Date: 03 June 2001 Time: 09.00am Location: Malfoy Manor Characters: Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy
He stepped onto the patio in shirt sleeves. The air still smelled sweet from the night's rainfall but a watery-orange sun had dried the water. The book of accounts Narcissa had left him with was tucked neatly under one arm, the black ribbon slid between the last page of figures and a crisp new one. Beside it was tucked a thicker notebook, black but with silver detail at the spine. It contained several pages of neat flowing script.
"Good morning," he said as he came close to where she sat. Lucius flicked his wand towards a seat, removing any possible remaining water before sitting. He placed the two books into the table and smiled, "they were well organised, a pleasure to read after the atrocious additions of Father's books."
Narcissa had obviously gleaned a deal of financial matters. Lucius was pleased that she had - that she might have suffered in his absence simply because he hadn't bothered to discuss with her even the basics of finances displeased him.