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[sunburnthair.livejournal.com]

[Draco comes on screen and he's remarkably paler than usual, wide eyed, looks like he's probably puked a little in his mouth. He's terrified, is what I'm saying. He says in a really small, quavering voice:]

Help. Uh...I don't know how to reach the pole-ice and--And--

Some-someone's dead.




[He's found Bellatrix dead, but he's wary enough not to say publicly just who...]

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[onewrongword]

I could give a damn less what my word means to you. We're finished here.

[He will not allow Draco to be dragged into this mess; Muggle law can get buggered and bent, for Snape's not got much care for it. He reaches out to Draco, and says, very simply.]

We're leaving. Why don't you investigate the murder, instead of digging for Bellatrix's dirty laundry?

[Best get moving, Draco.]

[fliesacomet260.livejournal.com]

[ Tonks just looks at Snape. She doesn't know what he thinks she's doing. Instead of getting into a pissing contest and dragging it out further, Tonks decides it's best to let it go for the moment.

It's strange. If she didn't know any better, and she's not sure that she doesn't, she might suspect Snape of trying to cover for Bellatrix. It could also be that Snape's just being protective of Draco. Snape is taking in Draco for the night after all.

Tonks isn't sure either way. ]

Alright, Draco. If I have any other questions I'll be in touch.

[sunburnthair.livejournal.com]

[He stands on his own, tucking his hands in his pockets and and glowering. Not really just at Tonks, but everything in general.]

Sure, whatever. You know how to reach me.

[He steps in beside his professor, ready to leave the bloody place and far from any lurking killers.]