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Where: Zabini estate When: January 25th, 1979 - 9:45 Who: Sirius & @rishafawley
It's been an hour since Sirius arrived at the estate. He hadn’t been approached by many fellow attendees. He hasn’t talked to any acquaintances yet. The time to unveil his face and throw his mask wasn't here yet; but the longing on conversing with a friend burned inside him, so he left his post near the entrance, behind the shadows and started going through the crowd to search for a familiar face. Everyone looked at him confused and intrigued. He had decided to cover all of his body, not a little clue of who might be under the disguise. Maybe the crowds thought that the person was someone important and of a great power that didn’t want to be known.
He was near the bar when he saw the lady in pink. Her mask didn’t cover significantly her face, or maybe it did but Sirius knew her well to immediately recognize her. He smirked behind the mask and started to slowly approach her. He wanted to make himself known in a dramatic way. Maybe intimidating Risha in the process. He was finally in front of her and without useless greetings he announced his presence and identity to her. “Remember when i dared you to dip your paws in my chili?” he paused looking around making sure that no one overheard them. “You never took up the challenge and since i can’t drink, for now, i dare you to drink for two people tonight”
