Who: Bella and Rodolphus. What: He asked to see her. Where: Her apartment building. When: Right after this Rating: TBD. Status: Closed/Incomplete.
Bella stared blankly at her journal for a few moments as a rush of emotions she couldn't name nor did she want name rushed through her. After everything were the Fates, or the Gods, whoever the fuck was in control of all of this really going to make her start all over again? It was cruel after she had finally come to terms with the fact that no one would be as well matched for her as Rodolphus was and that in the end it would be the best for her. Two years and none of it remained any longer. Flipping the book closed she ignored the light as it danced off of her ring. Picking up her coat and wrapped it around her before taking leave of her room. There was still no one about as she made her way through what she assumed was the living room and out into hall, something she was grateful for as she truly did not wish to have a group of strangers see her without the masks and shields she was used to wearing.
Heading down the hall she exited out the front door, pausing as she glanced up at the snow that was still falling. It had been summer where she had come from, and now it was not and nothing was as it should be. Clearing snow off of the steps she shoved her hands in her pockets and took a seat. Idly she wondered if he would look different. Would he be the boy from Hogwarts or would he have grown and resemble the man she had married? Part of hoped he looked like he had in Hogwarts as it would make everything easier to deal with then. Not by much, but some. Sighing she let her gaze focus on the ground and her thoughts drift and hoped he wouldn't take long.