Private message to Pansy

[alt_draco]

May I see you tonight, or do you have some oddball tea party that requires moustaches? Because we don't have duelling club, you know. And my homework can wait.

Because I really would like to see you.

Do you remember when it was that you first started to realise that your Mother was imperfect? I think you must have been young. I remember when we were just firsties, you would write about how Rosa was a drunk. I was so scandalised at the time - though that was back when I was very easily scandalised, mind. Looking back now, though, I think you must have matured a great deal earlier than I did (though I suppose it wasn't precisely mature to write about your Mother's drinking in the journals where everyone could see).

Father and I are having a row. It's somewhat about you, but he doesn't even realise it. Really been paying attention, hasn't he? Not that I particularly want him to start doing so...because when he does, he insists on controlling everything and having a say in every little thing I do. And if he doesn't like what I'm doing or saying, he has this way of just diminishing it. It's as if I can feel him laughing at me through the ink...

I mean, I suppose I'm glad I don't have Harry's Father, instead.

There's that, at least.

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[alt_draco]

That's pretty much how I feel - it doesn't change anything if they know or if they don't. But I get the feeling that Father isn't going to stop trying to find out. He thinks we have a bargain where I'm going to fess up by Easter hols. Haha, I should say "Eloise Midgen" just to see what colour he turns!

But I haven't even told you the part that really infuriated him. While he was interrogating me, I told him that I knew he'd bought the exact same pair of earrings for someone who is NOT Mother.

He was really, really taken aback. And then accused me of being ludicrous, of course. But based on his reaction, I'm almost certain that he bought them for a mistress or something, years ago.

That's what I meant about him being imperfect.

[alt_pansy]

I see.

That is rather unfortunate. For him to have done, and for you to have found out. If that's what it was.

And I know you love your mother very much.

I was furious with my mum when she started seeing Prospero, you know. Even though father had been dead for years and years. Because it seemed like such a betrayal to his memory.

Which doesn't make sense at all, but these things don't, do they?

[alt_pansy]

And if we're taking bets, my guess is he'd be between beet and purple.

[alt_draco]

Aubergine, then? I might have to test that, just to be certain.

Mind, he didn't admit anything, but if the earrings were for Mémé or his sister, then why wouldn't he just say? He acted all flustered, instead. You know that it takes a lot for him to get flustered.

I know your Mother's not perfect, either, but hey - she's not Auntie Bella, right?

I think I could laugh more about the imperfections if I didn't have to deal with them...

Anyway, we can talk more in person. Are you free?

I really want to see you.

[alt_pansy]

We shall have to come up with colour samples so that you can hold them up.

And we'll just have to deal with the imperfections together, won't we?

And yes, I am free.

And I really want to see you too.

[alt_draco]

Brilliant. See you in the common room in a bit, then.