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Post by malfoy on Oct 22, 2007 19:33:14 GMT
Lucius pulled the hood back down off his cloak as he entered Borgin and Burkes, no longer needing to hide himself as he had felt the need to down the street. Here, it was better they knew exactly who he was.
He wasn't here on business for once, or on his fathers business as he usually was. No, today, he was just here to browse.
There was no one else in the shop, so he leant on the counter, trying to see into the backroom to see if either Borgin or Burke was in, but to no avail, so he just sighed and made a mental note about poor service.
Crouching slightly, he squinted into a glass case trying to discern what the dried up object inside it was as it carried no label. He made another mental note about poor service and tilted his head slightly in his effort to work out what he was looking at.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 22, 2007 19:36:48 GMT
"It's just a rare herb, nothing really special to me anyway..." I say with a slight smile. I hold my old deatheater cloak over my face, since I didn't know who was an ally or an enemy to the Crescent line. Family friends that either rebeled or became a stronger supporter of the dark lord. "Rubalyn Crescent." I say to him, deciding to use my birth name.
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Post by malfoy on Oct 22, 2007 19:41:34 GMT
Lucius tilted his head to glance up at the girl, eyes narrowed slightly as he hadn't heard her enter.
"I wasn't aware I asked for an explanation as to the nature of this object," He replied coolly, straightening up and then inclining his head slightly, "Lucius Malfoy."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 22, 2007 19:44:43 GMT
"Figured someone could provide you some knowledge since this store never did for me..." I say as I squint my eyes slightly. I walk around the glass case with my index finger tracing on the top of the glass. I stop when the case is between us. "You go to hogwarts?" I ask in a tone of no interest.
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Post by malfoy on Oct 22, 2007 19:47:56 GMT
"Hmm," He snorted, cocking an eyebrow but not commenting.
He watched her movements carefully, sizing her up as a challenge or threat but finding none, he looked back down at the glass case, "Yes, I do."
There was a momentary pause before he thought fit to add, "And yourself?"
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 22, 2007 19:51:05 GMT
I smirk as he looks at me as I watch out of the corner of my eye. I shake my head after a while.
Don't judge too quickly... I thought to myself.
"I do as well...7th year." I say glancing at him directly then back to tracing my finger on the glass case.
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Post by malfoy on Oct 23, 2007 14:49:42 GMT
He nodded slightly, crouching to examine the case again, half-glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.
"Slytherin," He added after a moment, "You're not." It was a statement rather than a question.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Oct 23, 2007 23:33:40 GMT
"Obviously..." I mutter coldly. "Although all my family is. Purebloods..." I try to say in a jealous tone. Honestly I hated the whole lot of them. "So, are you looking to buy this pointless thing..." I ask him with no interest looking at the dried herb now myself.
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