Private Message to A Dolohov and B Lestrange

[alt_crouch_jr]

Just got a summons to Court for tomorrow morning. To bring Narcissa to hear Our Lord's will in the matter of her circumstances. Circumstances. Broome ought to have his quill shoved up his arse.

Dammit.

Damn, Mulciber.

Batya. Will be there in half an hour with a fresh potion and as many lemons as I can find. Then I'll have to go tell Narcissa. Would bring her there, but not if you're still unwell. No use her seeing what's come of your efforts.

Bella. Found anything more about L's negotiations for France? Or the legal-financial manipulations? Did he use Baddock?

Anything to exploit vs. Mulciber?

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[alt_antonin]

Bring her here: this house will always have sanctuary for family. I can plead overwork for why I do not get out of my armchair.

The lemons would be a great help, though Our Lord wished only to make a point, not incapacitate entirely. I am grateful for His mercy.

[alt_crouch_jr]

On our way to Cottesmore now. Trust the shaking has subsided some?

She's taken the news quietly--rather too quietly, I'd say. Be prepared.

[alt_antonin]

Better than it was. Still not gone entirely, but the lemon and potion have helped. I shall sit on my hands to avoid N. noticing.

Will exercise caution; I fear her quiet more than her temper. As all right-thinking wizards do.

[alt_crouch_jr]

Feels rather like the quiet before a storm.

Suggest you might appeal to whichever gods concern themselves with such things that she not channel the spirit of her dead aunt Walburga tomorrow in Court.

[alt_crouch_jr]

Hear her coming down now. Has collected her things.

Be with you shortly.

[alt_antonin]

Ha. Was planning on making the offerings for Draco tonight anyway now that I no longer need to keep vigil over him; will add prayers for N's patience as well. (You are welcome to join me, son of my heart, if you are not otherwise occupied.)

Am in the library. You may want to set cooling charms on your robes; I've the fire at full blast.