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 Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 11:02 am
At the corner stands an unusually large white building. Engraved upon the front, it reads, "Gringrotts Bank." Through the entrance, there lies a large marbled lobby. A series of desks seat golbins, who ultimately run the wizarding bank. You can open an account, exchange Muggle money, or deposit and withdraw from one of the banks many underground vaults [if it's yours!]. The goblins are very confident of their security system, and if you find yourself greedy, watch out for dragons.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 12:32 pm
 ♪ Bellatrix Narcissa Love d'Mort ♪A slender, dark hair girl stood looking up to a goblin behind his tall desk. At first glance, and perhaps even second and third glances, she seemed to be in her late teens. In fact, she was just going on thirteen at the time. The misconception could be blamed on her sophisticated sense of style, not something one would expect to find in a twelve-year-old girl. However, in the current situation, the assumption was most likely based on how she scowled at the goblin."What do you mean, I have no acces to my vault. It's my own vault itsn't it, so take me down there, I need money," she said, obviously annoyed. Who could blame her after having been there for hours now and still not being allowed to go down to her vault to receive a small part of her fortune. The goblin, with whatever exotic name he might have, had been giving her a hard time since she got there. Though the girl had done nothing of any sorts to tick the creature off, there was clearly resent in the goblin's narrow eyes."Miss Love d'Mort, I am afraid I will still have to deny you acces," the goblin sneered aggitated. The girl twitched and narrowed her eyes at the Gringrotts employee with a frustrated sigh."I remember that name very, very well," he spoke loathful, "YOU, miss, are not welcome in Gringrotts Bank!" The goblin was clearly not joking as he had risen to his feet and nearly mounted his desk. The girl glared at the goblin, her hand hovering over her hip, well aware she was not allowed to use the wand, but very tempted to forget just that."The nerve on you! My name might be Love d'Mort, so what! I'm Bellacissa! My name is not Lillian! The nerve to deny me my vault, I have never wronged you!" She had made the same connection the goblin had a while ago, but now that he was still giving her a hard time she lost the last bit of her temper.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 8:28 pm
With a creak, the door to the bank opened and a slender fourth year Sltherin prowled into the bank. He took a moment to glance around at the mostly empty bank, but managed to spot the girl arguing with a Goblin. Leander's curiosity was sparked, but he really had no concern for what they were arguing about. He didn't recognize the girl, so he assumed her unimportant for the time being. If she aknowledged him, he would of course be pleasant and caring, but until then he would mind his own damn buisness.
Infact he had had every intention of getting into a different line, but as he approached, the only other Goblin at his desk seemed to realize he would have to do some work, and quickly put up the "Closed" sign. Leander frowned and let his brow furrow. The Goblin had not even spoken to Leander, and Leander already hated him with every ounce of being he posessed. So, he walked up to the "Closed" register and cleared his throat loudly with his hand balled into a fist before his mouth.
As the Goblin looked down at him with a scowl, Leander movd his hand from before his mouth and smoothed out his black sweater before he spoke. "I need acess to the Sacre family Vault. Now, please." He said sternly, but politely. The Goblin sneered at him and pointed to the sign. "I'm sorry sir, but I am closed. Please stand inline behind the Miss over there." He said with enjoyment in the fact he could tell Leander off. But the Slytherin would not have it. He frowned and folded his hands behind his back. "Perhaps I should telephone my father, Octavius, and have you tell him why you closed as I approached? Or, of he is not enough, perhaps my younger sister Malandra might remind you why not to deny any Sacre service... or even Castrus." The Goblin scowled more as he was threatened, and the mention of his family seemed to make him more inclined to help.
