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dramadramaduck2010-04-29 12:05 am
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[The post opens on a video of Bellatrix crouched on the ground, eyes wild and her expression paranoid. In her hand is a long, bloody dagger, that she's clutching to tight enough to whiten her knuckles.
On the ground lies...Bellatrix, or rather an exact copy. One that has been stabbed to the chest about twenty times, lying in a pool of blood that's seeping across the stone floor slowly.]
The Order is trying to trick us, trying to sneak in, they sent someone with Polyjuice Potion, the fools. Idiots, sending a copy where I was going to be, they'd have to get rid of me for it to work. But how did they get a lock of my hair....there must be a rat here....

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If I might ask, why such a rush?
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If she had Apparated away she would have told the Order where we were hiding and who was here. Now she is dead and our secrets stay safe for now.
[voice] accidental reply, oops.
[Same voice, very different tone. She sounds calm, almost dry.] Stop being so squeamish. We- well I have seen war, invasions, things far worse than that. Would you-
Oh for crying out loud!
[Hear a chair scrape back and someone leaving hurriedly before the first person speaks again.] I- I think I'm going to be sick!
[And an aggravated sigh from the remaining person.]
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