| blondenarcissa in nocturne_alley @ 2004-05-17 20:59:00 |
| Current mood: |  determined |
I realise that by posting I am violating certain individus terms of service...
but I regret it not one iota. I am not drunk or a pompous overstuffed peacock, although I am French and a Malfoy. Dear me, has your entre nett imploded yet? I certainly hope it has not, for you would miss my woefully modest and non-cryptic statements regarding public divorces.
Speaking of non-cryptic statements regarding public divorces--Lucius, do you plan on returning to the Manor any time soon? Do let me know as soon as possible as if I am to vacate the premises, I should like to pack posthaste. Owls have been scarce and I, quite frankly, am through. I thought things were better between us and we were growing closer after the rows we had a few months ago but now I see that I was wrong. You will always have your agenda and I will always have mine and they will never, ever go hand-in-hand. I loathe putting Draco through this once more and I hope that, for his sake, we can treat one another in a civil manner and with respect in regards to his well-being. I trust that, having said that, you will take into consideration my thoughts and feelings on what you have been planning, for I do not think it wise in the least.
Draco, I am truly sorry. If you are upset with me, you are perfectly entitled to be so. If you would like to not correspond with me for a time, I will give you your space. However, in the event that you should like to owl me, your owl will be able to find me no matter where on this earth I am.
Remus, I am quite tired of you. I had once thought you a gentleman but, after our falling-out, I see that you are nothing more than the mangy creature you become at the Full Moon. I have never once spoken ill of you in the time that we have been at odds. Not once. You know not of what you speak and that angers me a great deal. But go on. Do not allow me to stop you. Do not take pause; please go on and laugh at me with your friends. After all, they understand you and support you so much, don't they? Were they there for you when Sirius strayed? Were they there for you when Severus hexed you into a woman? Were they there to make tea for you when life was low?
I thought not.
Comments:
| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 06:03 pm UTC |
What, this again?
You took the name of a Death Eater. You share your home with him. You entertain Voldemort and expect us to believe he's merely an unknown "business associate."
I want nothing to do with you.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 06:06 pm UTC |
What a coincidence.
I want nothing to do with YOU.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 06:13 pm UTC |
Nor am I a stray dog with a penchant for shagging anything that moves.
(parent)| onourbrooms @ 2004-05-17 06:20 pm UTC |
Narcissa, you do realize that's rather unfair. After all, the stray dog in question never attempted to become carnally acquainted with you, and I'm quite sure you have the capacity to move, unless you've been in the way of some badly aimed spells lately.
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 06:21 pm UTC |
Do shut your gob, Xiomara, for once in your underprivileged life.
(parent)| onourbrooms @ 2004-05-17 06:24 pm UTC |
Just because I am not disgustingly blatant with my prosperity in the fashion of the nouveau riche hardly means I am underprivileged.
(parent)| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 06:30 pm UTC |
You must have missed that owl, Xiomara. We who do not consort with madmen and windbags with ugly sticks are underprivileged.
I know I'm weeping into my cheap Scotch. Aren't you?
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 06:32 pm UTC |
No, your blatant jealousy of the Malfoy family proves that you have wallowed in the world of the underprivileged for eons.
(parent)| onourbrooms @ 2004-05-17 06:38 pm UTC |
Were I ever mad enough to be jealous of a family that so highly values sniveling at the feet of their betters to gain power, I would have immediately checked myself into St Mungo's.
Not to mention, Narcissa dear, you don't need to defend the Malfoy name, since it won't be yours much longer.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 06:42 pm UTC |
That is inconsequential.
I will always be a Peltier.
| onourbrooms @ 2004-05-17 08:08 pm UTC |
You really missed your opportunity. That's where you ought to have said, "And you'll always be a hooch." Is your rapier wit slipping?
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 08:10 pm UTC |
No; I simply did not to wish to waste more energy on you than I ought to. I shall have to remedy that and cease replying once more.
(parent)| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 06:37 pm UTC |
Woman, that is a tired and ineffective old insult, and it makes me laugh that you honestly believe it carries weight with me any longer. However many came before me, I am his last.
Haven't you got anything original to throw at me? Anything at all, in that empty little head of yours?
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 06:45 pm UTC |
Wolf, I suppose it could be considered as tired and ineffective as you, considering that silver has weakened your veins.
Are you certain you are the last?
My head is not empty, Remus. Far from it, in fact, but I doubt you'd truly be interested in anything I might know.
| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 06:52 pm UTC |
Silver or no, I am still here. You can't kill me, no matter how hard your husband and his masked cronies might have tried. I am still here.
Yes.
The only thing I'd be interested in knowing is whatever information you have on your Dark Lord, but I know better as it would be little more than a vapid little diatribe on his inability to properly coordinate his accessories, punctuated by your tiny fists of manicured fury.
Begone, little thing. I have no time for you.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 06:56 pm UTC |
One day you will wish you had, but I will not force your hand. Your undoing is yours and yours alone. When the day comes that you find yourself wishing things had been as tame as Godric's Hollow, you will rue that you ever described my aristocratic hands as tiny fists of manicured fury.
You have not met my fury yet, Remus, but there is still time.
| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 06:59 pm UTC |
How dare you refer to Godric's Hollow as tame you utter bitch.
Next full moon, I suggest you forget how to spell England, let alone remain in it.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 07:04 pm UTC |
I dare because I can, you absolute stubborn thing.
