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Post by MollyWobbles on Sept 1, 2010 23:23:08 GMT -5
Lydia found herself in Knockturn Ally. It wasn't her favorite place to be. She heard of it and all the evil things that was connected with it but she needed to grab a few things that she couldn't get at Diagon Ally. Everyone could tell she was out of place. With a cute pink top and white short shirt. She stuck out like a sore thumb. Plus her high heels weren't helping with the noise they were making, "Thumb, Thumb, Thumb!" She wanted to die of embarrassment right then and there but decided against. Besides she was in Diagon Ally before she came here so she couldn't do anything about it. She just shrugged it off and kept on walking.
As she was walking she heard some sneers and jeers but she decided not to do anything about them and just ignored them. As her eyes were looking for the place she found it and her feet stopped. It was Borgin & Burkes. Her eyes kept staring at it as she heard some of the stories in her head about the place. Again it was evil to her and now she was thinking against her thoughts she had early. Her eyes just staring from the place and then into space inside her mind. What should she do?
(Anyone feel free to join! ^_^)
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Post by his.most.loyal on Sept 2, 2010 8:06:05 GMT -5
Bellatrix had been on her way to her nephew's initiation into their noble organization when she passed a little girl who looked all too lost. Certainly not your normal Knockturn Alley fare, that was for sure... excellent. There was a spring in her step as she made her way over to the girl.
"Are you lost?" she hissed gleefully, mad eyes aglow. "Knockturn Alley can be a dangerous place... for a halfblood." The Black family was well-tuned to these sorts of things-- Bellatrix and Narcissa were especially good at spotting inferiors from a mile away. The look on her face clearly said that the warning wasn't for the girl's own good. Bellatrix was toying with her.
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Post by MollyWobbles on Sept 2, 2010 11:53:49 GMT -5
Lydia was knocked out of her trance when she heard a voice. It sent her chills and now she knows why. She saw photos of Bellatrix before so she knew who the woman was standing before her. She looked her over for a second making sure it was her and then she got goosebumps on her arms. Maybe Bellatrix was right. If she was here how many other Deatheaters were here to? However she thought of the time when her friends decided to make a bet on how long they could stand being here. Lydia won because she always found the dark arts fascinating so she just looked through the windows of the shops with her eyes to keep her going. No harm every came to them during their bet but times have changed. She looked up at Bellatrix and replied with a dry voice, "I was just looking for something. Probably not here." and decided to take a step back. As she did her hips hit her wand from inside her skirt waist and she made sure it was easily accessed just incase Bellatrix was going to attack her. If she was going to attack Lydia planned not to die without a fight.
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Post by his.most.loyal on Sept 2, 2010 17:29:18 GMT -5
"Probably not," Bellatrix agreed. The tip of her tongue moistened her thin lips, and her haunted eyes were alive with malice. "But stay a while..." she purred. "We would love to play with you!" This last was swallowed by a nasty cackle as she drew her wand. Her favorite spell was already on her lips, the very thought of the girl's screams more exciting than even the thought of adding Narcissa's son to their noble ranks.
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Post by MollyWobbles on Sept 2, 2010 20:36:49 GMT -5
Lydia nodded in agreement when Bellatrix said probably not. Her skin then got goosebumps when Bellatrix said for her to stay. She could only imagine what Bellatrix had planned for her doom, which everything was terrible. A smirk came on Lydia's lips though and she grabbed her wand from her waste. "Fine let's play. How about chase?" she said sarcastically and then started to run on her heels and made a dash for it. This could be bad since the heels were hard to walk in but if there's some distance between her and Bellatrix maybe she could get away or atleast get help.
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Post by his.most.loyal on Sept 2, 2010 21:20:48 GMT -5
"Crucio!" screeched Bellatrix, hoping to halt the girl in her tracks. No filthy little halfblood stood a chance against her skill. Besides, how far could a girl wearing high heels run?
(ooc: Never mind the fact that the shoes I wear as Bellatrix are two inch heels...)
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Post by MollyWobbles on Sept 2, 2010 21:44:14 GMT -5
As Lydia was running she heard Bellatrix's screech. She knew this wasn't good because she then looked back and saw the red light coming her way. She tried to run faster but with her heels she tripped and then feel to the ground which made the spell miss by an inch. Lydia rolled into her fall because she was in so much pain. She sat down with her legs crossed and quickly examined her ankle which was throbbing in pain. It was strained or broken. She didn't know which one but now she was a sitting a duck because she couldn't get up. It hurt to much to even touch the side let alone try to stand on it. Her eyes kept on staring at her ankle and then at Bellatrix, trying to figure out what to do.
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Post by his.most.loyal on Sept 3, 2010 15:25:57 GMT -5
"Awww, is the itty bitty wittle halfblood hurt?" squealed Bellatrix in her horrible mock-baby voice. She advanced slowly on the girl, like a snake getting ready to strike. "Shame... it's so much more fun when they run!" She didn't care, though-- as long as she got to hear her screams, and watch her sanity slowly melt away, that was good enough for her. "But now you're mine. CRUCIO!"
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Post by MollyWobbles on Sept 3, 2010 17:24:43 GMT -5
Lydia's eyes widen as Bellatrix kept coming closer to her. She rather have Bellatrix do it quickly but she guessed this was the fun part for her. The anticipation was horrible and she couldn't take it anymore but luckily it was coming to an end. Bellatrix casted her spell and her brain felt like it was pounding one hundred times it normally does when she has a headache. Lydia's wand fell out of her hand as she screamed and started to curl up in a ball. It was a murderous scream and she knew basically everyone could hear her. She tried to say the simple, "Stop!" but couldn't even form the words in her voice and on her lips. All she could do was scream. The pain was so terrible between the curse and her ankle she felt like she was about to pass out.
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