Aeneas "snogged Atticus" Nott (naught) wrote in blurred_lines, @ 2009-06-05 00:10:00 |
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Aeneas was sick and tired of this.
He expressed this emotion, one which he actually hadn't felt too often since being released from Azkaban, by frowning. He knew the others were much more worried than he was, considering they had wives and daughters and sisters being held hostage while he had simply one cousin, but between this incident and his home being destroyed, Aeneas was, to say the very, very least, not pleased.
They sat in comfortable chairs, as if there would be any other type in Lestrange Manor, and the Nott children were informed that the men were in a very important meeting and their new friend Rodolphus was, under no circumstances, to be disturbed and begged to lift the girls up into the air.
A tense silence filled the room as the box containing the hand sat on a small table beside them. Aeneas spoke first. "Ideas?"