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Eating
Dec 13, 2006 2:32:17 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Lestrange on Dec 13, 2006 2:32:17 GMT -5
Bella dragged her frail body into the mess hall for lunch...or was this dinner? It was hard to keep track of time here. If the Dementors didn't kill you, the monotony would. She sat at the end of one of the tattered, wooden tables and piled the unappatizing food onto her plate. Shivers ran down her spine as a Dementor floated by. She tried to shake of the feeling it left her with, but it was harder with every day.
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Eating
Jan 26, 2007 9:11:15 GMT -5
Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Jan 26, 2007 9:11:15 GMT -5
Nymphadora have been bored lately so she visited her greataunt to attempt to get her to their side of the battle even though she knew perfectly well that it is humanly impossible to do. In other words, She's doing it for the sake of trying.
What to tell her? What do I tell her? Is she even here... well the guards says she here so she have to be here...Nymphadora thought as she walkied in.
There she saw a thin woman eating with her face almost in the plate.
Is that aunt Bella? She asked herself first before finally asking the woman who is even busier than a bee, eating.
"Aunt Bella?" She asked, her voice unsure.
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