Left to her own devices, she would have just avoided the thing. It was everything that she hated....lots of purebloods and the ones that thought pureblood society events were the be all and end all....Morag hated those kinds of things like plague.
And she'd had the pox plague. She'd rather go through that again than attend this tea party.
But she knew Antonin wanted her to go. He hadn't come out and said it, of course. He wouldn't do that. He just pointed out from time to time all the advantages of her attendance.
Of course, there was the chance to listen to what was being said and find out how everyone was taking Umbridge's 'decrees' and changes. Not to mention to find out if there was anything else brewing that they hadn't heard about.
Then there was the fact that Antonin liked Pansy and her daughter. She'd seen him playing with little Polly at their boatwarming party. And she knew he'd had Pansy in mind when he redid the fo'csle.
But when he started in on the possibilities inherent in cultivating the women who had already had babies recently, well, she had had to give in.
Which is why she was dressed in a conservative set of lilac and white cotton summer robes with an empire waist to cover her growing stomach.
Actually, if she were being honest, the higher waist had become more about comfort than about covering anything.
With a put upon sigh, Morag let the house-elf guide her to the other women.