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@scriptorxfabularum​ sent: ❛what do people around here do to have some fun?❜ ~Matilde for Fish from:  🐝  *  ―  𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.  

Fish Lecter looked up, plucking her earphone out of her ear. The true crime podcast she was listening to kept going with no one listening. Tilting her head, she examined the young woman who was talking to her. She was rather pretty in a mischievous kind of way, with her pointy nose and blue eyes. And clearly she was bold, just talking to someone she had never met before. Luckily, Fish was a rather social teenager. 

“In Baltimore?” she said, before nonchalantly taking a sip out of her Starbucks sparkly pink cup (filled to the brim with blood), “well, the aquarium is nice. It’s my favorite thing to do around here.”

She smelled odd. Fish’s sense of smell was a lot sharper now, and there was definitely something wrong with this woman. In fact, she... almost smelled like her. Fish couldn’t help but scrunch up her nose briefly.

“Are you new in town?” she asked, mostly to make conversation. The odor surrounding this strange was puzzling her too much to really focus. 

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@scriptorxfabularum . 𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐈 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑

The scrambling of feet on the cold stones disturbed Lord Voldemort. He looked up, annoyed to find Lucius Malfoy, disheveled and in a hurry, holding a coat that could not possibly be his (unless he had started to wear fur recently). Ah, how the mighty had fallen. Hadn't Lucius been respectable, once upon a time? Now he was nothing but the sad shell of a man. Pathetic.

"What, Lucius?" asked the Dark Lord, irritated. But before Lucius could reply, and tell him that a strange woman wanted to see him, the woman walked into the room herself.

Observing the unwanted visitor, he raised hairless eyebrows. "You are bold, coming here uninvited," he hissed in place of hello, "but boldness is useless to a dead woman. So, speak up, and tell me what is it you want?"

The only reason he had not struck her with an Avada Kedavra spell was that he was somewhat intrigued (as much as his calcified heart could be). How had she broken through the many spells and barriers protecting the Malfoy manor?