She should absolutely say no. Without hesitation, manners be damned. She cannot afford the loss of social capital that would come with being seen consorting with a blood traitor and her Mudblood child, or even with spending more time in this of all places. If anyone found out... if Lucius found out...
She exhales, looking down at the baby. She hasn't seen Nymphadora so close before, only at a distance. Sleeping, the little girl looks so peaceful, and absolutely precious. Her niece. Blood is blood, even if it's muddied, and family is more important than anything. And, after all, it's only one afternoon, and she isn't expected home for a few hours yet.
"...If you insist." She manages to make it sound like a great imposition. It's a small salve to her pride, being able to pretend she's being forced into it, even if Andromeda was pretty mild. And, really, she is being forced into it, isn't she? It would be so undignified to flee. She's got good manners. She can't be uncultured in front of Muggles. Et cetera, et cetera - the point is, it's not her fault she has to sit back down.
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She exhales, looking down at the baby. She hasn't seen Nymphadora so close before, only at a distance. Sleeping, the little girl looks so peaceful, and absolutely precious. Her niece. Blood is blood, even if it's muddied, and family is more important than anything. And, after all, it's only one afternoon, and she isn't expected home for a few hours yet.
"...If you insist." She manages to make it sound like a great imposition. It's a small salve to her pride, being able to pretend she's being forced into it, even if Andromeda was pretty mild. And, really, she is being forced into it, isn't she? It would be so undignified to flee. She's got good manners. She can't be uncultured in front of Muggles. Et cetera, et cetera - the point is, it's not her fault she has to sit back down.