Private message to Narcissa Malfoy

[alt_rabastan]

Hello, love. Are you busy enough to be going in circles yet?

Since he's no longer after me to join in his most recent caper, I gather that my brother took my suggestion and invited you to be his partner, instead? If so, thanks for that. Much as I understand his aspirations, he doesn't have to share a castle with the cow, and I do.

But the real reason I'm writing is to ask if you and Lucius will be at the St. Mungo's Gala on Saturday evening? I didn't originally plan to attend, but since I'm going to be at St. Mungo's during that day, anyway, I figured I might as well show my handsome face.

Now, this isn't one of those events where they have a bachelor auction, is it? I remember that one a few years back... well, I think that was the Witch's Institute? Still, I wanted to check, because as it so happens I'm spoken for this Christmas. It would be a great favour to me if you could discretely put the word out, in that exceptionally talented way your have for passing must-know information along.

Comments

[alt_narcissa]

But speaking of bachelors and auctions, you might read this week's copy of Dish!, if you're in need of a laugh.

[alt_rabastan]

If you're claiming that I'll laugh, then can I safely assume that the headlining story has nothing to do with me?

[alt_narcissa]

No, it's to do with your good mate, Barty.

[alt_rabastan]

Has it now? Goody!

[alt_rabastan]

Circling Carrig's old flame Robert Spinx again?

And Arista Peel? Well, can't say I blame him there, but I know from experience that she brings on the hurt.

Our Barty is having quite a thrill of a time, it would seem. Must be all that eggnog.