Who: Bellatrix Black and Lucius Malfoy When: September 23rd, late morning Where: Great Hall What: Head Boy and Head Girl have a walk Rating: PG
Lucius was quickly learning that maintaining a relationship with all three Black sisters was a near impossibility. His attempts at benevolence towards Andromeda had met with ire, the eldest Black seemed to hold his overtures towards her sister with disdain, and the middle Black... well, he was growing fond of her, but no Black woman had ever been an open book.
He supposed he only had the two to really worry about, though he wondered if the youngest girl had taken words as he meant them, a harsh warning to shock her to her senses. Bellatrix, historically the closer of the two, had become increasingly important with their dark and shared purpose. He only wished that both might be a little more understanding of what was such limited knowledge.
Lucius strode into the Great Hall, espying one of the two girls: the darker. He stepped behind her, a hand resting on her shoulder. He squeezed to announce his presence. "Bellatrix." It was all he could to stifle a yawn