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[alt_narcissa]

Pandora's asked me to help find a suitable home for Ptolemy and Karoline once they return from their honeymoon; I was thinking of walking round Berkeley Square to see what might be open to let but this horrid weather has quite taken away my taste for it. One does find the rain much more enjoyable when one is indoors with a cup of strong tea.

There's one bright spot to the spring so far: The Summer Concert series has been announced. Toshenka, you'll be able to attend a number of the concerts, I trust? And Barty, I promise no fancy dress robes required: Picnic suppers under fairy lights, with twilight darkening all round the Protector's Park. I'll send you the guidebooks, shall I? It opens on the 3^rd Saturday of June and runs through sometime in August.


Oh, and before I forget: June, dear, of course I'll be happy to assist with the DoP luncheon. Whatever could have given you the impression I was not interested? I did think I made it clear that Siobhan would provide adequate representation from the youngest generation of the Calderwood family, though, did I not? If you need further reasons, I suggest you make an appointment with me at the club. I think you already realise that Cassandra's hopes for induction are quite unrealistic, no matter what the outcome of her N.E.W.T. exams. Such a disappointment for you, I'm sure.


Aurora, are we meeting tomorrow? I had it down but thought I might have the date confused. Was that before or after your plans changed?


Ned, Lana: Do bring Sarah and her young man with you this Friday night. We'd love to see all of you. I promise you'll be able to get away from us stodgy old people before the pubs close.

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[alt_crouch_jr]

I look forward to it.

Perfect.

I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

[alt_draco]

I'm going to kill you someday.

With pleasure.

[alt_sinistra]

Narcissa,

Thank you - in the chaos of this weekend, I forgot that I also needed to write to you.

Tomorrow would be lovely, if you're still available. I can manage any time between about half-twelve and six, when I need to be at the Guild. (I have some other errands and some work at the Guild itself, but I'll just fit that in around when you're free.)

I'd quite like to talk about several things, above and beyond the pleasure of catching up in general.

[alt_narcissa]

Let's say four, then. Katenkya; you can pick up some caviar and a few of those jam пироги Toshenka loves.

[alt_sinistra]

Four it is. I'm looking forward to it.

(I must say, Tosha is doing rather well out of my errands, but I've no objection to that.)

[alt_lana]

Of course, we'd love to come. I'm afraid Sarah and Montague have other plans, though. Sarah's very sorry.

Perhaps that's a lucky turn of events, though, as Ned and I have something we'd like your advice on. Or will there be others joining us? I shouldn't assume.

[alt_narcissa]

One never knows who'll turn up - Lucius has invited Mr Crispin but I'm not sure if he's found a partner - but if you're concerned, why don't you come round for drinks, about... oh, half-six? Would that do?

[alt_lana]

Yes. Thank you, that's very kind.

We'll see you then.

[alt_antonin]

I will be at your disposal at every possible opportunity, milaya.

...except for that performance of Leviosa. You're on your own for that one, unless you intend to bring a canvas bag to stuff me in. (Why do companies still program that piece of over-the-top maudlin wallow?)

Exhaustedly,
T

[alt_narcissa]

What is it wizards have against Leviosa? It is obviously a work that can only be properly appreciated by witches.

[alt_antonin]

Sentimentalist twaddle. Without even an interesting mathematical underpinning to redeem it. It might have been salvageable if Penskaia had included a decent part for the woodwinds, but Salazar, that drone.

Yes, yes, I know you'll tell me it represents a mother's humming heard in the womb, but I cannot help but hear it as the buzz of a cloud of locusts on their way to devour everything in their path!