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bella-le-strange‌:

“Well, muggles have to make themselves comfortable without magic in some ways I suppose, so it wasn’t the end of the world. The Welsh countryside isn’t the worst sight either,” Bellatrix remarked, uncharacteristically positive, “But yes it was dreadful being among their bustling masses, though I’m afraid more of that is in store for us.” 

She accepted her coffee from the bartender and shot the timid girl a look that made her turn away immediately. “It did give me the opportunity to acquire the last ingredients for my rather well thought-out plan, yes.” She eyed him up and down for a second and concluded that yes, she had picked a quite similar looking boy to steal some hair from for the potions. Similar slender build, but blonde and- well, more Welsh looking. 

“When you’ve finished your drink please take one of the dark green potions and make use of the facilities. Then, we’ll head for a more familiar district and start looking.” 

“Yes the amount of sheep makes it quite a unique sight,” he mused with a smirk. He noticed the positive in her and put it down to the fact she was out in fresh air, enjoying the prospect of impressing everyone that ever doubted her. Not that many people doubted her. “Its like being surrounded by brainless chimps that have no clue how to speak without spitting,” he remarked, taking a sip of his freshly filled whiskey. 

He nodded with a sly look towards the timid bartender who had scurried away to the other side of the bar. “I knew you would devise the best plan possible.” He enjoyed her cunning nature, it kept everyone of their toes- even him. Downing his whiskey, he hid the vile up his sleeve once Bella had passed it discretely. 

He never enjoyed the taste nor the effects as the potion took a hold of him. It was an unpleasant experience but he knew the risk of being spotted as himself was too high. 

Wales || Barty & Bella

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bella-le-strange‌:

Bellatrix, in order to hide her destination from anyone sticking their nose where it didn’t belong, had apparated to a town near the sea she’d visited before. Once there she’d taken an early train towards Cardiff. It was annoying to travel with muggle vehicles, but as far as they went, trains weren’t bad. She entered the Muggle inn they’d agreed to meet in a little after ten and she looked around for Barty, as she took off her traveling gloves. She spotted him quickly, seated at the bar, and headed over. “Good morning, drinking already? Or drinking still?” she asked, a little too close to his ear.

She sat down on the stool next to Barty and raised her hand to the young woman polishing glasses behind it. “I’ll have the strongest cup of coffee you can make, there’s a dear.” She smiled unpleasantly at the girl, who quickly busied herself with her request. Bella then placed her rather large purse on her lap and opened it slightly, enough to give Barty a glimpse of the several vials of polyjuice potions. “I’ll need some strong coffee to wash this down,” she commented under her breath. 

Goosebumps formed on the back of his neck as Bella breathed down his neck. Something about her always made him feel frustrated and tense, she was able to seductively scare the shit out of him. “Still drinking,” he reamrked with a smirk. “You seem rather chipper for someone that has traveled a long distance in the most unpleasant way possible.” He gestured to the girl who was busily making a cup of tea for a refill of his glass at the same time, if he was going to survive being surrounded by Muggles he needed to be slightly more intoxicated.

“Certainly will,” he mused, watching the muggle bar maid prepare the coffee for Bella. The tone of the bar had changed ever so slightly with Bella’s arrival. People were twitching and taking glances at her, it was like they had never seen a sophisticated, witch in their lives and her mere presence was causing fascination and jealously  “I take it you have a detailed plan and that will ensure success.”

Wales || Barty & Bella

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emma-t-vanity‌:

Emma bit her lip and nodded.  She didn’t want to change, but she needed to be presentable at least, right?  “Right…” she replied slowly as she watched him make himself at home.  At least he was comfortable, right?

“A lady never spills her secrets.”  There were some things she did want to forget, but drinking sometimes made them worse.

“You’re the one who said he wanted to get shitfaced, I was simply stating how to get there faster,” she teased.  “Now excuse me.”  With that, she went to her bedroom to change into something a little more presentable.

Her flat was small, but homey in a way.  She had fresh flowers on the coffee table and a record player in the corner.  There was a small shelf of books and family photos off to the side.  

