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Power, money, status. All you need.

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*sigh* Spoken like a Malfoy.

Why, thank you.

Wasn't intended as a compliment.

Father always said you were useless.

Ooh, ouch. That hurt.

Oh, wait. No, that was just indigestion.

Please, Draco, you really think recycled insults are going to wound me now? I've heard it all, and I don't care anymore. Besides, I'm managing the only use Lucius ever expected of me rather well, what with two Pureblood babies on the way.

So what's got you reflecting on your raison d'etre, hmm?

None of your business.

How unfortunate that you have babies. Who is the father?

If you think it's unfortunate, why do you care?

I don't. I simply want to know.

Well, if you must . . . Sirius Black.

That's disgusting. But so very... you.

*She sighs* Already heard that one, thanks. Lucius had better delivery on it.

Stop comparing me to my father.

Stop calling my husband disgusting.

I much prefer him dead.

Lucius, or Sirius?

Sirius Black, you airhead. Why would I wish my father dead?

Oh, that was original. *cue eyeroll*

I figured as much, but you never know. There are times when I wish Lucius was dead.

Don't speak of my father like that. He is one of the best man I've ever known. He thought me everything I know.

Obviously.

Don't you dare insult me.

Draco, sweetie, if I were insulting you, you'd know it.

You're a horrible, horrible woman. I am glad you never spent any time with the family.

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