Author's Notes: Written for Forum Birthday Challenge #12 on xoxLewrahxox's Bellatrix Lestrange forum.
Write a drabble using overly flowery language.
As a young girl, Druella had been the epitome of well-bred flirtation. She was known as something of a coquette, yet clearly would not spread her legs for any man, and she took pride in this reputation.
Her daughters were quite different. Oh, they were known as flirts, true enough, but without the reputations for breeding and chastity that Druella herself had worked so hard to create and maintain, and she scolded her daughters harshly for this.
At her age, the nuances and manifold pains and pressures of youth had long since been forgotten by Druella.