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Bellatrix Lestrange ([info]foreverloyal) wrote in [info]anon_rpg,
@ 2012-07-07 09:11:00

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Entry tags:!complete, !thread, c: alice longbottom, c: bellatrix lestrange, p: becky, p: caitlin

Who: Bellatrix and Alice
What: Alice and Bella trying not to curse each other
Where: Diagon Alley
When: Saturday Morning
Status: Complete
Rating: Low


It was rare that Bellatrix did something as mundane as shopping. Unlike other woman or even her sister, spending all day riffling through pretty dresses and complimenting her shopping partner about how fabulous those emerald robes brought out her eyes did not appeal to her. It was actually rather sickening, but there were times when sitting at home and having to put up with her husband and sit around a dull house was worse so here she was.

Wading through the crowds with more shoving than was strictly appropriate and with her head held high, her patience with shopping had expired after only half an hour of walking. However, the shop in front of her had the item she wanted to buy and she was confident she could be quick. Pushing open the door, she ignored the twinkling of the bell or the presence of the plump shop assistance and moved straight to a rack of dark robes on the other side of the shop.



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[info]alvlong
2012-07-20 12:23 pm UTC (link)
Alice sighed. Loudly. Why couldn't she come up with new insults? Belittle her kid or her hair - which Alice would admit to today that she wasn't having the greatest day with. Not throw out an insult that she heard almost every time she went out in the field. Although the 'coward' did rankle her.

Having been trained by Alastor Moody and being married to Frank Longbottom, Alice knew that once she pulled out her wand she had already lost. Plus there were civilians in here and she knew that she wouldn't be proud of herself, if she did drag herself down to Bellatrix's level - to say nothing of the paperwork. Her grip on the bag a little too tight, Alice turned just enough to be facing Bellatrix. "Good day, Mrs. Lestrange." Now if she could just get out of here.

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[info]foreverloyal
2012-07-21 01:09 am UTC (link)
Bellatrix was more than a little disappointed as Longbottom turned and left. She did say anything as she left. She only glared at her departing back until she was out of the shop.

It seemed she was reduced to boredom again. Clicking her tongue lightly, she gazed back at the robes. If only they were more entertaining.

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