"There weren't any decorations at home, because Xenophilius thought there was no fun in doing it alone, so he went to Miss Klivert's house to help them decorate, since they can't use magic," Helena said primly, but her eyes had already turned in another direction. To avoid going to Hermione's house, she suppressed her dislike for Penelope. "Miss Klivert's house is this way. I can lead the way..."
Lucius knew exactly what his wife was thinking. He did indeed have the same worries and preferences, but the influence of the ever-opportunistic Malfoy Family had taught him that benefits were the most crucial issue. "We can all go as well. There should still be enough time."
Narcissa also knew something about the family background of Penelope Clearwater, that female Auror. When she thought that she would not only have to face the home of a female demon whose temperament rivaled her sister's—but who, crucially, was not actually her sister—she was very much afraid of the other woman's fierce reputation. And realizing that because of this she would have to visit one more Muggle household tonight only made her more vexed.
"Thank you, The Grey Lady. As expected of Lady Ravenclaw's daughter, you know so much," Narcissa said with a forced smile, flattering her, though compared with her usual skill, she seemed somewhat uncomfortable now. "But perhaps we should go to Miss Granger's home first, and then after the visit, go to Mr. Grindelwald's appointment?"
Emily took in the change in Narcissa's expression with her narrowed eyes. Then her long lashes trembled lightly, and she raised her head to glance at Laura before dragging over her candy basket and slapping her hand down on it. "Merope! I never said you could sneak my candy!"
"Miss Granger and Miss Klivert are both among