Arrangements Have Been Made
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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,829
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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Arrangements Have Been Made Chapter 8
Arrangements Have Been Made Chapter 8
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Narcissa, Patricia, and Christina were studying in the
Slytherin common room when they heard a nervous cough behind them.
The three girls turned and looked at James Goyle.
“Can we go for a walk, Patty?” asked James quietly. Narcissa
noticed a brute squad of 7th year Slytherin males hovering nearby.
She smiled shyly at Lucius and he nodded at her, nostrils flaring, although not
because of her.
Patricia looked at the other girls nervously. Narcissa
shrugged. Christina went back to her parchment.
“Please?” James asked, looking at his feet.
“I suppose so,” said Patricia slowly. When she rose to her
feet he took one of her hands and kissed the back of it. He inhaled deeply as
his lips pressed hard onto her hand. She followed him out of the common room.
“What did you tell him?” Christina asked, scribbling
furiously on her parchment. Her quill split from the force she was gripping it
with.
“He needed to apologize for being such an ass,” said Charles
tapping his wand on her parchment and cleaning up the mess.
“And learn to control his temper,” said Lucius. “It could be
so much better used elsewhere.”
The others nodded in silent agreement. Another Deatheater
meeting was approaching. They had felt their marks throb intermittently,
without burning properly for a few days. At least the Dark Lord gave them time
to prepare excuses if need be.
***
When James and Patricia got back he had a black eye, but was
grinning. Lucius and Narcissa were the only two left in the common room and
Narcissa was braiding Lucius’ hair. Patricia was flushed so deeply red Narcissa
thought something had gone wrong. Then Patricia started giggling and ran up the
stairs to her dorm. James shrugged and followed her up the staircase to his
dorm.
“Well, it looks as if that went well,” said Lucius, running
his fingers through his hair and und the the braiding.
“No kidding,” said Narcissa. “Hope it lasts.”
Arrangements Have Been Made Chapter 8
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Narcissa, Patricia, and Christina were studying in the
Slytherin common room when they heard a nervous cough behind them.
The three girls turned and looked at James Goyle.
“Can we go for a walk, Patty?” asked James quietly. Narcissa
noticed a brute squad of 7th year Slytherin males hovering nearby.
She smiled shyly at Lucius and he nodded at her, nostrils flaring, although not
because of her.
Patricia looked at the other girls nervously. Narcissa
shrugged. Christina went back to her parchment.
“Please?” James asked, looking at his feet.
“I suppose so,” said Patricia slowly. When she rose to her
feet he took one of her hands and kissed the back of it. He inhaled deeply as
his lips pressed hard onto her hand. She followed him out of the common room.
“What did you tell him?” Christina asked, scribbling
furiously on her parchment. Her quill split from the force she was gripping it
with.
“He needed to apologize for being such an ass,” said Charles
tapping his wand on her parchment and cleaning up the mess.
“And learn to control his temper,” said Lucius. “It could be
so much better used elsewhere.”
The others nodded in silent agreement. Another Deatheater
meeting was approaching. They had felt their marks throb intermittently,
without burning properly for a few days. At least the Dark Lord gave them time
to prepare excuses if need be.
***
When James and Patricia got back he had a black eye, but was
grinning. Lucius and Narcissa were the only two left in the common room and
Narcissa was braiding Lucius’ hair. Patricia was flushed so deeply red Narcissa
thought something had gone wrong. Then Patricia started giggling and ran up the
stairs to her dorm. James shrugged and followed her up the staircase to his
dorm.
“Well, it looks as if that went well,” said Lucius, running
his fingers through his hair and und the the braiding.
“No kidding,” said Narcissa. “Hope it lasts.”