The Last Peverell

Chapter 65

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Chapter 65

Jasmine had always hated shopping for robes. No matter what life it was, finding new clothing was one of her least favorite activities. Going from store to store and trying on different outfits just seemed so pointless when there was a world to save just outside. But, alas, the Black family Christmas party was quickly approaching and she couldn't show up wearing the same robes as the year prior. Not only would that be lazy, it would just be insulting to her hosts. Jasmine knew that Cassiopeia had no doubt catalogued what everyone had worn the year before and criticized it until the invitations for this year's event were sent. She didn't want to get on that woman's bad side by appearing in the same outfit twice.

So, she called in the help of the Black sisters...well she owled Narcissa for recommendations and Bellatrix decided that all three of them needed to go out and shop together on a Hogsmeade weekend. Which lead to the three of them trying on clothes for an entire afternoon. Well...Narcissa was really dragging both Jasmine and Bellatrix through stores and making them try on different robe combinations to her satisfaction.

Bellatrix and Jasmine rolled their eyes and let her enjoy herself. With the fear of attacks growing more prevalent, Narcissa hadn't been going out nearly as much as she was used to. The woman preferred traveling with a bodyguard of some sort...well Lucius preferred it that way. Bellatrix seemed to do the job well enough when she wasn't working and Jasmine's lack of wardrobe was just an excuse to escape for the day.

While the future Lady Malfoy was trying on a dress robe, or four, Bellatrix struck up a conversation in the stuffy sitting room. The entire place was filled with red plush cushions. Robes were flying in and out of different dressing rooms throughout the area and a seamstress was taking measurements on the other end of the store. Bella was lounging, long legs crossed, drumming her fingers on the stiletto heel of her black dragon hide boot as she waited for her sister to finish.

"Enjoying your sixth-year defense professor? I've heard such interesting things from Sirius...well from Uncle Orion, but you get the point..." She asked with a wry grin on her face and a small wave of her hand. There was no doubt that the entire Black family new about what had happened in the classroom between her and Moody. Sirius wasn't the best at keeping gossip away from his family.

"He hasn't tried to hex me since I asked if he was attempting to challenge me to a duel, if that's what you're referring to."

Her grin spread and she rested her chin on her hands. "Such a fierce warrior. Scaring those big bad Aurors. You should have followed through with that threat, knocked him around a bit. Light wizards like him are what give the rest of them a bad name. Take Amelia Bones, she's a great light witch, but she doesn't cross into this odd territory of wanting to end all kinds of dark magic," she whined as Narcissa stepped out of the dressing room with four different robes in hand.

"Find one?" Jasmine asked, she had her own pick shrunk in her pocket for later and a second one for the guest she was going to be bringing. She just hoped that her friend would say yes, she hadn't gotten a response yet.

Narcissa sighed. "Yes, I think so. I'm going with the deep blue this year. I don't think that I could stand wearing red and it would just be a little bit too on theme for Yule..."

"Is Lucius coming this year? I haven't seen him in quite a while."

Narcissa frowned, her mood suddenly somber. Bella winced, patting her younger sister on the arm. "That would make two of us. His father is keeping him in France and away from the fighting. With the rising Dark Lord attempting to assassinate Lord Malfoy, he is keeping his Heir away from the violence and having him focus on the French branch of their business. Which, means that Lucius tends to be away from me for weeks at a time."