Author's Note: This piece was born of a prompt in a writing group, to make a 100-word drabble based on a line of a song, and was inspired by MIIA's "Dynasty." It's ridiculously short, and the ONLY reason I'm sharing it here is because I'm going to be writing a full-length story based on this premise after Distance. So this is just a bit of a teaser. Heh.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Harry Potter franchise.
He'd snorted as she presented herself, knees to the cold marble and her head bowed low.
"Not a chance." He waved a flippant hand. "Next."
She glanced up, a sparkle to her eyes and a curve to her lips, even as the guards hauled her to her feet; she blinked at him from beneath long lashes. "But you haven't even heard my plan yet."
His narrowed eyes met hers as he lifted a hand and rose to his feet. "Plan? What plan?"
She laughed, her head cocked to one side.
"My plan for the solidification of your dynasty, of course."