Black Widow's Web | The White Wyvern | July | (Open)

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

With a last look in the mirror, Bellatrix Lestrange was satisfied. She would be bringing someone home tonight, and she wasn’t just planning on it being her husband. Leaving the bathroom, she looked at the man sprawled on the bed, turning around slowly so he could approve of her attire. She smirked at his nod, before crossing the rest of the room to place a kiss on his lips. Rodolphus Lestrange was a handsome man, and of perfect blood. Bella was pleased with her parents choice for her, even more than they knew. He was open minded, and desired the same things she did. It wasn’t love, but it was perfect.

Giving him a wave, she grabbed her clutch and left the room, walking down the stairs as she removed her wand. In a flash, she was standing in Knockturn Alley near The White Wyvern. She gave her “assets” one last push up before walking inside. While it wasn’t the type of place she preferred to frequent, the company was occasionally pleasant. Not to mention, most of them seemed to have the kind of mindset she could tolerate. She took a glance around the place, flashing smiles.

Making her way to the bar, she slid into one of the stools, placing her clutch on top of the bar before turning out to face the rest of the tavern. She was in the mood for some fun, and would take the first willing participant she could get.

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa Malfoy was never one to waste opportunity.

So when Lucius was out on lengthy missions, she determinedly went out as well.

Not to pick up the first willing male as her eldest sister did, but to get stories to tell her darling husband when he returned to her. She loved Lucius, she did - but if he insisted on giving their limited time together to the Dark Lord, she was not just going to sit at home and wait for him. She would play the silent and dutiful wife in company, but he knew that wasn't her - and when he'd asked her to stop this? She returned his "order" with a severe look and a matter-of-fact, "I'd much prefer to be in your company, love, but seeing as you refuse to give me it..."

So, in telling him these innocent stories - how she'd met up with Bella or some friends and had been subsequently boughten drinks and flirted with - the young wife hoped he would soon realize the errors of his ways. Narcissa never let anything happen, of course - and she never would. She was simply teaching Lucius a lesson. And it was fun to dress up, pick out an outfit that would bring the blokes by - not difficult, as given her height most dresses and skirts that fit her slim frame ran short - and hopefully sit with someone who wasn't a total annoyance.

It was in this mood that Narcissa entered the Wyvern, and immediately hit with the smell of smoke and alcohol, the loud laughter of drunks. She raised a delicate brow, wondering when the trashy place would pick up its act, or when somewhere cleaner would open up, before shaking her head in resignation. The blonde took a slow look about in the hopes of spying someone she knew - knew and didn't detest - and smiled as she met the dark eyes of her sister. She made her way to the empty stool next to Bella and took the seat, crossing her long, mostly-bare legs as she snapped for the bartender. "Evening, Bella," she said, eyeing her up and down before teasingly continuing. "Don't you look lovely. Any bites as of yet?" Although she couldn't fathom why Bella and Roddy had an "open relationship," she wasn't about to question her sister's choices in her sex life.

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

As laughter and smoke filled the places, her dark eyes scanned the room slowly. Surely there would be some fresh meat in the place. After all, it had been just over a month since the new Hogwarts graduates had gone out into the world. She had met a few of them at their last meeting. Cute, but too much like puppies. Eager to please the Dark Lord, which they should be, but sometimes too eager. She enjoyed bashing them down when they started trying to nip at her heels. It was almost endearing, if you liked that sort of thing. A few other members were more than willing to take the younger ones under their wings and show them the ways. Like that Meadowes fellow. Bella wasn’t sure of him, he’d been a Death Eater longer than she had been alive but he was too fond of the younger members. He was willing to look after them, take them under his wing and sculpt them. It was ridiculous. If they weren’t ready to serve the Dark Lord fresh out of school, they weren’t worth her time.

That didn’t mean that she couldn’t have a little fun with them, though. She’d already made it very clear to a few of them what exactly she would like to do to them if given the chance. While she could be a bit much for some of them, they hadn’t turned her down yet. She’d even teased a few of the new girls, as Roddy liked her to do. While they had plenty of old flings who were willing to take a romp in the bedroom with them, there was something about the corrupting the younger ones that was so…perfect.

As she scanned the rooms, her dark eyes locked on a very familiar female figure walking in the front door. She let a genuine smile cross her face at the sight of her sister, watching her gracefully walk over. She enjoyed when Cissy went out, even if her and Lucius didn’t have an open relationship. Bella wasn’t sure Lucius approved, but she didn’t particularly care. Cissy should be allowed to do as she wished, and if Lucius didn’t watch himself, Bella would step in and take care of it. As pleased as she was that Cissy had a perfect pureblood match, she wouldn’t let him do anything to harm her sister.

