"Narcissa keeps Flooing like she thinks I'm going to forget she's having a baby." Lucius sat next to Evan in the staff lounge, snapping his fingers at a house-elf so he'd get his glass of scotch. He needed something to take the edge off after twenty minutes of Narcissa bitching at him about how she had too much sex with her boyfriend and had ended up knocked up again.
He took the scotch from the house-elf when it reappeared with his drink and then wrapped an arm around Evan's shoulders. "You should talk to her next time. She likes you best. She looks like she's about to pop."
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