Who: Blanche Dunstan and Sally Perks Where: Azkaban When: June 22nd, afternoon What: Visiting her favourite puppy Rating: Probably not terribly high? Will let you know. Status: Incomplete
The girl Sally was coming along very well, Blanche thought as she climbed the winding staircase of doom. She still hated that bloody thing in the summer. The air tasted of salt and as much as the wind would seep into her bones in the winter, the humidity clung to her like a cloak and the wind did nothing to ease the impression.
When she approached the bars, Blanche had to squint to see what the girl was doing. She appeared to be adding depth to a tree she'd just drawn on one of the walls of her cell. The girl had a gift for art, by all appearances, as well as at learning her lessons. "Sally." The name was to become enough to have the girl stand at attention, ready for any order. Blanche waited for her to do just that before giving the girl the news.