WHO: Bellatrix Lestrange and Morag MacDougal Malfoy WHAT: Tea, they are so very civilized WHEN: Saturday evening WHERE: New Malfoy Manor, Kent RATING: PG-13, most likely STATUS: Unfinished
With a loud crack that reverberated across the grounds, Bellatrix appeared outside the gates to the Malfoy manor with a swirl of black silk. A small woman clinging to her arm tumbled to the ground and Bellatrix was marching toward the gate before the girl could climb to her feet and trot after. The girl, her hair a whispy blonde with vacant eyes and bowed head, hurried to her mistress's side and pushed open the gates.
Bellatrix strode through the gate without seeming to notice the girl at all. Her long dark hair streamed behind her in a wind that sent her traveling cloak billowing. Up the path, her shoes crunching on the gravel, to the front door. She raised a pale hand and rang the bell. Royalty she may be, one must observe the niceties.