.Just. [another] S T A T I S T I C

[Scarlett Archer]

OOC: This posty is for Bella.

A little before her half-an-hour had elapsed, Scarlett journeyed out of the wind and into The Three Broomsticks. After Bellatrix left, Scarlett had bought some Honeydukes chocolate for herself and some sweets for her younger cousins at home. Perhaps it would stop them from rummaging through her belongings... or else, it would make them very hyper and likely to destroy more priceless artifacts like the vase they had broken in the summer passed... that would make her aunty Sandrine quite dissatisfied, but Scar honestly cared more about her own belongings more than a couple of paintings, some vases and a family tree.

Gazing around the room as she tucked a strand of platinum blonde hair behind her ear, she concluded that Bella had not yet arrived. Searching for a spot that was comfortable, where they could chat without worry, Scarlett came across a cosy-looking booth and took a seat there before anyone else could. Glancing briefly at her watch, it said that there were about two minutes left until Bellatrix would arrive. She did say that she had some other business to attend to however, Scarlett certainly wouldn't have been too surprised had the oldest Black sister arrived late. But as it was, Scar drummed her fingers on the table as she waited. She hummed to herself lightly while examining the grains of wood in the mahogany table.

OOC: Gah, not very good, but I felt that I should post this before I go away for a month.

[Bellatrix Black]

Bella shoved the door of the Three Broomsticks a bit more violently than she had originally intended. The door swung hesitantly a few more times before she stopped it with the flat of her palm. Pushing her way through the substantial crowd she hoped that Scarlett wouldn't be too irritated that she was a few minutes late. After all, Bella ran on a clock that was always a few minutes behind everyone else, much to her parent's and sibling's dismay. Besides, most people didn't like waiting. She hoped that Scarlett didn't mind, or was at least too polite to tell her off. But then again, perhaps a good scolding would do her good. She shrugged off the thoughts and hurried towards the cosy booth Scarlett had claimed once she caught sight of the blonde Gryffindor.

She dumped her purse on the bench across from Scarlett and slid in, sighing loudly.

"I'm so sorry I'm late," she began, running a hand through her hair. The weather had made it turn curly and right now it was simply unmanageable. "Roddy was being a bit unreasonable."

Unreasonable was a bit of an understatement. He had gotten into his mind that they were doing something, but she hadn't ever mentioned doing anything with him. Sometimes he misinterpreted things she said, leading them to confusion galore, and not to mention, painful experiences.

"How are you?" she asked, seizing a menu and quickly scanning it while keeping her attention on Scarlett as much as possible. After all, she'd already done something incredibly rude today, and didn't want to get a reputation as a bitch, especially not with someone she wanted to be friends with.