Who: Summer Capper & Bellatrix Lestrange What: Summer is showing her around. Where: Starting at #29 When: Exactly at 10am. Rating: TBD? Status: Incomplete.
Summer had of course heard about Bellatrix Leastrange, the crazy lady who seemed to enjoy murdering people. She'd also heard that Molly Weasley had been the one to kill her. Summer had been knocked out well before any of that had happened though, and it was just just from random stories of people who were still able to fight and actually do something. Still, Summer had a job to do and she wasn't not going to do it just because the first person she had to try this new job out on happened to be someone most of the village would really enjoy having dead rather than wondering around free.
Stopping to grab a coffee, black, and a chamomile tea for herself she carried them both in a little drink carrier along with a couple of croissantes, plain of course. Summer didn't know what she liked and plain seemed like the best option.
She arrived at #29 a lot earlier than 10am, actually just about ten minutes so she walked past it a ways thinking in her mind how she was going to handle all of this. She just really had to home that Mrs. Lestrange wouldn't try and hurt her on the spot. The conversation the night before seemed to be okay, but that didn't mean she wasn't nervous about all of this. In fact she didn't even look like herself, she was still a sheet white. Which wasn't her normal slightly tanned, sun kissed skin color. Great…
At about a minute to 10, Summer walked up tot he front door, she balanced the drinks and food in one hand as she knocked just at ten and took a few steps back to wait.