Verity was happily working on an intricate embroidery piece when her blood ran cold. Mr. Lestrange was coming to dinner. Mr. Cassius Lestrange, as in the younger brother to Claudius Lestrange, as in the only reasonable remaining in to the Lestrange family. Her hands fell dumbly to her lap as her eyes widened like saucers.
Cassius Lestrange was coming to dinner.
"Are you insane?!" She demanded, carelessly abandoning her embroidery to stand and glower at Ford. "He'll be here in a hour and you're only informing us now?!" Her voice was shrill with the obvious panic coursing through her system. Her best dress wasn't pressed, her few jewelry pieces not perfectly polished. Merlin, her hair was a proper disaster!
"Have you informed Cook?! Does she know how important this dinner is? Really Ford, what were you thinking?!"

set by mj
Cassius Lestrange was coming to dinner.
"Are you insane?!" She demanded, carelessly abandoning her embroidery to stand and glower at Ford. "He'll be here in a hour and you're only informing us now?!" Her voice was shrill with the obvious panic coursing through her system. Her best dress wasn't pressed, her few jewelry pieces not perfectly polished. Merlin, her hair was a proper disaster!
"Have you informed Cook?! Does she know how important this dinner is? Really Ford, what were you thinking?!"

set by mj