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[truemask]

Who: Lucius Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ana Lewis.
What: Between a rock and a hard place. This follows the conversation regarding Lucius' loyalty and whether to retain it.
When: Backdated, Week 4
Where: The Stadium; Ana's office
Notes: Figured I'd throw this up for motivation, as I am assuming it still goes ahead and would like to write it. If this

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[seeyaduke]

This was either going to work, or this was going to be a complete train wreck, and Ana wasn't quite certain which the difference was. They had the books for back up, but Ana would rather he didn't actually get a hold of them if he didn't need too. After all, Voldemort was a quick hop and a jump over the other side of town and giving someone the answers to fix how they screwed up didn't seem to be particularly sporting.

Pacing against the carpeted floor, Ana was in full Baroness regalia, and her weapons were readily view able and accessible. She didn't want to kill him over and over, and she didn't want to remove his memories like that, but she would if she needed to. Ana Lewis was nothing if she wasn't pragmatic.

She did think that it would cause issues with Hermione, however, and that wasn't a good thing. Her attitude is impatient, and Ana knew he should be there sooner rather than later. Eyes flickered to the door, waiting for the knock on it.

[leviohhhhsa]

The books were safely stashed in the bag Martha had given her, though Hermione itched to take them out. She'd gotten a few pages into the first one before she'd put them away- they didn't need to show them to Lucius unless they absolutely had to. Right?

In looks, she was in utter contrast to Ana, closer to the wall with her wand held tightly in her hand, in her jeans and a long-sleeved grey shirt she'd found. She was the utter antithesis of Ana's sleek, intimidating image, but she stood stock still, face calm and impassive.

She didn't want to see him dead. Of course she didn't. But neither did she want to see him siding with Voldemort. And- all in all- well, perhaps she just didn't want to see him. Yes, that sounded accurate. But that was the way things were, and if this was what she had to do- well, she would just have to do it properly.

Talking didn't seem like the right idea- the tension was too palpable in the air for that. So she trained her eyes on the door and waited in silence.

[truemask]

Quite a few things, then, that people did not want to do to Lucius Malfoy. They are worryingly varied and thought out, all the same.

He lets himself in as opposed to carrying out the rituals of knocking and being received, invitation assumed once the handle is twisted impatiently and the door set to fling aside. Ana is the expected sight, for all that his eyes tick over the Muggle weapons on display -- he comes armed, too, in the form of affected cane, although it stays sheathed and held loosely. The sight of Granger, however, has his grip tighten a fraction in thinly veiled tension and disdain of her presence. Best to ignore her, at least outwardly.

And try to work out ahead of time why she's here before it's made apparent. Singing his praises of trustworthiness, no doubt. "You wished to see me," he says, dragging his attention to the Baroness, all dull apathy and affected boredom.

[seeyaduke]

One of Ana's brows moved towards her hairline as he simply let himself into her office, and she opened her mouth to say something before she closed it at the last minute. Starting off angry on top of everything else seemed like a bad idea. After all, there was no point on starting things off badly.

A smile was offered instead, because the Baroness could be charming when she wished to, it was part of her job after all. Her tone was pleasant, and her posture relaxed entirely as if someone was flipping a switch with her. "Thank you for coming, Lucius. Please have a seat." She gestured towards one of the comfortable leather chairs before she spoke again.

"Can I get you a scotch?"