Chapter 451 - Formal Request Ⅲ (2/2)
Deciding to cease teasing her friend, Dorea tilts her head in approval and says, ”A most excellent choice for the date, and yes, my friend, I will aid you in the planning.” Georgine lets out a small sigh of relief at hearing her words.
”-It will permit us more than ample time to send out the invitations and prepare the decorations, catering, and so many other things,” Dorea said. ”Now then, who is to be the godfather?”
”Oh that,” Georgine perked up with devilishly delight. ”Fleamont Potter.”
”What?!” Dorea choked in disbelief knowing full well that Reginald did not like her husband's distant cousin, Fleamont Potter. ”How in Merlin's name did that come to be?!”
Georgine almost purrs with satisfaction as she arrogantly replies, ”I managed to convince, brother, that Fleamont Potter will offer the children more benefit's than anyone else.”
Dorea purses her lips as she takes a sip of tea, before thoughtfully murmuring, ”I can more than amply understand as to why I was chosen. I am a close friend, and I am a Black. And no one in wizarding society could possibly scoff at my position, but Fleamont Potter is a self-made wizard despite having inherited the Potter fortune. Many will find fault with Fleamont despite his pureblood status.”
”I am well aware,” Georgine answered as she flashed a cool smile. ”But Fleamont is not associated to anyone including our enemies. And despite his Gryffindor nature, he is associated to certain persons in power that wouldn't commonly associate with anyone else in wizarding society.”
”My, my, you still continue to surprise me, Georgine,” Dorea briskly said as her gray eyes took in the calm figure of her friend sipping at her tea. ”I did not think that you had thought that far ahead.”
”I am many things, dear Dorea, but a fool is not one of them,” Georgine flashed her friend a wolfish smile.
Changing the subject, Dorea with an impish smile asks, ”And just when will you be visiting the Potter household?”
Teasing her friend back, Georgine arches her brow and loftily counters, ”But I am visiting the home of a Potter.”
Rolling her eyes at the jest, Dorea says, ”Really, Georgine? What are we fourteen?”
”My dear, we are forever young,” Georgine arrogantly proclaimed and grinned wickedly at her friend.
Letting out a snort, Dorea just as aloofly says, ”Well, I was going to invite you to have lunch with me at the Potter home, but seeing as you are content here, I suppose I will have to decline Euphemia Potter's invitation to lunch tomorrow evening. Next time, I suppose.”
”Dorea!” Georgine protested in horror.
Dorea smirks back and says, ”It was merely a jest, Georgine, no need to shriek like a fisher mongers' wife.”
”I do not sound like a fisher mongers' wife!” Georgine vehemently protested feeling utterly appalled by the stark comparison. Fisher monger's wife indeed! NEVER!
”Manners, Georgine,” Dorea hummed as she sipped her tea. ”Now let us enjoy the rest of our tea and then I will write to Euphemia accepting her invitation for lunch at their home. And I will include that I will be bringing by a guest.”
Dorea narrows her eyes at her friend, and says, ”And you best be on your best behavior behave, Georgine. Fleamont Potter is still the cousin of my poor husband, and I will not have you tarnishing his name!”
Georgine purses her lips but acknowledges the request. She obediently sips at her tea, before changing the topic to tantalizing gossip such as who was cheating on who, and who had a new mistress. But the most popular scandal at the moment is that one of the daughters of a pureblood family had run off with a muggle and married him. The sheer scandal and audacity, it was all anyone could talk about!
Though many were laying bets that the girl would return in disgrace to her family as very few pureblood daughters could live with such abrupt change of circ.u.mstances in their daily lives nor much less accustom themselves to living as a muggleborn. Witches like Andromeda Black were far and few in between. And yet the pureblood daughter of one of the greatest families of Britain had managed it. It must have been true love in the end. (And that single grain of paternal care or love of the pureblood parent towards their child is what prevented them from killing their child's spouse. That and it was greatly frowned upon to do so openly in wizarding society rather discretion was key.)