Chapter 11: Lucius Malfoy, AKA 'Fanny'
(A/N: I simply adore Lucius' mother, don't you?)
"Oh, Gods, Narcissa," groaned Lucius Malfoy, his hands in his pretty hair, "Why did you have to invite my mother?" Narcissa, who was standing next to him at one of the windows of the drawing room, opened her mouth and was just about to speak when a very loud voice came from the hallway:
"Luuuciuciucius Francis Beverley Vyvyan Evelyn Malfoy!" it yelled. "Where are your manners?" It continued to shout indistinct things, but Lucius merely groaned again and ignored her.
Narcissa snorted. "Vyvyan? I'd forgotten about that one..." she said, laughing. Lucius shot her a dark glare, and walked away, to guide his mother to the dining room. Narcissa smoothed her robes and hair, and waited until she heard a loud 'crack', announcing Snape's arrival. Together they joined Lucius and Mrs Malfoy at the table.
"Ah, Fanny, please be so kind as to pass me the salt," Mrs Malfoy said to Lucius, who cringed.
"Mother, please," he muttered to her.
"Fanny??" mouthed Narcissa at Snape, and they both snorted with repressed laughter.
"Now, now, Severus Sebastian Cecil Cyril Snape, don't act like you've never heard that name before," Mrs Malfoy said, utterly undisturbed, ladling her bright green soup.
Lucius smirked, and Narcissa was nearly choking with laughter. Snape slowly turned scarlet. "No need to laugh, Narcissa Robert Anthony Steven Black," Mrs Malfoy calmly said to her, her face completely straight.
It was then that Lupin appeared, carrying a plate of freshly baked bread, which he was looking at hungrily. Mrs Malfoy raised both her eyebrows at him. "Oh, hello there, Remus John John John Lupin," she said, and, as the rest of the company fell to the ground, floored with laughter, serenely continued to eat her soup.
(A/N: I simply adore Lucius' mother, don't you?)
"Oh, Gods, Narcissa," groaned Lucius Malfoy, his hands in his pretty hair, "Why did you have to invite my mother?" Narcissa, who was standing next to him at one of the windows of the drawing room, opened her mouth and was just about to speak when a very loud voice came from the hallway:
"Luuuciuciucius Francis Beverley Vyvyan Evelyn Malfoy!" it yelled. "Where are your manners?" It continued to shout indistinct things, but Lucius merely groaned again and ignored her.
Narcissa snorted. "Vyvyan? I'd forgotten about that one..." she said, laughing. Lucius shot her a dark glare, and walked away, to guide his mother to the dining room. Narcissa smoothed her robes and hair, and waited until she heard a loud 'crack', announcing Snape's arrival. Together they joined Lucius and Mrs Malfoy at the table.
"Ah, Fanny, please be so kind as to pass me the salt," Mrs Malfoy said to Lucius, who cringed.
"Mother, please," he muttered to her.
"Fanny??" mouthed Narcissa at Snape, and they both snorted with repressed laughter.
"Now, now, Severus Sebastian Cecil Cyril Snape, don't act like you've never heard that name before," Mrs Malfoy said, utterly undisturbed, ladling her bright green soup.
Lucius smirked, and Narcissa was nearly choking with laughter. Snape slowly turned scarlet. "No need to laugh, Narcissa Robert Anthony Steven Black," Mrs Malfoy calmly said to her, her face completely straight.
It was then that Lupin appeared, carrying a plate of freshly baked bread, which he was looking at hungrily. Mrs Malfoy raised both her eyebrows at him. "Oh, hello there, Remus John John John Lupin," she said, and, as the rest of the company fell to the ground, floored with laughter, serenely continued to eat her soup.