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Side note: if you know any artists taking requests I would love an image for this wonderful, wonderful plunny
"Cissa, this is ridiculous."
"No, it isn't. I saw it when we visited America. The children loved it"
"Does it have to be pink?"
"Yes. Now hush and put it on. I expect the nose as well or I will attach it myself."
Lucius sulked away, knowing he had lost the argument. It was better to agree and be in control of when he could take it off... He did not want a repeat of the naming ceremony. She wanted him to wear the flower on his lapel and when he refused, she stuck it there herself. When he couldn't remove it, he tried to get around the issue by putting on a different outer robe. Upon seeing this, Cissa had attached snapdragons to every single one of Lucius' robes. She refused to allow him to remove the sprig from his lapel for almost a week.
It was apparently Easter this weekend and where he would normally be celebrating the spring equinox, Narcissa had decided to bring in the "new traditions" after a trip to America last summer. He thought the worst of it would be placing an infant in a crate surrounded by animals in his front yard for Christmas. Apparently, he was very very wrong. Because he was now standing in front of his wardrobe staring at a fluffy pink bunny suit, complete with a basket of garish plastic eggs, gloves and a nose that looked very uncomfortable. Once he swallowed what was left of his pride, he slipped in to the outfit.
This was likely the most humiliating moment of his life. The basket had a bow. Not just any bow. No, Narcissa had found a neon pink basket with a glitter covered bow. And the pink glitter was getting everywhere. As he walked out of the dressing room, Narcissa was clapping. At least she is happy.
"Oh, Lu it is incredible! The children are going to love it! Let's go! You get to give them all eggs!"
"Why does a bunny have eggs anyway?"
Narcissa waved the question away and continued to lead the six foot tall pink fluffy Lucius bunny down to the ballroom where she had gathered all the children.
"Cissa, who exactly did you have come over?"
"Just the normal group. The Notts, Goyles, Parkinsons, Crabbes, Zabinis, Bulstrudes, Rowles.."
"So everyone we know."
"Of course not! I didn't invite the blood traitors."
Turns out the children did, in fact, get great joy out of Lucius and his new furry pink look... especially the tail that Cissa had charmed to move with him just like a real bunny she said... Luckily he had gotten her to leave the nose alone. He really did not want a twitching nose.
Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse, the Dark Lord had walked into the ballroom. And screamed. And hid behind Draco.
The Dark Lord hid behind a very annoyed looking Draco, who was currently rolling his eyes.
"My Lord, not that I'm not honored by your trust in me to protect you, but why are you hiding behind me?"
"It's a bunny."
"Okay, but-"
"They have hoppy legs. and twitchy noses. HOW CAN YOU TRUST A TWITCHY NOSE?"
Draco had to try very hard to not point out that they trust someone without any nose at all... That would be very, very stupid.
"I don't know my Lord."
"And what is with them and CARROTS? Why do they need such good eyesight? huh? WHY?"
"To see in the dark?"
"Exactly. Everyone thinks they're cute and cuddly and sweet... but you and I know the truth! They're plotting to overthrow us in the middle of the night!"
"Of course my Lord" Draco was wondering exactly what lead him here. Seventeen, with the supposed most powerful wizard in the world clinging to the back of his robes hiding from a bunny. No, not a bunny. His father, in a fluffy pink bunny suit. In front of all his friends. He was never going to live this down.