"Well, how would I know? You never come back here any more. I've practically been abandoned," she said with a sniff. And she had! Her daughter had moved out with that fuckwit of a husband and it had been nice to have Draco, Narcissa and Lucius around for a while but they'd left to go back to the manor too. "When are you two moving in here? You can't possibly mean to live in that poky little flat." She laughed a little at the idea. "This is your home."
Pansy wasn't about to give up. She had plenty of contacts in the Wizengamot - some of whom she'd actively encouraged into passing the law on children -and she'd investigate a little bit into the Lebeaus. There had to be some way to get them there! "Well, if they can't make it," she said in a conciliatory tone, smiling at Emil. "What do you want from the wedding? I know Everett, of course, but I don't know you at all. You'll have to come for tea so I can get to know you better."
"Oh, Rita. She's such a dear. I can have a word if you'd like?" she asked, knowing she could have stopped some of the stories before they hit. The only one she'd been truly cross about was Fen's pregnancy and she'd told her off quite thoroughly for that. "She's an idiot. I'm sure I could have had Scorpius marry her if I'd had just a little more time."