”Cissy, what a pleasure,” she purred, stroking her sister’s blonde hair gently as she turned to face her. She gave a small laugh at her sister’s eyeing look, well aware of her thoughts on her sex life. ”You look gorgeous yourself darling. Unfortunately no, but I did just arrive. The night is still young.” She turned as the bartender arrived, flashing her best charming smile. ”The usual, love.”

Looking out back towards into the tavern, she let a smirk rest on her face, ”What brings you out tonight, my dear.”

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa smiled sweetly as her sister brushed her hair, leaning into her caress. As the youngest of the three girls, she'd been the doll to dress up, the one whose hair was experimented with, so it was needless to say that she was accustomed to such shows of affection by the darkly beautiful Bella. That didn't mean she didn't appreciate it, as she did any sort of touch. "Thank you," she responded with a self-satisfied smile, knowing it was true. It was not as if she'd leave her room looking anything but gorgeous, especially for nights like this. "I've no doubt you will, with bait like that," she said with an amused raise of her brows at her sister's cleavage. When the barkeep arrived, Cissy gave him explicit instructions for her favorite drink - a blood orange martini - after her sister proclaimed she'd get her "usual." "Made yourself a regular here?" Narcissa asked, giving her a playful grin.

"Oh, you know me, Bella," she said with a laugh, taking the drink the barkeep promptly gave her and flirtatiously holding it against her lips as she grinned at the other Black daughter. "Giving Lucius something to worry about, if all goes well. He's out again," she explained succinctly, sarcastically. The young woman rolled her baby blues before taking a sip of the strong martini, licking the drink off of her lips as she leaned back against the bar, surveying the crowd for a suitable partner. "Just need some talent to make the story..."

[Fabian Prewett]

While it wasn’t his sort of place, Fabian made a habit of taking a trip down to the White Wyvern. Rumor had it in that it was a local hang out of some of those shiny Death Eaters that he was spending his time and energy trying to catch. So when he had the chance, he sucked it up and headed into Knockturn Alley, gracing the tavern with his presence. It wasn’t all bad, there were often pretty woman to flirt with. Not to mention the barkeeps weren’t half bad to look at either.

Strolling down the alley, he made his way to the tavern. It wasn’t long before he pushed open the door, the laughter and smoke of the place greeting him. He flashed a smile at the nearest barmaid, leaning over to whisper in here ear. Flirting was something he enjoyed, and was something he was incredibly good at. He wished Gideon would have agreed to come with him tonight, but his brother was busy elsewhere. Nevertheless, he was determined to have some fun.

It was then he spotted the two of them, Bellatrix and Narcissa. While he believed he had heard through the family that both the girls he went to school with had been married off (to fine matches, he supposed), he wasn’t entirely surprised to see them here. Bella had a reputation in school, and he supposed it was one she was keeping up with after. While he wasn’t close to either of them, they were beautiful woman, and it couldn’t hurt to tease them, right?

So he made his way over, putting on his most charming smile. ”Well, guess I’m in luck. Why are two beautiful ladies such as yourself all alone tonight?” he asked, leaning against the bar behind Narcissa.

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Bella smiled at her sister, pleased with her response. While she hardly cared for anyone, Cissy was different. She was her flesh and blood, and Bella would do anything for the younger girl. She patted her sister’s knee lightly, ”Well I do dress to impress dearie.” She took her drink from the barkeep happily, taking a sip. Bourbon on the rocks, not a popular drink for a lady, but one she quite enjoyed. ”Well you know, there isn’t much else for me to do with Roddy being so busy at work.”

She had agreed to take on the role of house wife, not that she had to do much around the house. That’s what the house elves were for, after all. Plus, she wasn’t the wife type. She had no desire to cook, or clean, or even have children for that matter. While it was important to continue pureblood lines, Rudolph’s had a brother and she had two a sister, so neither one of them were terribly concerned about the whole thing. In fact, unless their parents put pressure on them they had agreed to avoid the topic entirely.

”Well, love, while Lucius is out you know you are more than welcome to come and keep me company. Assuming I’m not working, of course,” she added, turning her gaze back to her sister. Before she could say more though, she heard an unfamiliar voice behind her, and turned to see one of the Prewett twins walking by and settling against the bar behind her sister.

”Mm, I’d hardly say we are alone. Can’t two sisters enjoy a night out?” Bella retorted, a sour tone in her voice. While he was a pureblood, his family was less than worthy of even being noticed.

