OoC: Pfft theory smeory. I am going to assume they're all gathered in Malfoy's Manor or....? *clueless* *hears crickets*
And she was off like a bat out of hell probably antagonizing the little life left in Severus. Taking a step from the shadows Rookwood stood by Bella, trying his best not to clamp a hand over her mouth. Why couldn't Rodolphus keep his wife in check? Lucius managed to do it with his woman.
"Breathe Bella," he instructed out of the corner of his mouth.
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He had really tried not to flinch at the sound of her shrill voice but it was almost impossible and unavoidable. Avery detested being around when Bellatrix was present. Her voice always hid a secretive smile inside it and he constantly wondered what sick plans were going through her once handsome head.
"He must have seeing as your nephew didn't get the job done."
And then there was Narcissa. Avery shivered.
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Speaking of the devil, thought Rookwood as his cold gaze went to rest on Narcissa's pointed chin. Why couldn't Bella be more like her? Cold. Precise. Fake. Instead of being insane, loud and explosive.
Last edited by Ama : 07-26-2007 at 12:54 AM.
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