"Mr Bennet's entire fortune was tied up in an estate that brought in two thousand pounds a year. This estate was a true misfortune for his daughters. Since he had no son, it had to pass to a distant male relative. As for their mother's personal fortune, it would have counted as a considerable sum in a family like theirs, yet in truth it was not enough to make up for his loss..."
Pomona held Jane Austen's novel and read aloud, but Severus was not really listening. He was staring blankly at the rain outside the window.
She did not mind. Sitting on his lap and reading was comfortable enough, and the Alps were quite cold after the rain. There was no need to light a fire, yet she was still warm.
Werewolves were in an even more pitiful position than vampires. The Guidelines for the Treatment of Non-Wizard Half-Humans explicitly prohibited hunting vampires, yet did not forbid hunting Werewolves.
"Mr Stag" was not as vicious as he looked, especially since he still felt sympathy for Remus. Pomona had promised him that she would not force him to do things he did not want to do, as Dumbledore had. If he did not want to attend such occasions, then he did not have to go.
By then, she had changed out of her green long dress and into a white Empire-waist gown.
From another perspective, Jane Austen's era had happened to be the Empire period. So even if it was a dress that belonged on display in a museum, Pomona still wore it.
"The desire to conquer is natural and normal. Success always earns praise rather than condemnation. But if one cannot conquer and still insists on doing so at any cost, that is a grave mistake and deserves condemnation."