"Mmhm," Fiona hummed, taking a sip of her drink. It was scary how easily she was able to avoid getting shaken up by his words. Because--they were innocent enough, for sure, but Fiona knew better and--didn't care.
She wondered if Brianna would be upset by these kinds of methods, not going about the blood status issues in the proper way and...circumventing trouble that she knew would confront them. The only reason they were questioning her anyway was the fact that she had married a muggle (the thought infuriated her, but it had to be the reason; they didn't have enemies, she didn't think), so...
"Give me a week to try and figure this out on my own," she said, a smirk on her lips, "and...if things go as I have a feeling they will, do I have permission to contact you to accept your help?"
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