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*letter sent back*

I'm a bit busy at the moment, Lucius. Is there something you wanted to discuss?

[via another Howler]

Do not give me that attitude! I heard the truth from a Muggle gossip columnist. Do you think I'm stupid and wouldn't figure it out?

*In Re: Howler*

Dearest Lucy,

My hearing is fine, thank you, no need to shout. Figure what out, precisely?

[very very angry scribbling]

A "blonde charmer"? "Doghouse"? A Pureblood who doesn't actually exist? Yes, I checked. Did you really think I wouldn't? I would think it one of those filthy Weasleys, if not for that sly doghouse remark. I've always thought you to be a foolish girl, but to consort with that mangey blood traitor? I know Black is an animagus.

Lucius,

I shouldn't be surprised you managed that kind of a mental leap. You're rather brilliant at ferreting out others' secrets.

What do you want me to say, Lucius? I'm not going to deny it. Why should I?

Centuria

[yay, another Howler]

You have betrayed our family, you conniving little witch! I should find Black and kill him. I know his kind, and I wouldn't be surprised if he's already seduced and defiled you. As for you, I'll decide that when I drag you home. Letting you try your hand at independence was clearly a mistake, one I will rectify immediately.

Lucy,

You'll have to find me to do that.

Does it really matter that much to you? You always told me I was worthless, and now I've found someone who cares about me. And he's a Pureblood. Shouldn't that be enough for you?

I don't suppose the fact that I love him makes a difference to you.

You won't find me at home or the shop. Disown me if you prefer. I'm not your pawn and I refuse to be part of your sick plans.

Your sister,

Teri

Centuria,

I will not address you by that ridiculous name you insist on calling yourself. Your name is Centuria.

What does love have to do with anything? You have a duty to your family to ensure its survival in the best possibly way. Black may be a Pureblood, and a member of one of the oldest Wizarding families, but his actions have made him irrevocably unsuitable.

I will find you, you and Black. You will regret crossing me.

Lucius

[returned unopened via owl]