[Narcissa Malfoy]

"You do it well," Narcissa said, giving her a wink. But at her next the younger woman sighed dramatically, having been so irked by the same. "Tell me about it - honestly, they keep those men so busy, it's like they want us to die of boredom. I'll have to take you up on that more often," she continued more excitedly, thinking the two of them could start catching plays or the like as they'd done growing up, "I'll find something fun for us to do, just you wait."

As people were constantly switching their seats at the busy bar, Cissa had long learned to pay the movements of others little mind. So although she felt someone - many someones, actually - near her and her sister, she gave them no mind until she felt someone quite close to her and, apparently, addressing them both. She turned her head slightly to see who Bella was looking at, and saw one of the Prewett twins grinning at them. She leaned back against the bar between Bella and the bloke, the edge of it biting into the blades of her shoulders, smirking at Bella at her words. "I couldn't agree more, love," she said, although the ring on her finger was forever a reminder of how she was never truly alone. If Lucius could just see her side of things, he would be there with her instead of one of the twins.

"And which one are you, then?" she asked, automatically becoming dismissive as she turned back to him, never having bothered to take the time to figure out the differences between Fabian and Gideon. Sure, they'd all spent time together growing up in similar circles due to their lineage, but she knew he'd trained as an Auror of all things. True - she needed someone to flirt with to make her story with Lucius stick (she could lie, but she'd rather exaggerate an experience than make something up completely), but he'd obviously chosen his side of this war with that sort of training. Although, that could work in her favor, as Lucius despised them so...

Narcissa gave a slight chuckle, looking up at him with a hint of a smirk as she continued, "Never could tell the two of you apart - should really try to make more of a distinct impression." After her teasing challenge, the younger woman nonchalantly turned back to view the barscene, taking another sip of her sharp, citrusy drink.

[Fabian Prewett]

Fabian smirked, before faking hurt when Narcissa asked him his name. He couldn’t blame her, they weren’t friends and sometimes even family had trouble telling him and Gideon apart. Still, it was fun to mess with Black sisters, and he intended to stick around and do just that. ”Why Narcissa, I’m offended.” He motioned for the bartender, before making himself comfortable on the stool next to her. ”Although, touche, I suppose. I’ll make sure I make a lasting impression on you tonight,” he added with a wink.

As the bartender stopped in front of him, he nodded towards the girls, ”Put their drinks on my table. And give me something good.” He turned to face out towards the bar, before leaning over to Narcissa, ”Anything good worth looking at out here?” He didn’t particularly care why the two girls where there sans husbands, but he figured he’d play their little game.

He leaned back, before turning so he could face them more directly, ”Oh, and Bella, there’s no need to be sour.”

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Bella smirked as her sister began talking about Lucius being busy with work. While Roddy was often at the ministry, she did enjoy when the two of them had other work to do together. Not that she loved him like Cissy loved Lucius, but it was a bonding experience for them. ”Please do. One can only spend so much money on clothes before the whole experience isn’t as fun,” she replied, reaching out to stroke her sister’s hair again. While she preferred her dark locks, she was fond of the blonde hair of her sister. Narcissa was beautiful, and Bella was a tad jealous of it at times.

She gave a short laugh as Narcissa teased the boy, enjoying their banter. It was hard to tell the two apart, especially when you didn’t really care. They had been in the same year of school, so she knew the twins fairly well, even if they had been in different houses. While they were still young, they had often played together at Pureblood parties. Once they were in school, however, she didn’t speak to them anymore. They were almost as bad as those damn Weasleys.

”Don’t think buying our drinks will get you any flattery, dearie,” she said sharply as he addressed the bartender. While it was nice to not pay for her own drinks, she didn’t want a lesser pureblood buying her much of anything. She rolled her eyes as he called her sour, already growing tired of his company. ”If you want to keep us company you should have brought your brother.”

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa gave her sister a close-lipped smile, nodding her agreement, as the other stroked her hair. Bellatrix could be the worst - she’d bossed Annie and herself around while they were children, all of the professors at Hogwarts had known Cissa as Bella’s younger sister, as the eldest Black had outshown many in classes, and she was stubborn and obsessive to boot - but Narcissa still adored her. They were sisters, and although she liked to pretend otherwise, Cissa knew that she wasn’t always the easiest to love either.

“Offended?” the young woman asked, unable to stop her naturally condescending tone in addressing the Prewett as he took the seat next to her. “If you’re that easily offended,” Narcissa continued, only here to assist him, as it seemed he was making a point to join their company, “my sister and I have found a new duty for the night - thickening that skin of yours. I’m sure you’ll find us more than up to the task.”

