oh did you see the stars colliding

[eitherwilldo]

Narcissa can't smoke at home any more, not with little Thea...she does outside, sometimes, but it's easier just to go elsewhere. This is why she's perched on the arm of a convenient nexus sofa, a lit cigarillo in one hand, a glass of wine in the other, and real estate brochures in front of her

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[sanktanton]

Anton is bored. This is never a good thing. And the state of the Nexus has decidedly gone downhill in his very high opinion, he can see no sign of an Evan to get drunk with or any Malfoys or Lestranges to piss off. Woe!

But look! Possibly attractive company with alcohol, although he can't quite make out what she looks like. He takes out a cigarette of his own and pointedly ignores the fact that he has a wand and therefore fire. "Excuse me, darling, you couldn't spare a light for a nicotine deprived wretch, could you?"

[eitherwilldo]

"...Antonin fucking Dolohov?"

Cissa is tired enough that it takes her a moment to realise that this outburst might not be taken so very well. "Oh, Merlin. Of course!" Instead of reaching for her wand -- in her hair -- she takes out a lighter and lights his cigarette.

[sanktanton]

!!!!!

"Narcissa Diamanta Black!!" is let out with a trademark shriek. "Oh Merlin, darling, forgive me you're probably one of those alternates but fucking hell! Do you know how utterly deprived I've been of good company these past months, with the exclusion of you sister --or is she your sister?-- but I'm almost quite sure wives don't count. May I sit down? Oh, do say yes."

[eitherwilldo]

"Antonin, darling, I am definitely an alternate but it is so good to see you -- it's Lestrange now, not Black, but don't let's talk about that at all, ugh." She kisses his cheeks, dropping ash on the nexus ground.