Lose your face, lose your name, then get fitted for a suit of flame
[The Ministry] [Monday morning] [Umbridge, Rosier]
Pansy was a little confused. She and Dolores had stayed in touch after the Ministry purged all the "suspicious" purebloods, but she never visited her office. And being summoned to her office bothered her even more. Pansy reread the note, for what seemed like the twentieth time as she rode down the elevator to Dolores' office, only looking up when the elevator dinged on her floor. She stepped out and looked around, it still looked the same as it did when she worked there, it was like no time had passed. Pansy made her way to Dolores' assistant who led her into her office, assuring her that Dolores would be along soon. She sat in an overly pink armchair and started looking around the room, only to be distracted by all of the cats staring back at her from the plates. It wasn't long before she heard the door open and Dolores enter.
"Pansy, dear, sorry I'm late. That idiot of a Minister is driving me crazy."
"No, that's quite alright, I was just admiring your plate collection," she replied as she turned to look at Dolores. Pansy watched Dolores put charms up around the room, and she found herself suddenly suspicous of the meeting.
Dolores walked over and sat in the matching chair next to Pansy. "I want to thank you for everything you've done for the campaign. I know the chances are slim, but I think we've raised some awareness to our cause. I think we've shown that the purebloods will not go quietly into the night."
"Of course Dolores, you know I fully support you. We have the same values and views, even if they aren't popular anymore. You have my loyalty."
"Do I? I would hope so, I have something very important to talk to you about," the smile faded from Dolores' face. The kittens seemed to understand the change in the atmosphere, they all stopped moving, watching the two women.
"Of course you do. And I don't give my loyalty easily."
"I know. You're loyalty to the Dark Lord never wavered even after he kidnapped you," Dolores commented, pouring them both a cup of tea.
Pansy's eyes flashed at the door as if she was expecting someone to walk in.
"Don't worry Pansy, I would not have brought it up if I wasn't sure we were safe."
"Yes, the Dark Lord always has my loyalty," Pansy admitted quietly. "Even in death."
"And if someone asked you to become a more active member in his fight for purity," Dolores asked, watching Pansy closely.
"I would be more honored then I could ever put into words," Pansy answered.
Pansy was so wrapped up in what Dolores was saying she didn't see someone disillusion themselves in the corner.
"I knew I could count on my niece to make the correct decision," Rosier said moving toward Pansy.
She gasped loudly, jumping out of her seat. "Uncle! But you're dead!"
"No, I'm very much alive. Sit back down girl, we have plans to discuss."