#ooc: i know that next witch weekly cover is gonna be scathing

[andromedabtonks]

Briefly closing her eyes, Andromeda felt the presence of her older sister before she'd even heard her voice. At mending old wounds, Narcissa was one thing, but Bellatrix was a non-starter. If it would ever heal, Andromeda imagined one of them would have to be on death's doorstep. Even then, she wasn't entirely sure that would do it. "Wand down, Bella," she spoke casually, as if her insides weren't slowly burning up. "I asked her to sit here. Not to worry, she did put up a fight about it." Glancing between the two of them, she clenched her jaw. "If you're going to be angry at anyone, take it out on me, not Cissy."

Despite the simmering tension, she couldn't help the small inkling of nostalgia at seeing the two of them across from her. No one was dead yet during this stand-off, at least. It'd been years since they stood together in the same room speaking to one another. By no means was it under perfect circumstances, but it did offer her an unexpected opportunity. Whilst there was no way Narcissa would be civil to her with Bella present, she could still strum a few heartstrings. As long as her sisters still had them.

"I think it might be about time for that sister reunion you jested about, don't you think?"

@xbellaxlestrangex

Bella was simply passing by the café, heading to Borgin and Burke's to collect an item that had been collected and put aside for her. The letter that arrived by owl tucked in her robes. Hues almost missed them, stopping hastily, glancing inside where she had to blink, not quite sure why Narcissa would be conversing with their traitorous sister, the fury building inside of the brunette.

Without a second thought, calm as a storm, she entered the shop, a sickly sweet smile on her lips. Noticing that the table only held two chairs, she plucked one from the table beside them, placing it between them.

Her attention falls on Narcissa first. "Dear sister, I did not know we were having a sister reunion, my invitation must have been lost by owl." A coldness in her tone, next, glancing over at the sister that decided they meant nothing to them. Cast them aside for some mudblood. "Don't you have some happily ever after to be living with your husband." A beat. "I would hate for us to keep you from him." A warning to tread carefully.

@nrcissasblack