Fancy meeting you here (Logan)

[Bellatrix Black]

It had been quite a day. First she had a terrible fight with Claudia, which left a large gash in her side hat seemed unable to really heal no matter what spell she tried. Then she had to meet with that awful Isabella Rothschild. And all the while Claudia's taunts had swirled around in her head, harassing Bella to the point of exhaustion.

Could Claudia really be right? Was she just a silly little girl with no real standings in the Dark Lord's ranks? Was she simply fooling herself, thinking that the Dark Lord cared for her over the others? Why did He not feel the same as she did about him? The usually overly confident Bellatrix Black was currently nothing more than a confused mess as she wandered around Hogsmeade. She would need a drink.

But she couldn't force herself to go back to the Hog's Head. Claudia's remarks would be too real and hurtful there. She had a better chance of forgetting them somewhere else. And so, she opted for the more popular Three Broomsticks as the placxe to drink her thoughts away.

It wasn't very late when she arrived, only half past seven. There were still plenty of people having dinner and chatting. No one drinking heavily just yet, but that would change once Bellatrix took a seat. There were only a few options available to her, and the one she thought best was a booth across from the bar. She told the barkeep to give her two Green Fairies and then she sunk into the booth's red cushioned seat.

It didn't take very long for both of the drinks to be gone, and she ordered two more. She sat alone for a long while with her thoughts. Then began to cry, dropping her head onto the table. Her next drinks came and she lifted her head long enough to down one. The effects of her third drink only made her cry more.

[Logan VanHelsing]

Logan had decided to wear his good robes before getting out, he was still a little pissed at Bellatrix for ruining his hat. That was the main reason he attacked her, he had to use a drying spell then a repairing spell. He decided to go to the Three Broomsticks hoping to find a willing young lady to take home for the night. Once he entered the pub he noticed families and couples, though he hadn't noticed anyone alone yet. He took a booth in the back after ordering a fire whiskey, that's when he noticed Bellatrix bawling.

[Bellatrix Black]

Bellatrix was too involved in her self pity to notice anyone enter or exit the pub. She barely even lifted her head to drink her fourth Green Fairy of the evening. Her cheeks were tear streaked and pink. Her eyes were a watery shade of brown. She wiped the tears from her right cheek, took a large sip of alcohol, then inhaled deeply and let her head fall back onto the tear soaked table.

It wasn't fair, any of it. All she wanted was for Claudia to be wrong but the more she sat there she knew the woman must be right. Bella was just another follower to the Dark lord, she was nothing special. He didn't need her. He didn't desire her. He probably didn't even want her for more than a pawn. He was sending her to the school to get rid of her. He didn't want her around the Headquarters bothering Him. She should just do herself in and save Him the trouble.

[Logan VanHelsing]

Logan shook his head then stood up with his own drink then walked over to her table. "Aww is the big bad Bella crying like a little baby?" He smirked thinking she looked pathetic.

[Bellatrix Black]

Upon hearing Logan's taunting voice, Bellatrix lifted her head slowly to look at him. Her face was a flustered shade of red, and her cheeks were wet with tears. Her eyes pleaded for comfort, though her brain told her she would find none here. Her bottom lip quivered in the anticipation of another bout of sobbing. The ends of her normally perfectly curled hair were wet, having laid repeatedly in the puddle of tears on the table. And yet her natural beauty, though often disguised behind a vial demeanor, seemed to still be present.

"Why doesn't he love me?" she managed to whisper through the tears. She must have looked so pathetic, so weak. Clearly she was. She was sobbing to Logan Van Helsing. Of all people! The two hated each other. But at the moment her only thoughts were with Lord Voldemort, her master, her love. And knowing she couldn't have him drove her to do uncharacteristic things.

[Logan VanHelsing]

"Who could love you?" Logan asked rolling his eyes.

[Bellatrix Black]

She couldn't contain herself any longer as her head fell back to the table, she began to sob. Logan was an ass. She knew that. But her current emotional state had made her stupid. He could never understand how she felt. He could never know what it felt like, to be rejected by the only person you ever truly felt comfortable near. And what was worse, she had to deal with prats like Logan, and Claudia, who must have known how desperate she was and easily took advantage.

Yes, they took advantage of her. Of Bellatrix Black! Bella's dispair turned into rage. Logan was taking advantage of her lapse in normal thinking and was making fun. Her face, still streaked with tears, was now angry as she lifted her head slowly. "You ignorant bastard! How dare you!" She spit the words at him, her voice full of hate.