"Disgusting." Alecto sneered and picked at her nails momentarily. "That will all change, soon. Such filth like equality and acceptance being taught to the young minds is unacceptable." Glancing up at Pansy, she caught that flickering in Pansy's eyes, a look that Alecto often held.
"If I recall, Miss Parkinson," Alecto leaned back in the chair, enjoying the plush cushion. Again, another luxury she was denied while in hiding. "You were willing to give up Potter when the Dark Lord requested it. While the school rebelled against you, there were... there are many out there that supported your tenacity. Myself included." Fingers tapped the arm rest of the cushion idly as she studied Pansy's expression.
"We are gathering once more." Alecto knew she didn't have to specify who, Pansy was smart enough to know who Alecto was talking about. "I would be honored to have you within our ranks."