Tamara was furious.
After months of trying to figure out the secrets of the black prophecy orb Malfoy had unceremoniously dropped off with her, she had finally broken and taken it to Borgin and Burkes for an evaluation...
Only to find out it was a bloody toy.
It apparently had gotten stuck on a loop, but was little more than a children's toy, not some ancient dark relic. It was hardly harmless.
She had spent months staying late after finishing her Ministry sanctioned tasks to find out it was a toy.
She had originally had half a mind to simply floo to Malfoy Manor, but had decided she wanted to take out her anger on Malfoy's front door. That was how she had ended up standing on his doorstep, glancing around at the peacocks. They all knew her by now, and didn't pay her any attention, even when she sharply rapped her knuckles against the door.
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