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Bellatrix Lestrange (sw_bellatrix) wrote in strugglewithin,

Oh, the ickle baby bureaucrat had already learned to protect her paperwork. How darling. How futile if she was truly here pry information from Edgecombe's little grasp.

Bellatrix rarely curbed her impulses and did see the point of even a token effort right now. She sashayed her way up to the girl's desk and plucked the picture she kept shooting agonized looks at from its place between the ink well and the blotter. "Your husband? Boyfriend?" she asked, running an idle finger down the less than appealing face of the boy mauling the girl's picture self. Pausing, she gave the picture a closer look. "Well, well, Mr. Cadwallader. I didn't know he had such lofty taste in women." She smirked coyly. "He's a useful sort. Very obediant."

She dropped the picture none too gently back into its place. "No. I have no message for Miss Umbridge. I wouldn't want to upset her delicate disposition."