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Tweak says, "what the hell did Nell say?"

: (poisoned_honey) wrote in the_recruitment,
@ 2012-04-16 16:49:00

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! 04/1977, ! thread, char: dolores umbridge, char: molly prewett

Who: Dolores Umbridge and Molly Prewett.
What: A little cook fest in the kitchens.
Where: Hogwart's kitchen.
When: April 16. Afternoon.
Status: Incomplete.
Rating: PG-13 at most.

This would likely seem like a great waste of time to any of her fellow Death Eater's. It was why Dolores had chosen to speak to none of the people that were close to her about this little excursion. Dolores could justify it all she liked, and she still did not believe they would see her as anything more then a simpering, foolish Mudblood who was more interested in girlish hobbies than the plan that would lead to the Greater Good for the whole of the Wizarding World.

It was not all that serious of a matter, and yet Dolores could not help obsessing over it.

It had not been a lie, what she had told Molly Prewett about wishing to learn how to cook and bake, however there were other motives behind her visit. Molly seemed to be something of an ideal pawn; she was Pureblooded -- although her tastes were simply appalling -- and seemed to have close contact with a number of people that her lord might appreciate having.

After all, she thought,</i> if he was willing to go for Black, why not Prewett or Potter...?</i>

They were selfish thoughts, ideas and ideals all wrapped into one ugly bundle, however Dolores did not feel guilty in the slightest. After all, she wished to do anything to prove herself more fully, to the Dark Lord and to Lucius as well as others, and what did she care about Molly?

Pulling herself from her thoughts, Dolores found her feet had carried her straight to the picture that led into the kitchen. Stretching out her hand -- and standing on her tip toes as Dolores was almost too short to reach -- she toyed with the pear, watching as, moments later, a handle appeared.

Taking hold of it, she slipped inside. Watching as House Elf's hurried forward to greet her, the Head Girl could only frown. Disgusting little things...

She and Molly had agreed on a set time to arrive, and though she could care less for the red-head, Dolores had still arrived early enough to be there before her. It was simply how she worked.

Brushing past the House Elf's, she worked to pull a smile onto her features as she began to inform the creatures around her what she and Prewett wished to do. She was not quite asking, however Dolores feigned kindness.

If she wanted this to work, she could not have the Elf's slipping something out about her different attitudes in front of the Gryffindor.

Satisfied that they understood, Dolores moved off and chose to watch as bread was rolled without any assistance. She did hope that this was not a terrible waste of time.

Dolores did --so very much--wish to bring her Lord a present to play with.

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maybe_molly
2012-04-16 09:49 pm UTC (link)

Molly was quite excited. She had been feeling rather, well, not exactly down, but a bit melancholy lately. Arthur had been very distant, and with all the goings on Lily had been understandibly upset. It would be a very welcome change to spend a little time in the kitchen, teaching her favorite subject.

She didn't know much about Dolores, but she seemed like a nice enough girl, and she had a fondness for the rules that Molly approved of. Besides, there was nothing like freshly rolled dough and chocolate chips that made her feel like at least something was right with the universe.

She pushed open the picture of the fruit bowl and beamed at the house elves that immediatly crowded around her.

"Hello Binky, Charm, Lefty, Guido." She turned and saw Dolores and her smile widened.

"Hello! Are you ready for your first baking lesson?"

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poisoned_honey
2012-04-17 06:00 pm UTC (link)

Dolores had heard the kitchen door creaking open and turned just in time to see the red-haired Gryffindor entering; she saw her greeting the Elf's as if they were good friends and Dolores had to work to not make a face that would betray her emotions.

Disgust, simply put. Dolores could not comprehend how anyone could smile so openly and genuinely at the ugly little things.

None of that showed on her face though, and Dolores instead smiled back at Molly, looking pleased to be standing in the kitchen surrounded by the foul creatures.

"Hello! Yes," She answered, her tone sweetened like honey. "I've been looking forward to this very much. I do apologize for taking so long to get back to you..."

Dolores paused and gave a high, girlish laugh. "Being Head Girl consumes time almost too easily.

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maybe_molly
2012-04-19 03:22 pm UTC (link)

Molly laughed right along with Dolores, already enjoying her company. Honestly, she didn't know what peple were talking about, the woman seemed truly delightful.

"Well, Duty always comes first, but I can understand needing a break. So, what would you like to learn today? Cookies? They're pretty basic, but are always a hit. Or perhaps something a little more advanced? Have you ever done any baking before?"

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poisoned_honey
2012-04-19 04:16 pm UTC (link)

Dolores nodded slightly, still smiling. It was easy enough to seem like a sweet tempered and kind young woman, and with people like Molly -- who seemed to want to find the best in everyone -- Dolores had an even easier time at it.

Even if it was all a lie.

"I have," She found herself answering. It came to her without difficulty and the mask held. Not everything she said had to be a lie however, Dolores had a way of twisting to truth to suit her purposes. "My mother and I used to make sweets together when I was younger, although that was a long time ago! I'm afraid I might have forgotten it all."

She gave a sort of trill, like a laugh only not.

"I would love to learn how you made those pastries. They looked absolutely wonderful!"

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maybe_molly
2012-04-20 05:01 pm UTC (link)

"Of course!" Molly summoned her cookbook, opened it to the proper page, and showed it to the house elves. They immediatly began bustling about, gathering ingrediants. "They are actually quite simple to make, crust is just short bread in a special tin." A house elf dropped off a large tin with twelve individual tart cups onto the table. "Thank you Dory. Now, we're going to want to start by softening the butter, which I just dowith a spell, and then mixing it together with the flour and brown sugar."

She pulled the recipe closer to Dolores and pointed to the bit that said 'crust.' "Basically just add them together in these quantities, exactly like potions, and then mix them. You can use a spell, but I prefer to use my hands. I like being able to feel when it's the right consistency."

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poisoned_honey
2012-04-20 05:37 pm UTC (link)

Dolores listened attentively to Molly, because --as she was the one to initiate this lesson -- she knew it was the proper code of behavior to follow, even if it was not wholly true.

"Like potions..." Dolores said, nodding slightly to show she understood. "That makes more sense, actually."

Leaning forward, Dolores looked along the recipe that read for the instructions of how the crust was to be made and carefully removed her wand from her robe, and began to roll her sleeves up. "I was not thinking properly when I got dressed this morning," She said, sounding amused. "I should have gone without my rings!"

She gave a slight wave of one hand, to show the gaudy jewelry and simply smiled a little more widely at Molly.

"I think for now I will have to use my wand."

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