Who: Bella and Rodolphus. What: General talking. Where: Lestrange Manor in England. When: Later Afternoon November 22, 1988 Rating: TBD! Status: Closed/Incomplete.
Bella just rolled her eyes at Nymphadora's last entry before shutting her journal and setting it aside. It was fun at first, winding them all up, seeing how far they would take things but after a while it just got old, repetitive and boring. And she had passed all three of those stages long ago. Pocketing her wand out of habit she left her study and made her way slowly through the halls and down to the main level of the house. She'd been dead serious when she had told her darling former cousin that Nymphadora's days were numbered. She had every intention of seeing the girl bloody and broken before her if it was the last thing she did. The girl irritated her and it would piss a good many people off. Maybe then things wouldn't be so dull.
Then again things hadn't been dull in a while, just stuck in a rut. She paused in the doorway to the kitchen just watching him for a few moments. It was a habit of hers. Watching Rodolphus. It proved to be rather amusing at times especially when he was worked up but it was also rather calming for her as well. Stepping into the kitchen she made her way over to him, taking the seat right next to him.