Re: Slytherin Table [FREE ROLE PLAY AREA]

[Bellatrix Black]

Bella regarded her with a heavy-lidded glance. Scabbier sounded familiar, but she couldn't be sure if it was a good pureblood name or not. "Bellatrix. Eldest sister of the noblest pureblood family of Black." She lifted her chin in pride. "You transfer here or something?"

[Guest]

"I was.... er......kinda....er....Home Schooled," Salacia replied. sHE remembered her dad had told her everything abt the black family

[Bellatrix Black]

Bellatrix narrowed her eyes slightly. "Homeschooled?" She pondered a moment. Usually only the poor families homeschooled their children. Or the families with something to hide or be ashamed of. "And why is that?" It didn't occur to Bellatrix that she might be prying. She always asked whatever questions she wanted to ask, and she essentially always got an answer.

[Guest]

"My father tourchered and murdered muggle women, so......... that's the reason i ws being home schooled for sometime" Salacia replied. Salacia was a bit embarrased of her dad for that.

[Bellatrix Black]

Bellatrix lifted an eyebrow in interest, as that had not been what she was expecting. She figured they were poor like the Weasleys or ashamed of a Squib like the Dumbledores or were simple muggleborns or halfbloods. "Hm. He a Death Eater?"

[Guest]

Salacia said,"Yhea he's a D.E as I call them"

[Bellatrix Black]

"Ahh." Bellatrix nodded slightly. "That explains it then." If her father was a Death Eater, she couldn't be that bad, could she? After all, Bellatrix was well on her way to being a great and powerful Death Eater herself. He extended her hand to the new girl. "Well, welcome to Slytherin."

[Guest]

"thanx" salacia said.

[Bellatrix Black]

Bellatrix picked up an apple and stood up from the table. "Pleasure meeting you, but I've got a couple of friends to find now. Sure I'll see you around." She waved goodbye and left the great hall, taking a bite of her apple as she headed down to the dungeons.

[Lord Voldemort]

Voldemort struts over to the table to sit down and look for a jar of Nutella, like it's nobody's business

[Autumn Proctor]

Autumn stumbled over to the table and sat herself down beside Voldemort.

Mostly because she was quite groggy, having fallen asleep on the ground outside the lake last night.

She grabbed a nearby jar of Nutella and some toast, spreading the last of the sweet mix on her bread. She placed the empty jar back on the table, eyes barely open, and chomped into her breakfast.

Autumn soon began to drift back into sleep at the table.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco walked in and sat down at the table, starting to fill his plate with waffles and delicousness as he waited for Pansy.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy walked in and sat beside him, opening her book over her plate rather than putting food on it. Yep, typical. She couldn't put this book down though, so many interesting things she hadn't seen in other books before. "Morning, love." She greeted him as 'love' as if it were perfectly normal, not really bothering to look up.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco blinked at her greeting then put a hand on her book, "Hello Pansy, you do know that breakfast is for eating right?" He smiled at her as she looked at him, "Now eat something before I take your present away."

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy turned to look at him as her hand covered what she was reading. She picked up a grape from the bowl of fruit, popped it in her mouth and smirked at him. "Done." Look back to her book, she turned the page, essentially reading as much as she could as quickly as she could.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco playfully glared at her, "No Pans, that's not enough." Before she could stop him he closed the book and moved it to the other side of him. He'd said he would take it back and now he had. Turning to block her from grabbing it he had to stop himself from stroking her face and giving her a kiss, "Eat something real please, for me?"

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy rolled her eyes at him and reached across to grab her book, but he moved into her way. She mock glared at him. "What, a grape isn't real?" But she knew what he meant and picked up a biscuit, pulling it open and smearing a little jam on it. But as expected, she didn't bite into it, instead tearing off a corner and eating it bit by bit. "So when do I get my book back, daddy." She laughed, because though he was acting rather parentish, her father probably wouldn't have bothered enough to take her book from her if she wasn't interested in eating. Mostly he just let her be.

[Draco Malfoy]

He gave her a stern look but couldn't keep it up and had to laugh, "Once you've finished that biscuit and some more fruit. And I know you love the book but it's not supposed to replace me" He smirked at her and watched out the corner of his eye as he started cutting into his waffle.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy swallowed another bite of her biscuit before she leaned over to whisper to him. "But what if I like the book better?" She tried to keep from laughing, though she had a wide smile across her face, unable to completely hide her amusement with him. She'd really missed their casual joking around.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco looked around carefully to make sure no one was watching them then turned to whisper back to her, "Well then I had better work harder hadn't I?" Before pulling back he brushed his lips against the top of her jawbone right below her ear. Smirking he turned back to his plate and put some strawberries on his waffle and started to eat.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy laughed very softly and looked down at her plate, her hair falling across her face when his lips had brushed against her. She leaned just over his shoulder again, taking a careful glance around before she whispered back to him. "Maybe you should." She moved away, sitting up normally as though nothing had happened, but she watched Draco out of the corner of her eye, smirking at him a little.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco smirked and kept eating his waffle, not immediately responding. After checking again to make sure there was no one paying any particular attention to them he moved over so he was sitting closer to her. He brushed her hair back and leaned in close, "I think I proved this morning I'm more interesting than a book."

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy glanced back over her shoulder, checking again and again if they were being watched. Luckily it seemed no one cared to observe the Slytherins. One Ravenclaw girl was looking, but with a glare from Pansy she quickly glanced at her plate again. Looking back at Draco, the corner of her mouth twitched up. "True, I couldn't exactly do that with a book." She had moved her face close to his, her nose brushing his, her lips centimeters away from his. Not sure how he'd react to that, seeing as they were supposed to be ultimately secret, she moved away from him a little, just in case.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco watched her get closer and closer until their noses were just touching. This wasn't exactly keeping it quiet but right now he wasn't really all that focused on the secret part. He was almost relieved when she moved away and removed some of the temptation to kiss her. He pulled away a little further and smirked, glancing down at her plate, "Not that this conversation has any relevance because you still haven't finished your biscuit which means you don't currently have a book."

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

"Draco, I always have a book." She reached into the bag beside her, tugging out another of her several books and opening it over her plate, trying to keep a firm grip on it so she could at least try and hold on when he would inevitably reach over and try to take it from her and force her to eat. She tried to look at him out of the side of her vision without him noticing, but she knew he would. Not much got by him.

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