carpe_ominous (carpe_ominous) wrote in unloading_zone, @ 2010-11-22 17:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | bellatrix lestrange, tom riddle |
Who: Bellatrix and Tom Riddle
What: Meeting and Discussing the future
Where: Tom's Bungalow
When: Monday morning (before the swap)
Rating/Status: Low, most likely/In Progress
Bellatrix had just moved back into her bungalow, pleased that the men she had to share with were out when she arrived. The last thing she needed was to receive more threats for what she had done with Helena. She had half a mind to go and find Albus, and opened her journal to see if he had written.
Twenty minutes later, she was leaving her bungalow again, and walking briskly down the street. He was back. She couldn't seem to get rid of the small smile on her face, she hadn't felt this good since telling Sirius that she was the one to kill him. If Tom was from 1945, he was younger than he had been the last time he was there, but she had no doubt that it was him. Bella was pleased that she was the one to tell him everything that happened, and her thoughts of what he would be like distracted her enough that she barely noticed the ugly looks she was receiving as she walked to her Lord's bungalow.
Bella quietly knocked on the door once she arrived, and resisted the urge to check her reflection. She knew she looked perfect, immaculate, even after living in a cave for the better part of a month. She raised her chin, adopting the subservient but still proud look she had perfectly shortly after she was inducted into His service.
When the door opened, she refrained from dropping to her knees as she was used to, and merely bowed her head, still showing the proper respect. "Mr. Riddle. I am Bellatrix Black-Lestrange." Her eyes slowly lifted to look at him, and a small smirk appeared before she bowed her head again, waiting for permission to relax. "It is a pleasure to see you again, Sir."