Narcissa starts to get up, winces in pain, and sits back down. "Actually, I think I am just going to take the floo." She leaned back in her chair, scooting her hips towards the edge, and made a bit of a show to massage her thigh as if it were the culprit. It's getting harder to hide the pregnancy. Probably for the best that she be in my class since she'll figure it out. Narcissa thought about how she could add a lightening charm to herself and maybe avoid getting swollen ankles and walking funny.