Grace had sauntered back to her bedroom, her head low and lips zipped. It did not take long for her to get changed; off went her brick red afternoon dress and on went a mousy grey one that she thought would stop her from drawing any unnecessary attention. She modified her hairstyle, too, but really she jus re-braided it into a different style of braid and then wrapped it up into a basic updo on her head.
She was so perfectly ordinary that perhaps Mr. Lestrange would think she was not worth talking to. She even smiled at her reflection as she walked towards her bedroom door.
She reappeared in the dining room minutes later, pausing at the entranceway just long enough to ensure that Mr. Lestrange had not yet arrived before making a beeline for her chair.
She was so perfectly ordinary that perhaps Mr. Lestrange would think she was not worth talking to. She even smiled at her reflection as she walked towards her bedroom door.
She reappeared in the dining room minutes later, pausing at the entranceway just long enough to ensure that Mr. Lestrange had not yet arrived before making a beeline for her chair.
