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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jul 23, 2007 8:03:28 GMT -5
Bellatrix apparated to just outside the Three Broomsticks and then carried herself upstairs. She barely took any notice of the large group of rowdy wizards who were celebrating something in the pub as she passed through on her way to the stairs in the back. One of the men wolf-whistled at her as she reached the bottom of the stairs. Bella turned on her heel and stared at the culprit, a tiny, very drunk man who was staggering over to her. " 'Allo. What's a pretty 'oung thing like you doin' 'ere?" Bellatrix sneered at him and drew her wand, pointing it straight at the man's nose. He stammered, laughed, and backed away to rejoin his very drunk friends. There was no use in making a bigger scene, the pub was so crowded, so she pocketed her wand and continued on her way to her room.
When she finally reached the landing that led to her room she gave a small smile. Turning the door handle she called inside for Rodolphus, but there was no answer. Of course he was still not here. That was to be expected. Shutting the door, she dropped her hand bag onto the sofa and flung herself onto the bed. Her eyes began to droop immediately. She wondered how long Charles would be with his task for the Dark Lord and wondered if she would be able to stay awake long enough for him to call. But within minutes she was sleeping soundly atop the covers of her bed, one pillow held against her breast in the absence of a male companion for the night.
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Post by Charles Mortensen on Jul 29, 2007 13:29:27 GMT -5
Charles apparated to the Three Broomsticks and headed upstairs toward Bella's room. he was sure she would be furious if she ever found out that he was using her as an alibi, but he didn't intend that she should ever find out. He knocked first, to see if she would answer, then slowly tried the doorknob. The door swung open with a squeak, and he walked in and closed the door behind him. Then he approached the bed and saw that she was sleeping. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Charles slowly ran his hand along the smooth, soft skin of her arm and shoulder.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jul 30, 2007 12:49:24 GMT -5
A shiver ran up her arm as he touched her, waking her. She blinked slowly, her eyes adjusting to the light and the figure sitting on the edge of her bed. She smiled instantly, thinking it was Rodolphus who stroked her arm, but she soon realized it was Charles. Her smile faltered for only a moment. Then, realizing she had been asleep, she quickly sat up and fussed with her hair which was surely a mess. She was not nearly as vain as her sister Narcissa, but she had always desired to look her best. "You're done then?"
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Post by Charles Mortensen on Aug 3, 2007 23:25:50 GMT -5
Charles shook his head. "I'm afraid not, love. I was only temporarily dismissed while he had some discussion with Claudia." he made a face, plainly showing his distaste for the blonde woman. "But I couldn't bear to think of you waiting here alone."
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Aug 3, 2007 23:33:49 GMT -5
Bellatrix made a face to match Charles'. "Ugh. I hate that woman! Honestly, I don't know how she got so loved by him!" She snarled a little as she got herself off of the bed, regathering her composure. "Would you like anything to drink? I think I've got some wine somewhere."
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Post by Charles Mortensen on Aug 3, 2007 23:50:26 GMT -5
Charles shrugged. "She says what he wants to hear, I guess," he said. He waved off the drink. "Normally, I'd say yes, love, but the Dark Lord's already spoken to me tonight about my drinking. I've told him I'm quitting. But I'm sure we can still have a bit of fun..."
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Aug 5, 2007 12:48:44 GMT -5
Bella cackled as she returned to the bed where Charles sat. The idea of Charles being told off by the Dark Lord was somehow funny to her and she did not restrain her laughter for his sake. But when the humor of the situation died away Bellatrix was back on the bed, next to Charles, eyeing him seductively. A soft hand ran up his arm then followed the line of his collar down to the buttons on his shirt. As she worked at his shirt she leaned forward and began kissing and nibbling at his neck. In the back of her head she wondered when she would be doing this with Rodolphus again, but that thought did not show outwardly. If he wasn't around for her now, she had no qualms about playing with Charles in his absence.
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Post by Charles Mortensen on Aug 6, 2007 22:25:31 GMT -5
Charles smiled softly and helped her pull off his shirt. He began to nibble her ear lightly, while his hands travelled over her shoulders and down her back. He knew he was supposed to be doing something else, but at her touch, his mind had gone completely blank. Whatever else he had to do could surely wait....
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Aug 7, 2007 0:10:57 GMT -5
Tossing his shirt aside carelessly, she allowed herself to fall into the sensation created by Charles' lips on her skin. She smiled and fell into his touch, glad he had come to her on his brief break instead of elsewhere. She wouldn't admit it to herself, but she enjoyed his company. A soft moan escaped her lips, enticing him to take her right there before they could be interrupted.
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