Who: Clara Ivanova and Antonin Dolohov When: Saturday, 30 October Where: Ivanova's home Rating: Medium? May get higher Warnings: TBC Summary: Clara is letting Dolohov stay at her home while he recuperates and looks for a new place.
Tray in hand, Clara carefully ascended the stairs. Usually she would not give such attentive service to guests, but the man residing in her best spare bedroom was not just any guest. Antonin Dolohov was not just a former graduate of Drumstrang like herself, but also a mentor and guide. She admired the man's strength of will and abilities in magic, and also in discipline. Although friendship was not a concept Clara fully understood and if it ever came down to her life or that of a 'friend' she would choose her own without hesitation, she considered Dolohov to be her friend in the sense that she enjoyed his company as well as admiring his strength. Just as with Bellatrix. So therefore she actually care to see to his comfort and felt concern for his wellbeing.
On the tray was a bottle of expensive chocolate liqueur and two crystal glasses, as well as some delicately spiced Russian biscuits. She had catered to Dolohov's demands, ensuring his room was kept very warm and comfortable, and that all his food was precisely as he liked it, checking each dish before it was presented to him. Her care was meticulous and that was why she was bringing him a treat while checking on his health.
Reaching the door, she knocked. "Antonin? It is Clara, may I enter?" she asked in Russian.