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[alt_narcissa]

I had planned to take Draco shopping in New London today - he has outgrown nearly everything but his cloak, and even that is quite a bit shorter on him than it was - but between the impromptu ball at Buckingham so late last night and all the reports of the continued holiday spirit of our citizens today, I've decided to put it off to next week. Wednesday, I think, though I'm not sure: It might rain.

As I suspected, Mariah had some suggestions for a guitarist, so apart from interviewing the two who were free today, I've found myself at loose ends. I must admit I'm almost glad of the time - the last few days have been both exhilarating and emotionally trying.

Perhaps I'll see if Draco wishes to play cards this afternoon, or we may go for a little flight.

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[alt_crouch_jr]

It was a party to remember, certainly. I needn't have bothered leaving Buckingham early last night: the crowds were as loud around Marlborough as there. It was dawn before things settled down.

Funny you should mention card-playing. I happened to stop into a bookshop--the odd little one at the end of Waterloo Bridge--this morning, in a mood to find something new to read, and I came away with a compendium of card strategies. I intend to study the section on Spite and Malice carefully before meeting you across a card table again.