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Post by BELLATRIX LESTRANGE on Nov 17, 2010 14:32:05 GMT -5
The air was thick with smoke that night as the rain pelted down from the heavens, beating the pebbles stones as if it were punishment. Bellatrix wove in-between the alleys of Hogsmeade under the cover of darkness. The night enveloping her like a comforting hug, drew unwanted eyes away. She wore her usual attire, a long black skirt with matching corset; it screamed evil as she strutted down the cobbled street her heeled boots smashing the ground beneath her as she walked. Hugging her cloak close, the hooded servant of the Dark Lord stayed close to the walls, cautiously watching, her heavy-lidded eyes darting around her. Order members were everywhere these days. The whole world was scared. Even the muggle world was aware something terrible was happening. On any normal occasion Bella would jump at the chance for a confrontation with a member of the Order, she had already killed Sirius. The thrill of the kill was too much for Lestrange to ignore, bloodlust fuelled the deranged witch. However tonight she could not be distracted. Borgin and Burkes was where she was headed. It was almost midnight and she had to be there at the vanishing cabinet the minute Draco was at its twin.
The rain continued to beat down across upon her and the street, making it almost impossible to hear if she was being followed. Not only did the rain impair her hearing, but the hood hiding her head was not helping at all. Muttering angrily to herself she thought of the plan. The very thought of the Dark Lord’s plan for Draco made her blood boil. Of course she trusted Lord Voldemort with everything that was worthy in this world. But Draco was a fool, and now Snape was looking out for the child she was indeed sceptical about the mission in hand.
Soon enough she entered Knockturn Alley and led her hood down, no one would dare speak to her here. There would be no trouble. Rumaging through her pocket she pulled out a rusty key. Cold iron, with flakes of rust falling off into her pale hand, as she rubbed it lovingly. The shop keeper had locked up for the night and would not be present for her little test with Draco. As she reached for the door she noticed a piece of parchment embedded between the door and the doorframe. The dove is in the cage on the till, you know where the cabinet is...
Growling under her breath she crumpled the piece of parchment with her bony hand and shoved into her cloak pocket. What a fool leaving such a note lying around. He will pay the next time I set eyes on that old... Bella’s thought were cut off as she heard the sound of footsteps coming towards the shop. Grabbing her wand she shot a curse in the intruders direction, a jet of blue light flew out her wand; hoping to knock him or her to the ground. On her guard she waited for the reaction. She wasn’t all that bothered who it was, it couldn’t be an enemy down here at this time of night. Nothing she couldn’t handle anyway. She just needed to test the cabinet with Draco in the next twenty minutes. “Now come on love, I haven’t got all night, show yourself or you’ll be off to Mungos like the Longbottoms. Chop bloody chop!” She hissed sarcastically, boredom apparent in her tone. Eager to get the job done. [/blockquote][/font][/color]
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Post by DAVID NATHANIEL VAL'LAUREN on Nov 18, 2010 12:34:12 GMT -5
A right turn here, left turn there, more rights, more lefts. Yep David was dead lost. He was in knockturn alley, a dangerous place to begin with annnd he didnt know where he was at all. Looking down he sighed he then turned one last corner and was narrowly missed as he jumped back as ablue light flashed by him. Crap it was a hex to knock him down, someone was after him.
Pulling out his wand while still being scared like a little school girl. He heard the person speak out.
Just by the voice he could tell this person was totally serious about killing him. He walked up to where the light was visible and shined down on him. He then gasped seeing who it was. Ity was the crazy and psycho mistress Bellatrix Lestrange.
David gulped and bowed his head. "Good evening miss Bellatrix. It is good to see your still about and alive." As he spoke he slowly put his wand away showing he was not meaning any harm to her and wished for no fight. Bellatrix would know of him, or well his father and brother more like. His father and her had gone to school together at least.
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Post by BELLATRIX LESTRANGE on Nov 18, 2010 16:42:05 GMT -5
There Bellatrix stood like an ice queen, Cold and still like her heart. The rain continued to pound around her; hitting her jet black hair every now and again, due to the poor shelter the shop was giving her. Her dark brown eyes pierced through the smoky setting, like daggers in an attempt to see the intruder. It was obvious whoever this person was, he or she was not a thread. Sighing she put the hand she held her wand in on her hip, and rested it there for a few moments as she began to grow more impatient.
Slowly the figure stepped forward into the light and gasped at her appearance, her smirk widened and she let out a small cackle. A boy he was, no more than eighteen greeted her with a small bow, obviously scared out of his wits.
"Good evening miss Bellatrix. It is good to see your still about and alive."
The Death Eater cocked her head back and continued to cackle. Suddenly the laughter stopped. Bellatrix Lestrange was known for her sadistic and insane ways, there was indeed no way of telling which mood would be her next. It was always wise to tread carefully, if at all, around the pureblooded witch. Her heavy-lidded eyes narrowed as she scanned the male from head to toe. Sweeping her hair out of her face she stormed towards him and grabbed his face; as if he was a piece of artwork she analysed it closely. “Tell me, why do you look familiar, what is your name?” She demand letting go of the strangely recognisable teen. Glancing at the sky she scowled at the time, before snapping her head back to his direction. “I have things to do. If you do not tell me your name and why I shall not kill you right here and now, I will keep you quite, and crucio it out of you when I’m good and ready!” [/blockquote][/font]
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