What a pleasure to meet you [Thomas R/INVITE]

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Feeling the gentle pat on her rear, Bellatrix looked up at her husband with a cocked eyebrow. Her hostile expression was met with Rodolphus's famous crooked smile, which always made his eyes crinkle and sparkle in a very seductive manner. Recalling her own pep talk prior the event, Bella relaxed her facial features into an easy smile and squeezed his arm almost affectionately. This is a special night, she had warned her husband and children. Remember that as pureblood Lestranges our presence always makes an important statement, she had added before they left the Manor. And now all six of them were waiting at the entrance to be announced. The thought brought a broad smile to her lips because she had personally insisted with the organisers to include a herald, who was to pronounce the arrival of Toujours Pur families only. The hard sounding tap of wood against marble caught her full attention and Bellatrix straightened her stance, simultaneously, she gripped Rodolphus's arm tighter.

"Monsieur and Madame Lestrange..." after a brief pause the herald added "... and children..."

Rodolphus steadily lead Bellatrix, making sure his beautiful smart wife was on display for all to see. Neither of the adult Lestranges paid attention to the other guests, however, their children were scouting to see if anyone was staring. Like their mother, they enjoyed being the centre of attention - Corvus in particular. In fact the young boy had not wanted to make an appearance because he thought the party should be for him. Bellatrix had proudly ruffled his hair and coaxed him into coming with a trip for just the two of them... and maybe uncle Rabastan. One of her conditions was for her son to keep it a secret. He didn't need to be told twice because by now he knew that trips with his mother were always a special treat reserved for him. The Lestranges made their way between the guests, making sure to stop and briefly chat with the noblest or important families while ignoring the rest. From the corner of her eye, Bellatrix spotted the fine young man who had recently been subject to scrutiny by the media and the wizarding world.

Narrowing her eyes she regarding him from a distance. Bellatrix had heard many positive recounts about the boy as he was friends with her first born, Desdemona. Her daughter idolised him and she was fairly sure the young girl might have a crush on him. Although that might have biased her positive remarks about the boy, Bellatrix did not consider that thought for a second. Her Desdemona was smart, Bella had taught her well and as such she was willing to give the poor boy a chance. All her children looked up to the extraordinary Thomas Riddle. He was smart and charismatic, not to mention handsome. Bella's thoughts strayed for a moment as she pondered about how lovely it would be for Desdemona and Thomas to get married. Shaking the thought away, she excused herself from her family and started approaching the boy.

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Tagged » Thomas Marvolo Riddle
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[thomas riddle jr.]

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[/color][/b]” He greeted her, more pleased to see her than he had been to rub elbows with the Minister for Magic earlier that evening. The Minister was a politician and a weak one at that. But this woman, she was different. She may not have been as high ranking as the minister, but this woman had the respect and fear of nearly everyone in the room. She radiated power and status. This woman was someone important, and he wanted to be well acquainted with her. “Desdemona has told me so much about you.”

He lowered himself into a sweeping bow to kiss her hand. He could play a gentleman just as well as anyone, and she was a high class woman who was one of the few who he had deemed actually worthy of his respect. “It is an honour to finally make your acquaintance.” He told her as he straightened up to meet her gaze. She was an important woman with a temper and a tendency for vengeance, and he admired her. She was a handsome woman too, and Tom seldom took notice of these things. If Tom had been interested in women instead of power, this woman would have been his standard of perfection, the one he would have wanted for himself.

And perhaps in some small, forgotten and repressed part of his being, he did.

“They told me that you were a beautiful woman, but that was an enormous understatement.” Tom said, flashing her his signature charming smile. He knew all the things that women wanted him to say for he had toyed with the emotions of many young women throughout his years at Hogwarts. It was not a thing he did often, but he was skilled at such things when he needed to be.

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TAGGED: Bellatrix
WORDS: 445
LYRICS: Foster the People
ATTIRE: suit}

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NOTES: Look at Tom flirting with his girlfriend’s mommy.
These two make a deadly combination.
CREDITS: Thanks to BUNNYA! at Caution 2.0
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