#muse;liza

[childish-omens]

where: Death Eater headquarters, probably

who: Liza and open

“Cheers,” Liza popped the bottle’s cork, watched as the champagne bubbled up and out of the bottle. Some of it spilled over her hands, leaving them a sticky mess, but she was in such a good mood that she didn’t care. 

“To Calantha,” she raised the champagne in a mock salute before taking a deep swig straight from the bottle. The alcohol went straight to her head, and she let out a snort of a laugh.

“Hope you rot in hell, bitch,” she muttered. 

[childish-omens]

where: the Ministry who: Liza and open!

Liza despised being bothered while at work. 

She needed to be able to focus, which required distractions and interruptions to be kept to a minimum. Her secretary knew this - which was why, when the door to Liza’s office swung open to announce someone’s arrival, she made a mental note to find a new assistant.

“What?” She snapped, glancing up from her paperwork to glare at the arrival. 

[childish-omens]

where: the Burke residence

who: Liza and Hamish ( @hellohamish​ )

She heard the chime of their doorbell resonate throughout their house. Liza was getting ready for a night out, and had just started putting her earrings in when she heard it.

“Can somebody get the door?” Liza called. She lifted her eyebrows expectantly as she waited for a reply; nothing. The doorbell rang again. She rolled her eyes.

“Do I have to do everything in this house?” she complained loudly. When there was still no response to be heard, she heaved a sigh, knowing that she was going to have to greet whoever was at the door herself. 

She was still fidgeting with her earring as she went downstairs. Her heels clacked against the tile and echoed through their large entrance hall.

When she yanked the door open, she was greeted by someone she didn’t recognise. A young man - probably in his twenties. She looked him up and down, clearly unimpressed.

“And who are you supposed to be?”