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The Wizarding World Captain
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 Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 11:49 am
 Funny, the Lestrange heir -- Roddy -- isn't here, just his wife Bellatrix... and a LOT of sex toys.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 6:02 pm
*tentatively approaches the property, feeling beyond nervous . . . though she followed Bianca's directions, Molly didn't really "wear something nice" beyond just putting on a skirt this time around*
*stops for a moment to stare up at the building, briefly considering leaving, but then continues forward, and pauses at the door, hesitating before knocking*
*mutters* I must be bloody insane . . . I should turn around. Oh, bollocks . . .
* . . . knock*
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 6:15 pm
*Lingering in the dining hall, an untouched plate of chicken and assorted vegetables growing cold before her as she sips water from her goblet*
*Tilts head upon hearing the knocking* ...MINXY! Fetch the door!
*A small house elf scrambles towards the front door, nearly toppling over as she slides across the polished floor; wrenches open the door and blinks up at Molly*
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 6:33 pm
*looks down at the house-elf and blinks in surprise for a moment, but then recollects herself* . . . Uhm . . . hello. I'm Molly Weasley . . . I'm looking for Bellatrix Lestrange. Is she here? *peers into the house for a moment*
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 6:46 pm
*Stalks into the entrance hall, her heels clicking loudly against the gleaming floor* Minxy, who is it? I said--
*Pauses upon catching sight of Molly* So my little adventuring Weasley has found me again. *Smirks*
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 6:53 pm
*straightens a bit upon seeing Bellatrix, and smiles sheepishly* . . . Bianca told me where to find you.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 7:01 pm
*Frowns ever so slightly* And she didn't harm you?
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 7:29 pm
*shakes head a bit* No, she just told me where to go, so uhm, here I am. I'm sorry for intruding unannounced . . . *wringing her hands a bit because she's nervous*
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 7:35 pm
I see. *Glances away thoughtfully, looking almost annoyed for a moment before her lips ease into a smile* Well, I've never been one to not take advantage of a situation... come, my dear, come into my dining room.
Minxy, fetch her some wine!
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 8:04 pm
*smiles a bit more easily now* Thank you. *steps through the door, following Bella rather closely* It's, uhm, a nice place you have here, Ms. Lestrange . . .
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 8:07 pm
*Chuckles, her laughter thick and warm like melted chocolate; gestures at the furniture in her dining room -- a long table, a few glass cabinets of antiques and fancy dishes* It's all garbage, really. And please *turns and draws a chair out for Molly* call me Bella. We'll save the formal titles for the bedroom, my sweet.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 11:25 pm
Oh, alright then. Bella. *smiles, then sits down*
*thinking: "For the bedroom?", trying not to let her sudden mix of nervousness and longing show, feeling butterflies in her stomach and a bit of a blush rise to her cheeks, tinging them pink*
*doesn't know what to say, or how to start a conversation with Bella, since she had almost come to idolize her through some means of simple intrigue and time, which made her feel clueless as to what to say to not sound incredibly moronic, and fidgeted with her hands under the table, her eyes on Bellatrix*
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 11:52 pm
*Returns to her own seat beside Molly's, sipping at her water while watching the girl blush* Something on your mind? *Smirks*
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 11:56 pm
*looks up from her hands to look at Bellatrix steadily* O-oh! Uhm, well . . . I was just sort of wondering what compelled me to visit you . . . I mean . . . we've h-hardly talked, but . . . *trails off*
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 12:02 am
Perhaps *glances away as though bored* you came to me because you're a bad little girl and you just want me to draw you over my lap and push my hand between your sweet virgin thighs. *Takes another sip of water, laughing*
[Fact: Bella has no concept of 'bad' porn speak because Bella's voice makes even the silliest of lines sexy.]
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