Who: Lucius Malfoy and Minerva McGonagall What: An official visit Where: Hogwarts When: Today Warnings: TBA
It had been years since Lucius had walked the road from Hogsmeade to the castle gates, and it seemed to have grown distinctly longer and steeper in the meantime. The wind wasn't doing him any favors, of course. He fought the urge to duck his chin further into his scarf as he made the final turn up to the grand entrance - he meant to return with his head held high, even if his face was a little flushed from the cold. It was beyond satisfying to know that he had outlasted the man who had always seemed to take such pleasure in thwarting Lucius's every effort to preserve what remained of Hogwarts' dignity. If he hadn't been ordered to stop by, he thought, he might have done so on his own just to dance on the grave.
A little more decorum was probably called for, now. Not that politesse was going to dislodge McGonagall from her roost; but he did hope to incite her to leave under her own power, and that would require some appeal to logic. She would be a fool to stay, and anger did tend to make people act foolishly. He would do his best not to be overly offensive. He presented his governor's seal to the Auror at the gates with a thoroughly courteous good afternoon, explained that he had rather urgent business with the Headmistress, and continued silently formulating his plan of attack. Lucius suspected she hadn't mellowed in the thirty years since he'd sat in her class.