You act surprised in one breath that I may remind you of what had transpired at Godric's Hollow, yet in another you accuse me of consorting with Voldemort. So which shall I do--act the part of the daft trophy wife or the Death Eater who maniacally cackles and speaks harshly of what is to come? Do make up your mind, Remus, for this back and forth conversation really is quite tiring.
| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 07:14 pm UTC |
I would not be surprised that the only reason you have not yet taken the Mark is because it would clash with your outfit.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 07:17 pm UTC |
Oh yes, it would clash with my Vivienne Westwitch and then I should not know what to do as I cannot function properly if my outfit is off balance.
(parent)| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 07:25 pm UTC |
Oh, I'm certain you'd find a solution - composed of one part tonic and nine parts gin.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 07:27 pm UTC |
One part tonic and nine parts gin? You are clearly mistaking me for someone without class. Perhaps too much time around Sirius has clouded your senses once more.
(parent)| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 07:37 pm UTC |
Sirius, in all his previously sluttish and slightly demented glory, has more class in one finger than you will ever have, in all your closets and all your accounts in all the world.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 07:40 pm UTC |
Clearly this is all a matter of opinion. And as yours no longer means very much to me, so be it. Go on, revel in the farce you call a marriage and continue to make mistakes for which your godson will inadvertently have to pay.
(parent)| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 07:41 pm UTC |
I shall revel in my farce of a marriage, and you ought to go and revel in yours.
Oh. Right. You're divorced once again for the week. A pity.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 07:45 pm UTC |
The status of my marriage is of NO concern to you, nor was it ever when we were friends, was it? No matter, I DO NOT CARE WHAT YOU THINK. Go back and hide behind the memories of yesteryear and keep telling yourself that the good old days have returned. GO ON, DELUDE YOURSELF.
(parent)| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 07:58 pm UTC |
The 'good old days' as you so flippantly call them can NEVER return, you idiot girl, because key elements of them are DEAD. By the hand of your BUSINESS ASSOCIATE and that ass you call a husband whenever the fancy strikes you. And if your marriage is of no concern to me then for God's sake STOP BLOODY TALKING ABOUT IT ALL THE TIME. Stop these stupid sweeping public declarations and KEEP SOMETHING TO YOURSELF. Have you any idea what it might do to your SON to have to read these missives of yours? To see his parents behave like children where his peers can see? DO YOU THINK ANY OF US STILL CARE WHETHER OR NOT YOU AND LUCIUS STAY MARRIED?
NO ONE CARES, NARCISSA. You are old and tired and no one cares what you do or where, and the only people who will care who you're doing it WITH are the good propietors of Azkaban, where your sort invariably end up.
But only if we don't get you first.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 08:08 pm UTC |
Yes, Remus, they're DEAD and whose fault is that, exactly? WHOSE FAULT IS IT? If you were half the valiant man you CLAIM to be, you would have DONE SOMETHING. But you DIDN'T. YOU COULDN'T STOP IT THEN AND I DOUBT YOU COULD STOP IT NOW NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRIED BECAUSE YOU ARE WEAK AND AN OUTCAST AND THE ONLY REASON YOU HAVE ANYTHING AT ALL IS BECAUSE ALBUS DUMBLEDORE TOOK PITY ON A HAPLESS CREATURE. You think about that.
I KEEP PLENTY TO MYSELF, REMUS. Over the years I've seen and learnt enough to know when to play for the public and when to stay my hand. I keep plenty of things to myself to SPARE MY SON and HE KNOWS THAT. Do not PRESUME to know ANYTHING about my son. I KNOW JUST WHAT YOU THINK OF HIM, SO DON'T YOU DARE PRETEND TO CARE ABOUT HIS WELL-BEING.
You are wrong, Remus. YOU CARE. If you did not, you would not feel the need to respond to me or make commentary on my life or that of my husband. I know nothing of Azkaban and never will. On the other hand, if you are looking for insight on the prison, look no further than your own bed.
I will never be 'gotten.'
| lupercus @ 2004-05-17 08:42 pm UTC |
Come and say these things to my face, woman, if you've the nerve.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 08:43 pm UTC |
I've more than the nerve. The question is this--do you have the nerve to face me?
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 08:46 pm UTC |
Very well.
Knockturn Alley. Half ten. I am quite sure you will be able to find me rather quickly.
| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 08:16 pm UTC |
I would care for an answer to my question, firstly.
(parent)| purestblood @ 2004-05-17 08:18 pm UTC |
I'd rather give it to you in person. Oh, and I have some documents for you to sign regarding that silver mine we discussed last month.
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 08:19 pm UTC |
I would rather have my answer now. Please stop avoiding the issue; avoidance is most unattractive.
(parent)| purestblood @ 2004-05-17 08:22 pm UTC |
I am not going to discuss something like that on here where anyone can read it. I am not avoiding anything; would a firechat be preferable?
(parent)| purestblood @ 2004-05-17 08:26 pm UTC |
If you feel you must; you are mistress of the Manor and I wish you'd stay.
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-17 08:27 pm UTC |
We often wish for things that are just beyond our grasp.
(parent)| purestblood @ 2004-05-17 08:28 pm UTC |
Just be happy, whatever you do. That's all I want for you.
(parent)| purestblood @ 2004-05-17 08:32 pm UTC |
All right. Shall I owl the silver mine papers to you?
(parent)| blondenarcissa @ 2004-05-18 03:46 pm UTC |
All right, darling. I shall speak with you shortly.
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