Malfoy Manor number 2

Lucius turned up his nose after taking a bite of toast. "You could say last night was rather, a gathering, Miss Drage. Most have left. Vladmir has taken leave for a few days, and your father," his voice seemed to be hinted with venom, "Has left again. No one knows when he will return. He's what you would call, ah, how do I say it, a free spirit?" His eyes were filled with a gloating contempt.
 
I know exactly what he's talking about, Estrella thought with a shudder of anger. That same free spirit couldn't be tied down to take care of his family, either. Furiously she shoved a forkful of scrambled eggs in her mouth, not saying a word.
 
Liz tried her best to smile politely. "I hope Vladmir has a relaxing vacation." she wanted to add something about a spa treatment, but left it out. "Quite... sunny outside, isn't it?" she asked. Maybe they could be allowed quidditch practice....
 
Wondering if they should ask right now or wait until later, Estrella kept quiet, looking at Liz for support. She really wanted to get outside, but it was kind of a stretch. Of course, if they started asking for bigger things first, littler things might be granted.
 
"What are you getting at, Elizabeth?" Lucius inquired coldly, "You've never taken an interest in the weather before. You might as well spit it out right now." His gaze was mocking and icy.
 
Liz grinned. "Nothing, just thinking about what a nice day it would be for some quidditch practice if I were back at Hogwarts." she yawned. "Then again, I bet quidditch could even be fun in this situation. With some escorts, of course." she took a bite of toast. After she finished chewing, she looked up at Lucius. "Say, you like flying, right?"
 
"I'm sure it would be fun, but forget about it, Elizabeth," Lucius said quickly and to the point, "Although I know that you are a captain and need to practice, you aren't going to slip that one past me. I'm not going to be fooled; I already know you two to be exceptional flyers." He took another bite of toast, the butter over the surface stretched thin. "I can't deny you exercise, though. I would let you walk around the house with escorts, but that's about it."
 
Estrella had to surpress a smile behind her toast; she had known that the idea of playing Quidditch wouldn't work, but the fundamentals for a plan had already been handed to them on a silver platter, without any passing word.
 
Liz pouted. "Can we fly around the library then? I mean, you wouldn't want us to lose our skills, right? Estrella's an amazing keeper, and I'm going for professional as a beater."
 
Lucius winced. "As long as valuables are taken out of there in due time, it shouldn't be a problem," he muttered, giving in. As infuriated he was that his granddaughter was a Gryffindor, he did love Quidditch, and took pride in the fact that she, like Draco, had made as a player on her team, becoming captain.
 
Liz beamed. "I'd even consider hugging you if I wasn't worried you'd push me off a cliff."

She grinned at Estrella. "We can use the lampshades as quaffles and bludgers!"
 
Lucius' expression darkened. "As much as I know that you love to destroy my home and it's furnishings, I'm going to have to say no. We're purebloods here; we have Quidditch supplies. You should know that, Elizabeth. With a line of family as pure as yours-" He smirked, remembering mockingly that Tristan's daughter was half muggle.
 
Liz laughed, a bit worried. "Lighten up, it was just a joke. Honestly, I'm even being friendly now. You should know joking around is in my nature. I suppose you recall the time when I was younger and stole your wand? And replaced it with a chain of pacifiers?"
 
Estrella kept silent as the comment was made, instead chewing the rest of her food. She felt out of place at the moment, as she was sure that she was the only non-pureblood there. She didn't care about the family ancestry of anyone one bit, but it was still an awkward place in time.
 
"Yes, I do. Your antics were quite humorous then. But you're not a toddler anymore. Everyone has to grow up," Lucius said stiffly, turning up his nose. He had never been one for jokes, always being cold and serious, even in his own childhood.
 
Liz sighed. "Alright. Grown up like you, I can do that." Liz examined Lucius's facial expression and posture for a moment.

She morphed her face into a cold look to match his own, held herself high in her chair, and lifted her nose. As a finishing touch, she added the trademark Malfoy sneer.

"Am I grown up yet? Because I find it harder than ever not to laugh." she said, trying to keep her voice cold and detached, just like Lucius's.

Liz almost looked colder than Lucius
 
Estrella couldn't stifle a snort of laughter behind her hand, which caused her to receive many cold stares. Laughing silently to herself, she listened to the rest of the conversation.
 
Lucius chose to ignore Estrella's laughter, although he found it to be quite irritating. "Very charming, Elizabeth. Crucio a few of your housemates and I'll accept you fully into my family," he replied sarcastically.
 
Estrella laughed even louder this time; she was glad that everyone was finished with their breakfasts, and she had a lot of pent up energy that needed to be spent. She invisioned Liz after sucking on a lemon, and tears poured out of her eyes, rocking back the chair and knocking it over in her laughter. She rolled on the ground, and knife sharp glares were shot at her.
 
Liz considered sneering at Estrella, and telling her to respect all purebloods, but she didn't think Estrella could handle that without laughing so much that she popped.
 
With a cold expression Lucius sighed poisonously, "Please take care not to implode the rest of my dining room fineries, Miss Drage. You destroyed the glass on the chandelier last night along with all the dessert bowls; isn't that enough?"

Turning back to his granddaughter, he continued, "I suppose that you can practice flying after Felox has removed all of the valuables, and charms have been put in place to protect the books, of course. I suppose that an hour and a half will suffice for practicing; I will have someone bring your brooms and Quidditch supplies."
 
Liz dropped the sneer, and grinned. "Sorry, my face was starting to hurt. Thank you, although I assure you, we're much better fliers than you seem to think." she laughed. "If I fly upside down, can I get out of crucio-ing my house mates? I actually like them all quite a bit. Then again, most of my friends are coming out of Ravenclaw and Slytherin."
 
Estrella laughed even harder, this time she stopped herself, however, as she was told to be quiet. Awkwardly, she pulled herself back into her chair, the tears of laughter drying on her face.
 
"Miss Drage," Lucius snapped, "I'm going to formally have to tell you to shut up! Retain some honor for yourself!" He turned to Liz with a sneer. "It's good that you have many friends. I've found the only good friends to be those from my own house." He paused for a minute, and then added, "Of course, Miss Drage, your father was a Ravenclaw, so he is an exception. Maybe there is hope for you and you'll take after him."
 
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