Narcissa and/or Draco if they're about and want to join in)
Location: Malfoy Manor.
Status: Private.
Summary: Rita meets with Lucius to hear about his new plan.
Completion: Incomplete.
Malfoy Manor looked much the same as it had when Rita had visited for Draco's birthday party, except that the ground was rather damp and the garden's were in disarray after yesterday's storms. Rita had heard reports of funnel clouds over the Wiltshire, though the Midlands were reportedly the worst hit. Rita wondered if the weather-wizards had predicted the storm. Probably not. They rarely got anything right.
Today, though, was sunny and hot, and the moisture in the air cloying. Rita was glad to have cast cooling charms before she left the house, because stockings were never very forgiving in the heat, even if her dress was nearly sleeveless.
Rita checked her wristwatch. Five minutes past three. Yes, that would do nicely. Climbing the front steps, Rita rang the doorbell. A house-elf answered, expecting her, and showed her through to the sitting room.
Lucius was seated, but rose when she entered. He looked healthy and confident, restored to his proper setting. Rita had seen him since, of course, but on entering the room and seeing him she couldn't help but remember the last time he'd sent for her, and how out of place he'd looked in that little barren hospital room in his ornate robe. Rita crossed the room.
"Lucius, it's good to see you again." She offered her hand.
Characters: Lucius Malfoy, Rita Skeeter (Narcissa and/or Draco if they're about and want to join in)
Location: Malfoy Manor.
Status: Private.
Summary: Rita meets with Lucius to hear about his new plan.
Completion: Incomplete.
Malfoy Manor looked much the same as it had when Rita had visited for Draco's birthday party, except that the ground was rather damp and the garden's were in disarray after yesterday's storms. Rita had heard reports of funnel clouds over the Wiltshire, though the Midlands were reportedly the worst hit. Rita wondered if the weather-wizards had predicted the storm. Probably not. They rarely got anything right.
Today, though, was sunny and hot, and the moisture in the air cloying. Rita was glad to have cast cooling charms before she left the house, because stockings were never very forgiving in the heat, even if her dress was nearly sleeveless.
Rita checked her wristwatch. Five minutes past three. Yes, that would do nicely. Climbing the front steps, Rita rang the doorbell. A house-elf answered, expecting her, and showed her through to the sitting room.
Lucius was seated, but rose when she entered. He looked healthy and confident, restored to his proper setting. Rita had seen him since, of course, but on entering the room and seeing him she couldn't help but remember the last time he'd sent for her, and how out of place he'd looked in that little barren hospital room in his ornate robe. Rita crossed the room.
"Lucius, it's good to see you again." She offered her hand.