Who: Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy What: Impromptu trip to the country When: Saturday evening Where: Property at Ranmore Forest Rating/Warnings: TBA
It was the first time in far too long that Lucius actually had something that required his attention - and yet here he was, deferring all the little chores that Draco's engagement had presented in favor of doing nothing. It felt natural here, at least, to be without something that needed accomplished; at home it was strange and unpleasant not to have an agenda. This had always been a place for retreat. As he walked slowly through the gardens behind the house, a little more wild than those back at the Manor, he tried not to let his mind wander back to business.
But business now was so closely tied to the personal that it was a futile endeavor. With Narcissa on his arm it was difficult to think of much else, and he knew for a fact it weighed even more heavily upon her. He meant to try to distract her from it for at least a couple of days, but it was possible that simply letting it run its course would be better. She would have to come to terms with it - they both would - in short order. Something about the thought of moving out here permanently made his fingers itch, the beginnings of a deep-seated restlessness, but - there it was. He had always been pragmatic, had always worked with exactly what he had, and it wasn't as if this was any sort of end to his -
That was a dangerous line of thought, and one he'd been avoiding. "Someone will have to cut this back," he drawled, looking out over the landscaping to the forest. "It's all well and good to have a little wilderness over the holidays, but I doubt if I could look at it every day with breakfast."