With that wink she had to assume that he was interested in something - and although she could easily use him as one of her stories, Cissy wasn’t yet feeling like holding back, thereby making herself more appealing to the usual male. “And how exactly are you planning on leaving any sort of impression - other than that one of you has an awful memory, that being the only way you could’ve missed this point - when you’ve still not given your name?” she asked, giving him a slightly exasperated raise of her brows.

The young man chose to pick up their tabs, and Narcissa shot her sister a grin at her next. “Remember, Bella,” she said silkily, laying a mollifying hand on her sister’s arm, “it’s so generous of him to spend money on us when he’s no source of income, is it not?”* As he neared her, she gave an amused chuckle, taking her time in taking a drink before answering him. “Depends on what you’re in the mood for, Prewett,” she returned simply, shrugging her leather-clad shoulders. “Wouldn’t have pegged you for one who’d pick up women at a place like this - whatever would your parents say?” She met his brown eyes at her tease, slightly curious as to what game the Prewett family truly was playing. The twins were Bella’s age, but, in taking a look to his left hand, she saw that this one at least remained unmarried. Fantastic watch, no ring. What a shame for the once-proud family...

Narcissa was about to ask about the watch - well, most likely continue the taunt, as it must be a family relic with no new money coming in to spend on fine things like it - when he called Bella sour. Her eyes turned cold as she looked to him, not liking anyone throwing names around her family, even in jest. But her sister’s words brought a smirk to her face, and she nodded her agreement. “Yes, you should’ve - he must’ve been the fun one I’m remembering.”

*of course correct me if I’m wrong on this/if he’s got a cover story for work she would know, or he can correct her now of course ^^

[Fabian Prewett]

Perhaps he shouldn't have used the word offended. He caught on to Narcissa's tone, letting a smirk play on his lips. He hardly cared if she knew his name or not, she was a pretty girl but her family connections left very little to actually be desired. He continued to smirk, letting her finish her thoughts. "Oh, I'm sure you two are up to plenty of tasks. But I'll take what I can get," he replied, giving them both the most charming smile he could muster. He wasn't sure if he wanted to flirt with the two of them, or make then so annoyed that they got into an argument. He didn't trust the older of the two at all, knowing quite well that she was a snake waiting to strike.

He leaned back as Narcissa started speaking again, giving a short laugh, "Ah, dear me. I suppose you are right that my memory is fading. It happens when you get up there in age, right Bella?" he questioned, knowing very well she was going to be annoyed with his statement. "My apologies, I'm Fabian. The much better looking twin," he continued with a short chuckle. They were identical twins, which was a fact everyone knew. Still, he could pretend that he was more charming or more handsome, couldn't he?

He accepted a drink from the bartender, picking up on Narcissa's comment to her sister. No source of income, at least not in the public eye. This was true, and he would need an excuse. "Ah, while I may have left the Ministry, my family still has a decent estate love. Besides, what kind of son wouldn't take care of his sick mum?" he asked. His mother was in perfect health, but that wasn't any of their business. Nor was it a fact that they would have known, seeing as his mother didn't associate much with their parents. "As for picking up woman, I simply came here to relax. But you two look like you could use some company."

He sat back as the sisters talked about his brother, giving them a shrug, "Ah perhaps. But Gideon is busy, so I hope you can accept my humble offer of free company and free drinks."

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Bella was content to let the two of them talk, not really pleased with the fact the Prewett boy was still bothering the two of them. However, she knew Cissy could hold her own so she let them banter, watching the exchange with an amused smile on her face. As he addressed Narcissa with his name, before calling them both old, she gave a scowl. Fabian. The other one was named Gideon, if she recalled correctly. She didn't remember much about Gideon, but she knew Fabian was a flirt. He didn't seem harmful, though, so she sat back and continued to listen to their exchange, smiling as Narcissa turned to her.

"This is true, I suppose it is kind," she said, watching as Fabian took his drink before he turned to answer her question. She raised an eyebrow, unsure of the validity of his answer. Sure, they were a pureblood family, but they weren't overly weathly that she could recall. Regardless, if he was trying to earn sympathy mentioning his mother, she had none to give. "Well, that's a shame. A ministry job would have done you some good. As for the company...you'll do for now, I suppose."

She rolled her eyes, switching her gaze to Cissy, "His humble offer. Up to you, Cissy."

[Deleted]

Aaron Crabbe was in dire need of a drink.

He had just finished sorting out everything that had to do with the move tomorrow, and he while he was - groan - excited for Ethan to take the spare bedroom in his flat, he had just received word that the younger man intended to bring along some large music playing device. The Slytherins hadn't decided where to put it, they hadn't figured out if it could even be properly levitated or transported into the flat itself - all he knew for sure, was that Vanderhyde was making him rise and hour earlier in the morning and taking away the precious time he usually spent with his trained falcon, Quickcoin.