"Look, just stand in line behind the miss. You'll do no good threatening me, Sir." The Goblin retaliated, showing no signs of budging. So, with a long, drawn out sign, Leander cast a glare to the Goblin and made his way toward Bellacissa and stood a few feet behind her. He had his arms folded,a nd though he had a calm, patient look on his face, his body was tense and impatient. He kept his foot from tapping, but he was tapping his fingers across his arm.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 8:14 am
♪ Bellatrix Narcissa Love d'Mort ♪Bellacissa eyed the goblin, who seemed to be seriously weighting the girl's words, until he finally dropped his head droopingly. She had gotten to him, or at least reasoned the creature into reconsidering the position he had chosen earlier, then again her argument had been indisputable. Her last name might not stir the most positive of associations, and she could hardly blame anyone for cowering at it. She was not either one of her parents though, and in fact she even disassociated herself from them over the course of her previous year at Hogwarts. Now she was just sick and tired of being reminded of them time after time, why couldn't they just treat her like an individual without being all negatively obsessed with her last name."The sincerest of apologies on my behalf, young miss, I am afraid I was out of line" the goblin said clearly, though humbly. Bellacissa nodded kindly with a deep sigh, that had gone down rather well, she flashed a tiny glimpse of a smile at the Gringrotts employee. "I will dispatch someone to fetch you whatever reasonable amount you desire from our treasury, consider it my token of regret," the goblin said with what he thought to be a kind smile, but looked like he was suffering some sort of spasm."Alright, apology accepted, sixty Galleons will do," she attempted boldly, and to her every own suprise the goblin simply nodded without the blink of an eye. Before Bellacissa could raise the stakes a second a goblin had hastily approached at the disposal of the one before her. The two exchanged several words before the second creature scurried off and the first one returned his attention to the girl in front of him."One hundred Galleons will find their way to your pocket in no time, the remaining nine-tenth will find their way into your vault. I cannot stress enough the extend of my apology for my rude behaviour," the goblin said evne more humbly than before. Bellacissa had wanted to nodded and ensure the goblin his apology had been accepted and well-received, instead she was speechless. Compared to her own fortune the gesture might have been an insignificant addition, but to receive it out of the hands of a Gringrotts goblin was no small gesture. "I will have to ask you to step aside and let me continue my work by assisting the people behind you. May you ever need my assistance again, young miss, ask for Gornuk."Bellacissa stepped away from the desk, still rather dumbstruck as she turned to find a seat in which she would patiently wait for the money to be presented to her. In the procces she almost did not see Leander Sacre there, almost, because coming from a family like hers it was unavoidalbe to known the other infuencial wizarding families. Even without overhearing Leander's earlier dispute with a goblin she knew he had to be a Sacre and if she remembered well his name was Leander Acelin Sacre. Oh, how she hated having to know all the other families, but there had been no escaping it when lived at home. "Leander," she said with a curtious nod as she passed him on her way over to a seat.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 7:38 pm
"Bellacissa..." Leander replied lightly as she passed him and he was able to go up to the Goblin. He hoped that he was still humble and would give him no problems. As the Goblin looked down at him, Leander pulled a card that was the vault number, and code for the Sacre vault, and an identification card. He held the items out for the Goblin and waited a moment too long until the creature took the cards and scrutinized them carefully.
"You're brother was in the other day, correct?" The Goblin asked, Leander simply nodded, before chaning the subject. "I need one hundred and fifteen Galleons for my school supplies and such." He said simply. the Goblin simply nodded and called another Goblin, the one that had "closed" his station before, and told him to go get the correct ammount from the Sacre Vault. And after receiving a small glare from the Goblin, he made his way out of sight towards where the vault was assumed to be.
Leander then took his tame making his way to Bellacissa to take a seat next to her. With a kind smile he looked at her from his seat. "So, Bellacissa, how was your summer? Looking forward to getting back into School?" He asked as he folded his hands in his lap and brushed off a bit of dust on his dark pants.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 4:33 am
♪ Bellatrix Narcissa Love d'Mort ♪Bellacissa quirked a brow at Leander as he took a seat next to her, it was just small talk, but she wasn't expecting it. The Sacre family was one as pure as her own, both among the purest of bloodlines, but they hardly exchanged a single word before. In some way or another they were related as well, like all pure-bloods were related to each other in some way."Summer was grant, just grant, Leander. Imagine having to dodge your mother's hexes and live through your father's endless monologues, all bloody summer long," Bellacissa sighed as she rolled her eyes. "Can you imagine a more pleasant summer," she added sarcastically, "So, I take it from look on the goblin's face that he gave you a hard time as well."Bellacissa returned Leander's smile somewhat hesitantly, no sure of the sincerity of his actions. After all the Sacre family had already produced one son that turned out to be the biggest facade king around. Then again, having just been judge by just her last name herself, she did think he deserved a chance to prove himself for who he was. After all he did show a little more manner than his infamous brother usually did."After a summer like mine, how could anyone not look forward to getting back to Hogwarts" Bellacissa said with a wink and a smile. "What about yourself, aren't you looking forward to your return and while we're at it how was your summer," she asked kindly.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 9:47 pm
Leander simply nodded and furrowed his brow in a concerned way when she spoke summer. With a slight shrug he began to talk about his own. "Mine was far more pleasant in comparison." He said the paused to think, as if trying to remember something, then with a smile started again. "Though I was interested to hear from my father that my brother had a time limit and a requirment he had to meet if he wanted the fortune, or it would go to me. Which is quite entertaining. I look forward to my brother making an idiot of himself this year."
Bjut just as he had said it, he felt his composure slip and quickly reclaimed it, straightening his posture and smiling politely. "And I agree, if I had had to deal with that all summer, I too would be clawing at the bit to get back. I myself am looking forward to Quidditch. Nothing else really holds my intrest right now..." He trailed off as he thought about it, as if trying to proe himself wrong.
He didn't look up until she asked about the Goblin, to which he smirked and nodded. "The one who went to get my Galleons, closed his station as I came close. So yes, I had given him a hard time." He said with a bit of a glint that showed he was glad witht he Karma distributated to the rude Goblin. "I hope yours wasn't too horrid to you? I only heard snipits of the conversation.."
