Tree arch...

Lamia was walking through, the sun dappling her black trench coat. She inhaled the sickly sweet scent of the flowers. She was bored and the temptation was starting to grow inside her, yet the only thing holding her, was her mother's words.

She could almost feel her fingers of her right hand inching towards her wand to apparate away. Her left hand reached towards the back of her neck, to the scar. She took a sharp breath as her sharp nails clawed into the incision. The blood and pain withheld her and her right hand lowered.

She sank down onto her knees, waiting for her temptation to go, she was breathing heavily, smiling bitterly to herself...

Lena walked slowly, almost silently threw the arch way. One candle followed behind her as she walked book in hand. Her blond hair flowed down her back what little wind caching a few strands blowing them around. The light from the other candles floating in place bouncing off her hair as she walked. At a pace all her own not to fast... never too slow. From far away people mistaken her for for Lamia... Her Aunt. Though there was never that many people around to mistake her any longer. Lena kept her eyes down on her book reading it all very very carefully.

Lena hearing foot steps quickly stepped to the side closing the book and putting it behind her back as she looked out for Lamia being extra quite at the moment. Though further down the path she saw a different women. One she had seen over here once before though never talked to. Waiting quietly on the side of the arch way she opened up her book carefully waiting for the women to pass.

Looking over her book again Lena shut it carefully all her attention focused on the women in front of her. Looking her over carefully quickly she dropped her eyes to the floor now.
"I am sorry, but I haven't got the slightest clue where my Aunt seems to be..."

Lena nodded, "Indeed." Carefully she put her hands behind her back holding the book along with it as well. Most did not even know Lamia had family that was around or was in her even present life. Though most did not even know Lena was alive, nor who she was related to for that matter. Looking back up at Blaire she study her features. The shocked look on her face gave it all away. " I do not know when she will be back."

( I got this!)

Lena slowly walk around her for a moment before stopping back where she was standing book still in hand. " I am going to go out on a limb here and say your here for someone to talk to just in general?"

"Your a death eater too then just like Aunt Lamia as well?" Watching her she wanted to know more about the women that stood in front of her. Lamia and her did share some things in common in the appearance department. Some had even said before they looked the same just Lena younger. Though that was up for question.

"Why? you don't look mean?" Lena was truly interested in her answer.

Pointing at the last one on the right, Louie she believed. He looked like a Louie. "He looks a bit mean... maybe a dick."

Lena with drew her hand slightly placing it behind her back.
"So... your friends with Aunt Lamia then? Or ya know... lovers or something?"

" People cheat all the time... " Lena slowly looked back up at her an interesting look up at her face. "She never has had friends over before atlest while ive been around."

Getting closer she whispered. "Well... people always say they love one another." Backing up a bit she smiled a little.
"Oh You know... Around,"

Smiling a little she nodded. " Yeah... a little here and there ya know."