Post by Elizabeth Aphrodite on Apr 30, 2006 22:20:15 GMT
Deity yawned, with her hand covering her mouth, as she sat flicking bits of parchment into the bin. She was waiting for her sister to return to her office. Deity sat in her sister's office with her legs upon her sister's desk, grinning as she marvelled on her success of appearing here undetected. She glanced at the clock, that slowly ticked beside her feet and wondered where on Earth her sister was held up this time, "Oh for Merlin's Sake-" she started to mutter impatiently. She abruptly stopped as she heard the staircase behind the floor spin in smooth circles and waited for the entrance of her new guest.
Lizzie sighed, it was bad enough having to deal with destructed children but also having to clean up a Death Eater's mess? She sighed as she went round on the moving staircase. She quickly pushed open her door, but halted as her eyes landed on a being. Her wand was already out, before she had time to recongize the person.
"Yare." Deity muttered Japanese, a word that was used for 'Oh dear' or 'Oh My'. "Yare, yare, yare." she repeated, "going to attack me, sister?" she asked her sister rather patronisingly.
"Don't 'Yare' me!" Lizzie spat angrily at her sister. She was rather busy and found it an absurd time for her sister to visit her. Lizzie arched an eyebrow as she eyed her sister, full of curiosity. She closed the door behind her with her foot, and didn't remove her gaze from her sister. But she lowered her wand slightly, as they both knew that wasn't going to attack Deity. "Muffliato" she muttered, so that they wouldn't be overheard. In her experience, all of their conversations weren't good if they were overheard. "What do you want?" she said as her voice returned to the calm state that it had been in before.
Deity laughed upon her sister's question, "What do I want?" she repeated the question, as though she didn't hear it, "Why well, of course, I wanted to see you." she said. Her laugh was a cold and bitter one that erupted the silence of the room and stirred awake all of the portraits that had been asleep until now. Even though the portraits appear to be snoozing, they actually listen to everything that was said. Dumbledore, who was slumbering in a golden frame over the desk, with his half-moon spectacles perched upon his crooked nose, was now awake. He was looking peaceful and untroubled, while the others seemed rather irritated or just bored.
Lizzie sighed, it was bad enough having to deal with destructed children but also having to clean up a Death Eater's mess? She sighed as she went round on the moving staircase. She quickly pushed open her door, but halted as her eyes landed on a being. Her wand was already out, before she had time to recongize the person.
"Yare." Deity muttered Japanese, a word that was used for 'Oh dear' or 'Oh My'. "Yare, yare, yare." she repeated, "going to attack me, sister?" she asked her sister rather patronisingly.
"Don't 'Yare' me!" Lizzie spat angrily at her sister. She was rather busy and found it an absurd time for her sister to visit her. Lizzie arched an eyebrow as she eyed her sister, full of curiosity. She closed the door behind her with her foot, and didn't remove her gaze from her sister. But she lowered her wand slightly, as they both knew that wasn't going to attack Deity. "Muffliato" she muttered, so that they wouldn't be overheard. In her experience, all of their conversations weren't good if they were overheard. "What do you want?" she said as her voice returned to the calm state that it had been in before.
Deity laughed upon her sister's question, "What do I want?" she repeated the question, as though she didn't hear it, "Why well, of course, I wanted to see you." she said. Her laugh was a cold and bitter one that erupted the silence of the room and stirred awake all of the portraits that had been asleep until now. Even though the portraits appear to be snoozing, they actually listen to everything that was said. Dumbledore, who was slumbering in a golden frame over the desk, with his half-moon spectacles perched upon his crooked nose, was now awake. He was looking peaceful and untroubled, while the others seemed rather irritated or just bored.