Backdated. Hogsmeade- Open to Andromeda and Narcissa
Who: Bellatrix, Narcissa, Andromeda. What: The sisters meet. When: December 15th, Saturday. Where: A small pub in Hogsmeade.
The attack on the ministry had been executed, and currently the Dark Lord required nothing of Bellatrix. So, Bellatrix decided it was time to pay her sisters and betrothed a visit. It was their Hogsmeade weekend, after all.
Clad in a tight fitting, dark cloak, she waited in the snowfall besides a small pub. It was located a little to the side of the main road, but it wasn’t bad enough to send Narcissa into a blood-worthy frenzy or Andromeda into a hygienic craze.
Her hood hid her face, but her sisters would know her when they saw her. She had sent letters to both, giving them the address of where to meet her.
She glanced down at a thin, silver watch. She didn’t want to spend her entire afternoon waiting on her sisters. She did, after all have to meet Rodolphus soon afterwards. Bella simply wanted a quick chat with her younger siblings, ensure their safety, and perhaps gloat a little.
Spotting two figures approaching her from a distance, she crossed her arms. Recognizing them as Meda and Cissy, she said in an annoyed tone “There you are. Finally. What took you two so long?”
"Students," replied Andromeda as she approached her sister. She had taken particular care in her appearance this morning, and was dressed smartly in dark grey robes and a black cloak. "You know how they can be sometimes."
She wanted to comment about the Ministry attack, although the girl refrained from doing as such. Instead, she gave her sister a pleasant smile. "How have you been, Bellatrix?"
Bellatrix turned her attention toward Andromeda, whose excuse Bellatrix deflected with an unseen eye roll. She did not bother removing her hood quite yet, preferring to wait until they entered the pub. Normally, Bellatrix did not value safety as much as she did around her sisters, whose affections she actually held rather low compared to that of Voldemort.
"I don't see how you can stand being a prefect." She said simply, and then, "I've been absolutely wonderful, but I'll tell you more when we're inside."
Holding the door open, she waited a little impatiently for her sisters to enter. "Hurry up, won't you? I have to meet Rodolphus after this."
The pub was definitely clean, at least, though dimly lit. There were dark, private booths on one side of the pub, and a bar on the other. The bar was carved of wood, with oak stools looking as though they grew from the floor itself. Bellatrix gestured toward a far booth, indicating her sisters wait for her there while she purchased drinks.
She returned with two butterbeers and a firewhiskey, the latter for herself of course. "I didn't think you youngsters had acquired a taste for firewhiskey yet, I hope butterbeer will suffice." Her hood was finally down, revealing a pale face that contrasted her dark hair. She took a seat beside Narcissa, across from Andromeda, and took a sip of her drink.