It took her a bit to return, but she was back in normal day clothes and she put on a bit of eye makeup and some lipstick.  Why did she want to impress him so much?  Why did it matter?  He was just Barty.  “You look… comfy.”  She meandered into the kitchen and grabbed her vodka and sat down across from him on the couch.

Raising the bottle she toasted.  “To getting shitfaced and forgetting how much everything sucks for a few hours.”  With that, she took a long swig.

Barty nodded, “Lady never does tell, however I guess you can drink your secrets away!” He took a long sip from the bottle as he waited for her to return. There wasn’t much for him to look at while he waited as it was a small and feminine flat that wasn’t to his liking. 

He studied the photo’s wandering who everyone was. He presumed it was her family although he had never met them or heard about them; but he guessed that she wasn’t ashamed of them, something uncommon among death eaters. He knew when he eventually moved out he wouldn’t have a photo of his Dad hanging up, having that judgmental stare reminding him how much his Dad didn’t approve of his choices.

“To getting shit faced,” he clinked his bottle against hers before taking another mouthful.

“Who are those people in your photo’s?” he mused.

Are we friends? || Barty & Emma

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Wales || Barty & Bella

Barty had arrived at the Inn early wanting to get an idea on what the place was like and whether it contained any eavesdroppers. He had settled down at the bar with a glass of whiskey and a book, listening to the conversations of the witches and wizards around him. Most of it was idle chit chat but some conversations were interesting. He looked at his watch and knew it wouldn’t be long til Bella arrived and they could start making their plan. 

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emma-t-vanity‌:

Emma watched him carefully before he spoke.  Her eyes went a bit wide.  “Shit, I… I’ll go change…”  It wasn’t so much as she felt uncomfortable as much as she always felt as though she needed to look perfect and presentable, especially in front of those of higher blood status than her.

Frowning,she led him over to the couch.  “Sit.  I’ll go get my vodka.  We will contemplate all the problems in the world while getting shitfaced.”

She offered him a small smile.  “I have.  There are some leftovers if you’d like, but that would slow down the process of getting drunk.”

Barty nodded and pressed his lips together in a hard line. “Maybe you should change as you look a bit too cutesy and it doesn’t suit you.” He takes another large gulp of his whiskey before throwing his robe over the back of the couch. Her apartment felt like home and he wasn’t afraid to be himself around her. 

“All the problems of the world,” he laughs looking at his bottle. “I think I’ll need a lot more for that.” He pauses, sitting on the couch and studying her for a few moments. “Is there anything you wanna drink to forget, Vanity?”

He scoffs in agreement. “I didn’t realise I had come to home of a true born shitfacer. No food it is then.”

Are we friends? || Barty & Emma

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emma-t-vanity‌:

Emma wasn’t expecting company.  It was rather late and she was already ready for bed.  In fact, since she hadn’t worked, she spent most of the day in pajamas, experimenting in her small kitchen.  The knock at the door was a bit alarming as she slowly went to look and see who it was.

A smile spread across her face when she noticed who it was.  The young woman shook her head and composed herself as she opened the door and ushered him in. “Hello to you too, Barty,” she teased.  It didn’t occur to her that she wasn’t wearing makeup.  While she didn’t wear much on a daily basis, it was still different.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of becoming, how do you put it, shitfaced, with you?”

Barty studied her for a second but didn’t think much of seeing her in PJ’s everyone has a lazy day. “You look comfy,” he remarked as he stepped inside her apartment. He had felt so frustrated yet it was fading in her presence, something about her calmed him and made him less angry and annoyed. 

“Well, dear Emma it starts with drinking a whole bottle of scotch while we contemplate whether or not the world will end because I’m unemployed and a waste on the family funds,” he grabs a bottle from his robe pocket and takes a swig. 

“Have you been cooking again as it smells delicious in here?”

Are we friends? || Barty & Emma

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Are we friends? || Barty & Emma

He didn’t know why he was apparating to her house, but it felt like the best place to be. He had had enough of his Dad moaning about when he will get a proper job and despite his Mum’s best efforts it had cause a catastrophic argument that resulted in several broken windows at the Crouch manor. He couldn’t help but feel pressed to follow his Dad’s footsteps in politics. He rasped on her door several times and waited. 

