(Bella)
Bellatrix did not wonder for long why the Dark Lord had so much muggle money, for soon they were out in the snow. Bella zipped her jacket in the front, but did not bother putting up her hood. Bright snow began to collect in the tendrils of her dark hair, and sparkled as she turned to Voldemort.
She heard his request, and had barely enough to time to nod when he had apparated.
A little surprised, she closed her eyes and concentrated on "Piano bar. London." She turned swiftly on the spot, disappearing as well.
Opening her eyes, she found that she had made it to the correct destination. In front of her was a small little bar, piano music drifting serenely out from the slightly open door. When she couldn't spot Voldemort outside, she approached the door and opened it widely, peering in. A gust of wintry air wafted in with Bella as she entered the bar.