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Minutes had turned to hours and those hours had stretched. What had begun as fun, eventually turned into boredom as those she considered worth her time had dispersed and moved off into their own corner within the village to do whatever it was they were doing. The Slytherin didn't care much, they all needed their space; herself included. Drink in hand she'd eventually come to wander the streets, browsing the shops open during the late hours, sipping the liquid within her cup. It had been an offer on one of the stalls along the path, some fruity that she couldn't quite place but certainly had an interesting aftertaste. All, while hoping to find someone who'd peek her interest and keep her company before Bella would finally make her way back to the castle.

However many times had she found herself chatting away at the latest gossip, reveling the chaos that came with it. Was any of it ever the truth? Oh, but it hardly mattered. It was the reactions that made the whole thing fun. Of course, there was the added benefit of having gained someone Bellatrix at the very least would call a friend. A silencing charm had long been placed. No one would dare come and disturb and area chosen by someone such as them.

"Tell me you've had a good summer! I'd hate to hear it didn't live up to expectation." Bellatrix had spent her time in France, brushing up on things as well as making sure much rest was gained from her time away from the walls of Hogwarts. There were things at stake that went beyond the school. There was a whole world, just so much bigger than any of them and she was very much determined to find her place in it.