Chapter 508 - Dinner at 12 Grimmauld Place Ⅱ (1/2)
The rest of the day swiftly passed by until it came time for the Fawley family to depart for 12 Grimmauld Place. In an unusual gesture, the Fawley couple permitted that Bethanie floo first, and then by her brothers, who were only then followed by their parents.
Emerging from the floo hearth, Bethanie let out a surprised gasp as she stepped onto an antique Persian carpet. The Black Family's home decor is rather gothic styled, but the manor itself does possess many rare and ancient antiques. And that was a fine pureblood home proving their wealth and proud lineage.
Glancing around, Bethanie nodded her head in approval at not seeing a single trace of dust. Every single piece of furniture and décor shone with gloss and polish. There is an almost citrus-like scent in the air, but it was rather refreshing after traveling via floo.
Hearing the roar of green flames behind her, Bethanie hurriedly moves out of the way as her younger brother, Esmond emerged first from the floo hearth followed by Spurgeon. The three children quickly gathered to the side of the hearth waiting for their parents to emerge. Their mother emerges first and is followed by their father.
Lysithea purses her lips in a frown at noticing the lack of hosts, while Bogdan furrows his brows before saying, ”Not to worry, my love, the Black family is notorious for making a grand entrance. They are almost as bad as the Malfoy's.”
Lysithea somewhat mollified by her husband's words ceases to pout, while Bogdan sticks out his arm for his wife to take. Lysithea rather demurely accepts his hand, which was rather unusual for her. Why even her rather modest wardrobe was completely out of character for her that even her children found it strange and frankly unnerving.
Ignoring the stares of her children, Lysithea controls her expression. She had not wished to dress so simply, but she understood the vital importance of this evening's event. At least for this evening, she would appear to be a demure wife. As such, she wore a rather modest, but elegant gown and had her hair up in a simple coil accompanied by a delicate pearl ensemble of jewelry.
Before any of the Fawley members can speak, the sound of footsteps can be heard. Lysithea flashes her three children a stern look as the boys stand straight up, and Bethanie remains as lovely as ever. Satisfied by her children's appearance, she casts a glance at her husband, who is standing firmly with his shoulders thrown back. He looked quite handsome this evening.
Casting a l.u.s.tful glance at her husband, Lysithea leans over to coquettishly whisper into his ear, ”If all goes well this evening, darling, I shall more than amply reward you in my chambers.”
Bogdan suppresses a l.u.s.tful m.o.a.n, and merely takes his wife's silky soft hand and presses a kiss to it. His lips linger against the flesh for a moment before his eyes darken with the promise that he would fulfill her request. Satisfied by her husband's devotion, Lysithea leans against her husband as they wait for the Black family to emerge from the corridor.
Seconds later, the Black couple emerges first, Orion and Walburga Black. The stern dark-haired witch with sharp features and gray eyes is dressed in a luxurious high-necked gown, Walburga's gray eyes flash with a trace of dislike, before coming to rest upon the Fawley girl. She was a peerless beauty, and her youngest could not have possibly done better for himself. Unfortunately, even the best of matches had unsavory relatives to deal with.
Glancing up at her husband, Walburga nods at him to begin. Coming to a halt before the Fawley family, the handsome dark-haired wizard with elegant features and cold gray eyes tilts his head in a formal bow at the Fawley family. ”Welcome Fawley's to our humble home,” Orion coolly said.
”It is an honor to be here,” Bogdan smoothly returned the polite pleasantry.
Orion glances at his wife, Walburga, who turns her head to the side to see her two sons. Gesturing for them to come forward, Walburga turns back to face their guests and says, ”These are my two sons, my eldest, Sirius Black, and my youngest, Regulus Black.”