Narcissa Black Malfoy (coldest_malfoy) wrote in dhmaster_rpg, @ 2007-09-21 00:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | narcissa malfoy, owl post |
Owl Posts
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Weasley,
We are dreadfully sorry for the loss of your son. There is nothing worse than the pain of losing one's child and there are no words I can say to console you. I have enclosed with this owl a few gifts. It is not much, but I would like you to accept them.
My son and I will be at Fred's wake and funeral to stand with you and your husband for support. I know that our families have been at odds with each other for years, but with You Know Who's death, I believe it is time we start anew. There is no use in futile hatred when there has been so much loss in our world.
Sincerely,
Narcissa Black Malfoy
Enclosed is an enchanted music box charmed to play Celestina Warbeck songs and a bottle of dry white wine from Bordeaux, France.
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Dear Severus,
Thank you once more for taking in Draco on short notice. The manor looked horrendous after the Dark Lord took residence in our home. That has since been remedied. To celebrate the occasion, I am throwing a dinner party. You are, of course, invited. I expect you to be there, no excuses.
The dinner is next Thursday, starting promptly at eight. Wear something decent.
Sincerely,
Narcissa
Enclosed is a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon and a card that simply says, "With love."
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Dear Harry,
How are you doing? The Malfoy manor is in near pristine conditions and to celebrate I am throwing a dinner party. I do expect you to attend as the guest of honor. Bring along someone if you wish.
The dinner is next Thursday, starting promptly at eight. Wear something decent.
Sincerely,
Narcissa Black Malfoy
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Dear Pansy,
How are you doing, my dear? It has been so long since I've seen you around the manor. Draco has been a dreadful boy. To make it up to you, I am inviting you to a dinner party at the manor.
The dinner is next Thursday, starting promptly at eight.
Sincerely,
Narcissa
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Dear Sister,
You are alive. I didn't expect that you would be, but a clerk at the Ministry assures me that it is the case. Dromeda, our older sister is dead, but you may have knew that. You are my only sister left and I say that loosely. You betrayed me when you chose him over us years ago. I haven't forgiven you and still haven't if you want the truth. But he is dead and so is Bella. Our parents are dead.
I want to begin anew. You have your daughter and grandchild while I have my son. We are still family, as the Dark Lord once reminded me, and I want to reconnect with you.
Come to a dinner party I am hosting at the Malfoy manor with your family. It is next Thursday, starting promptly at eight. Bring your grandchild. I will have the house elves watch over him.
This is no trick, Dromeda, despite what you may be thinking. We have much to talk about, you and I.
Cissy