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[beauty_marred]

Narcissa has been scarce lately, though it's not on purpose. Sometimes, even a witch as social as her, even if it's by necessity, needs some peace and quiet

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[floating_skull]

There's a floating skull tagging along behind Narcissa. He's watching her legs. And the part where her legs attach to the rest of her. Mostly that part.

[beauty_marred]

Narcissa stops and scowls over her shoulder.

"May I help you?"

[floating_skull]

"Strike a pose, darling," the skull purrs.

[beauty_marred]

The scowl deepens into a glare.

"I beg your pardon?"

[dragonofgrey]

Oh, of course he suspects it as such. Even though he hoped she wasn't keeping too close an eye on him. He was a man now, he didn't need her hovering on a broom over his head *constantly*.

And hey, he can switch back and forth now!

"Good evening, Mother," he politely said. Dark wizard robes, Martin was up in the rafters, and he had the dagger given to him from Slytherin on a belt strapped on his belt just behind the robes. He still had the Master of Blades book near him, along with other notes from his research job with Tom.

[beauty_marred]

"Hello, darling." She smiles at her son, a little proudly because she's seen how well he's improved in his animagus skills.

"What's all this?"

[dragonofgrey]

"Studying, Mother. Master Slytherin believes in a well-rounded wizard when it comes to combat. In case we cannot use magic."

[beauty_marred]

"You're taking lessons with Master Slytherin?" Look! She's even more pleased. "That's wonderful! Very pro-active of you."