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Bellatrix is smiling when she walks in.
And she doesn't stop smiling for a moment when she sees where she is, not even a flicker.
And she doesn't stop smiling for a moment when she sees where she is, not even a flicker.
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"Bella?"
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"--Cissy?"
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"You're... you're so young."
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"Well, you haven't aged well, have you, dear?"
Oh yes.
It's Bellatrix. Same (not totally there) look in her eyes there always was.
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But not the Bella who escaped Azkaban.
"I have been under some stress lately." Narcissa lifts her chin with practiced grace, a reaction of habit to criticism.
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"I take it you're well. When... where have you come in from?"
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"Visiting Mummy dearest. We had some details to talk about," waving a hand idly. "And you must be from far ahead of me in time, seeing how this place works."
She's eyed.
"Rather far indeed."
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"It appears so." She agrees quietly. "Draco is seventeen already."
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Evening, Dora.
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She practices this art now.
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*He's a little taken aback, but hell. Not like he's had the most sleep lately.*
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OH.*
Oh?
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*He narrows his eyes and watches her face. There's something off about this one.*
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How odd.
"I'm failing to think of a third option, really, but I'm sure you'd know yourself best."
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Beautiful, young and dark-haired.
Just how Salazar likes them.
Bellatrix is being eyed by
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Oh, but he's not all that strange.
Not when you've grown up a Black. His portrait was present in enough rooms.
Bellatrix stares with something like delight.
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Well.
He floats a glass of wine to her, a flirty smile playing on his lips.
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Entirely complete, and she's still staring as she takes the glass.
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Salazar conjures some paper and a quill and scribbles a note.
It wouldn't do, proper, to just invite one's self to sit with a lady.
He floats the note over to her.
My lady,
My name is Salazar Slytherin, and I would love to make the pleasure of your acquaintance. If you would bother me to sit with you, I would be eternally in debt to you.
The Lord Master Salazar Slytherin.
Embellishment Imschmellishment.
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My Lord Slytherin,
I would be honoured to share a table with you.
Bellatrix Black Lestrange
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Salazar rises from his table and joins Bellatrix at hers.
"Good Even Lady Bellatrix, how fare thee this even?" Same flirty smile.
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