Chapter Twenty – The Earwig and the Accident 25th July 1978
“Severus! I am going to kill you.” Izabella yelled from the kitchen where she was fighting with the dirty plates. “If you leave your plates in the sink one more time, I swear!”
“Oh shut up Iz.”
“I mean it Sev. I've got dirty water all down my new blouse and now-”
Izabella spun on her heel as Severus entered the kitchen and flushed red at the guest that followed him.
“Lucius is here.” Severus announced, a sly smile on his face.
Izabella narrowed her eyes at him then turned to Lucius and smiled.
“I think she's being serious Severus, you'd better get washing.” he teased, winking at Izabella as he leant casually against the door frame. She rolled her eyes, but a grin spread across her face as she threw the cloth at her brother.
“No best friends and honeymoon pictures today then?” Lucius asked, tilting his head to one side. Izabella chuckled.
“Not today. I just need to change, I'll be quick.”
“Take your time, it's fine.” Lucius said with a smile as he sat by Severus at the kitchen table.
Izabella rushed up the stairs, pulling off her ruined blouse and throwing it onto the washing pile in the corner. She tore through her wardrobe, pulling out different items of clothing roughly and holding them up against herself in the mirror.
Eventually she settled on a dark blue skirt which fell to her knees and rested on her waist, and a cream blouse made of a soft, thin material. She ran a hand through her hair, grabbed her bag then made her way down the stairs, stopping when she heard low voices coming from the kitchen, where the door was standing slightly open.
“I'm just not sure Lucius, it all seems a bit extreme.” Severus said. Izabella frowned and crept off the bottom step carefully to avoid the creaking floorboards.
“You must understand Severus, if he asks for something done, he expects it to be done quickly.”
“But this is Rodolphus Lestrange we're talking about, everyone knows he isn't the brightest spark.”
“Well perhaps he should of considered that before he joined up.”
Just then, Izabella tripped, trapping her ankle in the small table which sat in the hallway during her attempt to hear more of the conversation. She crashed to the floor amongst various curses and the bang of her head hitting the wall.
There were scrapes from the kitchen as Lucius and Severus pushed back their chairs and hurried into the hallway. Lucius bent down by her head and leant over Izabella, his expression concerned as his fingertips fluttered over her head gently. Severus just rolled his eyes and sighed.
“You're an idiot.”
“I tripped! It's that stupid table. I told her not to put it there, it's just in the way!” Izabella yelled, sitting up and groaning.
She clutched the back of her head where it had begun to ache and yanked her foot out from the table. Flexing it slightly she found it didn't hurt and attempted to stand before Lucius took hold of her arms to steady her.
“Perhaps you should lie still, you banged your head pretty hard.” he said gently.
“Might have knocked some sense into her.” Severus mumbled.
“Shut it Severus.” she snapped as she stood and smoothed out her clothing. “We going?”
“Are you sure-?”
“We are not cancelling again.” she said firmly. “Tell Mum I'll be home later.” she called to Severus as she left the house and stood on the driveway, her arms folded tightly and her jaw clenched to ease the pain in her head.
Lucius left the house, shutting the door behind him and taking Izabella's arm.
“You okay?”
“I'm fine.” she snapped. Lucius raised his eyebrows causing Izabella to sigh. “Yes, thank you. I'm okay.”
“Excellent.” he smiled, then grasped hold of her hand and disapparated into Diagon Alley.
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