As he pushed open the door tot he Wyvern, he easily spotted his...nieces, sitting on stools by the bar. He refused to call himself their great uncle, except when he wanted to exude dominance over them, however. If his parents had had some forethought, they would have waited to give birth to his sister - the woman was nearing the old age of Merlin he was sure, and Irma just happened to be the grandmother of these two hot Blacks. Aaron made his way over, glaring at anyone who dared knock into him. "Hello lovely ladies..." He took Bella's hand - as she was nearest to him obviously - and placed a quick kiss on it. They had shagged once or twice before, when she had been engaged, but this was the first time he had seen her since the wedding...and he didn't even try to hide the way he was gazing at her firm, round -

"And you, Narcissa." He spoke, eyes flitting to the young blondes before they quick roamed down to her legs and back up to her face. "Always a pleasure. Is Lucius joining us this evening?" 

(OOC: IhatehimIhatehimIhatehim)

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa gave the bloke a smirk at his attempt at charm - he did know that nothing was going to happen between him and either of the sisters, did he not? Herself due to her commitment, and her sister as she'd get a better catch? It was amusing of him to be trying, though, and even more amusing to see him try and bring Bella down to his level. As if her beautiful sister could have the memory lapses that he did. But she graciously accepted his apology, giving him a tight-lipped smile as he finally gave his name. "Fabian," she repeated, looking him over critically to try and find some feature to distinguish him from his brother - or to feign being unable to next they met. Her eye was again drawn to his watch, so she gave the glass face a tap with an elegant, manicured fingernail. "Fabian with the watch. I'll remember that bit of treasure," the girl teased. She listened, already getting a bit bored, as he went on about his sickly mother. How dreadfully dull - and there he went again, claiming that she and Bella had required his company! She chose to drink as Bella answered for them, but quite liked having the say as her sister soon deferred to her. It wasn’t something that happened often, but Bella was right - as she took a leisurely look about the bar, delaying her answer as she considered their options, the youngest of the three didn’t see anyone else she’d prefer to associate with. It truly was slim pickings. She recognized a few of Lucius’ work friends and “work friends,” but none that she’d care to approach at this point. So she turned her eyes back to Fabian, trying to melt their usual ice a touch as she accepted his offer. "A humble offer humbly accepted," she said, giving him the slightest raise of her glass before taking a drink.

When she'd finished, her attention was torn from the Prewett by a familiar voice. She turned to see Aaron - a great-uncle who she'd attended Hogwarts with every year, seeing as they were the same age - kissing her sister's hand, taking her in familiarly. Cissa knew that relations among her family members weren't uncommon, but she'd never been interested, preferring to tune out conversations of the like as often as she could. So as Aaron turned his eyes to her, overtly checking out her frame before meeting her eyes, she gave her not-so-favorite relative a slightly forced smile, shaking her head at his question slightly as she looked back to him. Can still use this, even though if you prefer the looks to come from non-family members...

"Always a pleasure, indeed. Unfortunately no - you know how his work is," she said, giving a bit of a sigh, a finger tracing the rim of her glass. When she'd pursued the relationship and marriage with the man she came to love, Narcissa knew that he'd have to work, of course - but this was ridiculous. "Thankfully we have Fabian and yourself here to keep us company," she teased, trying to not let thoughts of her husband distract her. "Bella and I were ever-so-lost before."

[Fabian Prewett]

Fabian was enjoying himself, almost forgetting why he had chosen this establishment in the first place. While he wanted to throw any suspicion off himself, he still needed to be careful. Too many questions could give something away, and he didn’t know how much these two ladies knew. Or if they had any potential connection to any Death Eaters. While there was suspicion floating around about their husbands, he wouldn’t count either one of them out either. Especially the older sister. She was cunning enough, that was for sure. He accepted her teasing though with a smile, determined to have a good time.

He gave a small nod to them both, ”The pleasure is all my ladies. Nothing like being surrounded by beautiful woman to give a man an ego boost.” A rather lame joke on his part, but nonetheless true. His thoughts were cut short though as another person approached. His face and voice were familiar, but he couldn’t place him. He did however seem to know the two sisters, Fabian didn’t miss the way his eyes lingered on certain parts of Bellatrix.

He waited as Narcissa and the man talked, giving a short nod and a smile at the mention of his name. ”I don’t believe we’ve met. Fabian Prewett,” he stated, holding out his hand. The man looked young, probably around the same age as the younger sister. While Fabian wasn’t exactly pleased at his appearance, it was in his best interest to at least act friendly.