"It seems less frivolous when family and loved ones are close. When one is alone, I'm afraid, the holiday spirit is not so readily conjured." She sighed. "I cannot find the librarian." She had hoped for some distraction. Books were a respectable form of entertainment.
Narcissa liked the sort of romance that masqueraded as a historical novel. Of course, she would not read Muggle books, and relied on florid stories of the witches of centuries past. This meant that her favorite reading nearly always ended with someone getting burnt at the stake.
"Those scrolls are unfamiliar to me," she remarked (feeling no compunction about intruding), "and I went to school here as a girl. I thought I knew the library rather well. May I ask what the scrolls happen to be?"
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Date: 2010-02-18 12:57 am (UTC)Narcissa liked the sort of romance that masqueraded as a historical novel. Of course, she would not read Muggle books, and relied on florid stories of the witches of centuries past. This meant that her favorite reading nearly always ended with someone getting burnt at the stake.
"Those scrolls are unfamiliar to me," she remarked (feeling no compunction about intruding), "and I went to school here as a girl. I thought I knew the library rather well. May I ask what the scrolls happen to be?"