Seraphina's Cottage[6]

[mcGivney]

*Rabastan rubbed his throat, and stood up, pocketing his wand and the Disapparated*

[Augustus Rookwood]

*Rookwood sighed*

Lets go inside....

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*exhales in relief as Lestrange disapparates*

Okay. Come on in, it's freezing out here.

*goes inside*

[Augustus Rookwood]

*Shudders as he steps into the warm cottage*

I'm going to kill him one of these days.

*He said, closing the door*

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*frowns slightly as she goes into the kitchen to brew them coffee*

I thought you two were friends? At least, you both seemed friendly the first time I met him....

*cringes at the memory of him attacking her minutes after meeting*

.... um, before all of that happened?

[Augustus Rookwood]

We were friends!

*He said, slamming his fist onto the table with the last bit of hatred he had, looking at his knuckles that slightly started to bleed*

I dont know what the hell has gotten into him.

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*pulls out a wound-cleaning potion and hands it to him with a cloth*

*replies jokingly*

Don't know why I'm running an apothecary, I might as well have put in an application to St. Mungo's with all the healing I seem to be doing lately.

*becomes more serious as she pours the coffee and hands him a cup before pouring one for herself*

*sits down at one of stools on the island in the middle of the kitchen*

How did he find out? No one's that good!

[Augustus Rookwood]

*Rookwood applied the potion to his hand.*

Great....another scar to add to decent complexion.

*He joked, sitting down by Seraphina*

I dontk know how he found out...it happens that way....things always pass around quickly as a Deatheater. Must be some sort of connection.

*He looked down at the Dark Mark, which was in clear sight on his bare arm that wasnt covered from his chain mail shirt*

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*her gaze flicks down to his Mark as his does*

*looks back up at him, her face looking thoughtful*

*jumps back, startled and nearly spills her coffee when Nile jumps onto the counter top*



Nile! Bad girl!

*her voice softens*

Oh, what am I saying, you've been a neglected kitty for the past week, haven't you? Come here, puss.

*smiles and laughs as she plays with the feline, scratching her behind the ears, snuggling her into her arms*

[Augustus Rookwood]

*Rookwood rubbed his head, as he to was startled*

Be grateful Narhiss isnt here....

*He joked, then stared at his Dark Mark again*

It is an honorable symbol, but believe me its not pretty when receiving it.

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*holds the cat closer to her, feeling the furry ball of warmth next to her chest as she looks up at him, the laughter and smiles gone*

*hesitates*

Can I ask what it was like? For you, I mean?

[Augustus Rookwood]

*He looked at her*

It was immensely hard trying not to scream. The Dark Mark is literally branded into your arm, melted, scorched into your arm-

*He cut off for a minute, remembering the honorable, yet painstaking day when he received it*

You can smell burning human flesh......

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*her eyebrows furrow slightly as she rubs Nile's ears*

*finally speaks, with all honesty*

Well, I hope I can do your training and wisdom justice should that day come for me.

[Augustus Rookwood]

"When"

*He said*

When that day comes....

*He got up and stretched, and gulped the coffee down*

I best be off. Take care of yourself....

*He grinned lightly and Disapparated*

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*grins a little back at him as he disapparates*

*thoughtfully strokes Nile's fur, she heads upstairs to her room*