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 4:27 pm
♪ Bellatrix Narcissa Love d'Mort ♪Bellacissa smiled amused at Leander's comment on his brother; Castrus was possibly the biggest jerk she knew, he was definitely the reason she would not have struck up conversation with Leander from her side. She could see herself enjoying Castrus making a fool of himself as well; to her own, and probably popular, opinion the lad had it coming ages ago to be the centre of ridicule himself for once. Though she could totally see it happen that he would manage to turn the tides and come out better than before as he usually did."I think we could all enjoy him making an idiot of himself, Leander," she said grinning slightly. She had a little twinkle in her eyes as she thought of it some more, though realised soon enough that Castrus was still Leander's older brother. "No offence though, but he can sometimes be somewhat of a," she paused in an attempt to find the right words to phrase this, "Well, an inconsiderate jerk, really. Sorry if that did offence you though." She sighed, fearing the worst, after all she had no clue what she would react like herself had anyone mustered the nerve to speak of her siblings in such fashion. Bellacissa was an only child, and somewhat glad she was, at least she did not have to compete with anyone over being favoured by her parents. Though, she did not have to do so in any case for her mother already loathed her for the decisions she had made last year."Quidditch," she sighed, how she longed to be on the selection rather than the bench. "I'd love to be able to play a few matches, instead all I get to look forward to is practice. Since the try-outs I have never gotten to play an actual match, of course I could force myself an opertunity. It's really not in my nature to turn to such drastic measures to get my way, however," she said gravely, obviously refering to the possibly of sabotaging one of the selection players so they would have to call on her and she would get to fly in an actual house match."My goblin turned out to be alright in the end, had gave me quite a time on my last name to start with though," she sighed heavily, though never having been asshamed of her name she could not deny that other people's reaction to it never ceased to annoy her. "It's just my name, I can't help it and I refuse to hide from it, I rather like it. Well, the name itself, not the connections made to it, of course. I get treated either like royality due to my parents or like absolute filth, also due to them. Kinda makes me sad sometimes, but I will never be asshamed of it, never," she hissed, more to herself than anyone else in particular.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 9:19 am
Leanded smirked whern sdhe called his brother an inconsiderate jerk. "No no my dear, I quite agree. Castrus needs to be put in his place. I dread the day he ever becomes the head of the Sacre Family. I just know it would ruin our family name." He said with true concern. This name, it was his name. The name his ancestors had created and made well of themselves with. Sacre was a respected family in almost all of Europe, with Sacre's in Germany, France, England, Romania, Italy, the works. Leander merely hoped that Castrus wouldn't get the seat of power and ruin their name. But thne again, Malandra was a threat to the family's honour as well, being a total nut case and all.
"No one has the perfect family, whether it be parents, or siblings. Though, I do think my mother and father are great people, just very uninformed." He said with a half smile. He and his siblings never saw them. His mother was always traeling, and so wax his father, but while their mother traveled for pleasure, their father traveled so he could meet with all the Sacre's around Europe and see if anything was going on he needed to know about. It was like running a buisness.
As she mentioned quidditch, a rather Sltherin ike look of mischief crossed his features. "I am a beater you know. I could accidentally take down whatever person on your team you would like? I do enjoy hitting bludgers at people after all. But you'd just need to be worried about being hit when you enter the fray. I normaly just hit a bludger at the closest person." He said with a devilish grin. "But it would give you atleast some play time. And I promise to not bloody you up." He joked about the last bit. If he made this contract with Bellacissa, he would of course asked a favour of her if the need ever arose.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 5:01 pm
♪ Bellatrix Narcissa Love d'Mort ♪Bellacissa met Leander's grin with one of her own and to be fair the thought of what he described appealed a great deal. It would have to be either Leigh or Angelina, there wasn't a chance in hell Charlie Weasley could take the fall and have her take over. What was she thinking really, was she seriously searching for names matching position she would take and fly, she couldn't be it wasn't in her nature as she had said. No, this was plain wrong, and she needed to ensure that this line of thought did not occur again, after all it would cause nothing but trouble for a lot of people."I think I should tell you I'm not interested though," she said smiling uncomfortably, "It's really not in my nature to turn to such schemes against people, you know. I think I would really rather wait for our captain to appoint me fair and square." She paused, contemplating whether or not her point had been well made, whether or not she had conveyed her absolute reject of the idea Leander had brought to discussion. She did not want there to be any misconceptions, or have Leander pull the stunt without her consend thinking he was doing her a favour of some sorts."I think I should tell you I'm not interested though," she said smiling uncomfortably, "It's really not in my nature to turn to such schemes against people, you know. I think I would really rather wait for our captain to appoint me fair and square." She paused, contemplating whether or not her point had been well made, whether or not she had conveyed her absolute reject of the idea Leander had brought to discussion. She did not want there to be any misconceptions, or have Leander pull the stunt without her consend thinking he was doing her a favour of some sorts."To ensure no confusion ensue though, Leander - oh, could I call you like Leah or Lee. I would just like to say that although your idea does sound appealing I will have to ask you not to undertake such coarses of action on my behalf, okay," she explained plainly with a kind smile, hoping he would not take it the wrong way.
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