http://pure-ebony.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pure-ebony.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2006-04-21 07:22 pm

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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.

[identity profile] beauty-marred.livejournal.com 2006-04-21 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Narcissa is calmly sipping a cup of tea when the door opens. Once it does, however, she barely gets the cup back on the saucer without breaking it.

"Bella?"

[identity profile] beauty-marred.livejournal.com 2006-04-21 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Bella, you're here? Are you all right?" She rushes to her sister's side, only to realize something is rather wrong.

"You're... you're so young."

[identity profile] beauty-marred.livejournal.com 2006-04-22 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
Oh yes. Same look in her eyes, same sharp tongue.

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.

[identity profile] beauty-marred.livejournal.com 2006-04-22 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, perhaps I will look into those." Her words are clipped, but she keeps reminding herself that it's just Bella being Bella, and herself, she's probably still a flightly debutante to her sister.

"I take it you're well. When... where have you come in from?"

[identity profile] beauty-marred.livejournal.com 2006-04-22 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Mummy?" Narcissa looks startled and briefly looks past her sister to where the door should be. Her compsure is regained quickly, though.

"It appears so." She agrees quietly. "Draco is seventeen already."
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[personal profile] last_adam 2006-04-22 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
*Adam wasn't out in the bar for long. Just to get some food for dinner, something from the bar as opposed to some scrounged left-overs from god knows where. Maybe sneak out back to London and get some take-away as a surprise for Alanna. So when he passes the woman by the door, maybe it strikes him as a little strange that Tonks would be away and without the baby, but he smiles and greets her anyway.*

Evening, Dora.
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[personal profile] last_adam 2006-04-22 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
What?

*He's a little taken aback, but hell. Not like he's had the most sleep lately.*
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[personal profile] last_adam 2006-04-22 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
None of the above, thanks.

*He narrows his eyes and watches her face. There's something off about this one.*

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[identity profile] sanguimmuno.livejournal.com 2006-04-22 01:42 am (UTC)(link)


Beautiful, young and dark-haired.

Just how Salazar likes them.

Bellatrix is being eyed by that fairly creepy old man a 'striking' 30 year old dark-haired stranger at the bar.

[identity profile] sanguimmuno.livejournal.com 2006-04-22 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
A beautiful woman, smiling at him. And with apparent delight.

Well.

He floats a glass of wine to her, a flirty smile playing on his lips.

[identity profile] sanguimmuno.livejournal.com 2006-04-22 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Well.

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.

[identity profile] sanguimmuno.livejournal.com 2006-04-22 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Black? Oh yes, the boy.

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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