“Wanna get shitfaced?”

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bella-le-strange‌:

“Good,” Bellatrix replied, pleased, “He should be afraid.” She smiles sweetly at the thought of bringing the elder Crouch to his knees. Too risky, now, but they would. One day. “Fear is a weakness - one we can use.”

“Speaking of politics - what did you tell him regarding our assignment?” she asked quietly. “I should get my story straight, should I be asked.” They were due to leave early the next day. Bella could feel it buzzing under her skin - a new chance to prove to the Dark Lord she was his best and fiercest follower. 

Barty signaled her to move away from some gossiping witches that had tried to eavesdrop on their conversation. “I’m telling father that I’m going to inquire about job prospects in the docks as they are advertising positions and he keeps pestering me to get a job.” 

“I’m sure whatever arrangement you find will be agreeable,” he spoke with  a hush tone. “Can’t imagine a lot is happening in Cardiff at the moment, seems like an dismally boring place.” The idea of the mission excited Barty as finally he had a chance to prove himself the most loyal follower.

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★ for Bellatrix

I like you // I love you // I’m indifferent toward you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’m jealous of you // I’m scared of you // I would want to adopt me you // I’m attracted to you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I respect you // I want your respect // I feel protective of you // I’d like to cut loose with you // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I want an apology from you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

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★ for Cissa

I like you // I love you // I’m indifferent toward you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’m jealous of you // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’m attracted to you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I respect you // I want your respect // I feel protective of you // I’d like to cut loose with you // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I want an apology from you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

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★ - From Emma

I like you // I love you // I’m indifferent toward you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’m jealous of you // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’m attracted to you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I respect you // I want your respect // I feel protective of you // I’d like to cut loose with you // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I want an apology from you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

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★ for Maya

I like you // I love you // I’m indifferent toward you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’m jealous of you // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’m attracted to you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I respect you // I want your respect // I feel protective of you // I’d like to cut loose with you // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I want an apology from you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

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SEND MY CHARACTER A ★ AND I’LL BOLD EVERYTHING THEY FEEL TOWARD YOUR CHARACTER.

I like you // I love you // I’m indifferent toward you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’m jealous of you // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’m attracted to you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I respect you // I want your respect // I feel protective of you // I’d like to cut loose with you // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // You’re nice // You’re mean // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I want an apology from you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

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emma-t-vanity‌:

Emma tried to smile a bit, pushing the thoughts of her angry grandfather and her squib brother out of her mind.  Not many people even knew that he existed, so why should she?  “You’re just saying that.”

“Okay, I guess,” she replied with a small shrug.  “Keeping as busy as I can.  Makes the weeks go fast.”  She wasn’t lying either.  Yes, she had a few evenings to herself, but other than that, she was writing, she was investigating, she was learning how to become a better cook.  “And you?  Keeping busy?”

“It is true,” he spoke with a laugh, “I actually enjoy your food rather than eat it as quickly as I can hoping I can’t taste it!” 

Barty nodded as he took another mouthful of Mac & Cheese. “I’ve been busy but not with work like you, still impressed at how well you are doing with all that,” he remarked with a smile. It was rare for him to feel relaxed and to have a normal conversation about things. “What is it like working at the prophet? I bet you are the rising superstar that everyone adores.” 

Home Cooked Meal

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mccnydvst‌:

“Thank you?”

“You know who I am, Crouch. Good, not sure why I was invited to begin with.”

“Oh, are you Greg?” 

“Well Elves can’t get everything right, and sometimes an invite reaches the wrong person, but chin up Greg.”

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regulus-thelastheir-black‌:

“I would think so. The crowd isn’t that large to begin with.” He turned to look at him. “Think of it this way: either we suffer here, or we take the chance and leave now.”

“I like your thinking,” Barty stated, gesturing him towards the exit and making sure he swiped a bottle of firewhiskey from the bar. 

“So, have you been up to anything exciting recently?” he asked, as they reached the outside of the building. 

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Stuffy robes || Barty & Open

“What is the point of these things?” he mused, “other than showing how much money you have and how many elves you can cram into one kitchen.”