MAROON ✵ regulus black

LXXVIII. The War: The Disappearance Of Lucius Malfoy

June 28, 1979

NARCISSA DRUELLA MALFOY

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She was back in her favorite room of the ministry: court room 10. She had been here quite a few times since Lucius's disappearance.

Everyone in the court looked like they were going to fall asleep and she didn't blame them.

"Do you still stand by your previous statement that you have no clue of the whereabouts of your husband, Lucius Malfoy?" Cornelius Fudge, a younger blonde man, asked her.

"What do you want me to take a loyalty oath? I have no clue where he is," she snapped, tired of being asked the same question.

"Your attitude does not help your case, Mrs. Malfoy."

"Ms. Black," Narcissa corrected, glaring daggers at the man.

"I am supposed to call you by your legal-."

"Do I look like I give a shit?"

"Mrs. Malfoy! Once again-."

James cleared his throat loudly to gain everyone's attention. He looked annoyed at Fudge as well.

Regulus, who was sat beside James per usual, also looked annoyed and was glaring at Fudge. He definitely had mastered that "Black family glare." Narcissa felt proud of her younger cousin.

"Lay off her, Fudge," James instructed.

"Minister Potter- she is insulting me and disrupting the court process," Fudge defended.

"Yeah, because you are talking to her like she is a fucking dog," Regulus snapped back, fearless as always.

A few people let out gasps at Regulus's vulgar language.

Narcissa envied her cousin for how he was always  spoke up when he thought something was wrong. She had always wished she was like that. 

"Mr. Black, respectfully, no one asked for your input last time I-."

"I'm going to take my input and shove it up your-."

Narcissa held in her laugh as James cleared his throat even louder than last time. Her laughter got harder to control as she watched James try to be professional and not start firing insults at Fudge with his boyfriend.

James stood up from his chair and he addressed the whole court room,"As your minister, I would like to put out my suggestion on what I think would work best to resolve this case. How about Narcissa, her cousins, and I come up with a plan amongst ourselves to figure out the whereabouts of Lucius because these court sessions aren't going anywhere because Narcissa clearly knows nothing. All for this plan, raise your hand." Majority of the court raised their hand. "Thank you, court dismissed."

James tiredly hit his gavel on the wooden block in front of him to officially end the court session. 

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July 14, 1979

They decided the best place to meet up and discuss their plan was at Andromeda's house.