Episodes (Isaac/Bella/Safira)

[choices]

Vivienne sat down at her beside with a piece of blank parchment, and her favorite writing quill. Her mother was in the other room sobbing. Vivienne tried to block out the sound, but it was too hard. She was supposed to be writing the letter to her father in Azkaban, the one her mother was making her write. She didn't enjoy her mother's depressing company, but it was all that she had, and she wanted to make things better, for herself, and her siblings. She was the youngest of four, but she acted like she was the adult.

Before Vivienne realized what she was doing, she began to draw. A scrunched up nose appeared, then a large set of glistening, inky eyes. She outlined the eyes perfectly, then stared on the outline of the face. Before too long, she had a picture of a random stray that she fed on a regular basis at the train station. She hadn't meant to start drawing, but once she got going, she wouldn't stop until the drawing was complete, not matter how extravagant. Before too much longer, Vivienne, with ink stains on her fingers and even black streak across her nose from scratching an itch, placed the picture on her beside. Within minutes she was asleep. While dreaming, her door creaked open, without her notice. It was...

[malfoy]

Isaac slipped quietly into the room after having to sit with his crying mother for a long time. She said that she still loved Draco, regardless of what he had done to her. He had never really gotten along with his father, in spite of the fact that physically they looked like carbon copies. Isaac thought his mother was mad for still wanting Draco, even after his countless affairs came to her knowledge. It was only two in the afternoon and Vivienne was sleeping. He knelt on the floor so he would beat her level. "Viv," Isaac whispered. "Viv, wake up,"

[choices]

Viv rolled over and opened her eyes. She smiled when she saw Isaac. "Hi Izzy." she replied sleepily. She sat up and rubbed her head, yawning. She smoothed out the kinks in her hair with her hand. "How is Mother?" she asked, suddenly serious. She knew Isaac was in the room consoling their mother. She hated it when Isaac babied their mother, but she loved Isaac too much to hold that against him.

[malfoy]

"Throwing an hysterical fit last I checked," said Isaac, getting up off the floor and then sitting at the foot of Vivienne's bed. Today he had been planning on doing something special with Vivienne, he had already messed up with Bellatrix, he didn't need two of his sisters hating his guts. "She wouldn't let me leave for hours," Isaac added with a slight roll of his eyes. "Do you want to go get an ice cream? We could take the Underground into London and go to Fortiscue's."

[choices]

Vivienne perked up at the mention of Fortiscue's. Her brother knew her so well. "Sure." she replied with a cute smile. She took a brush off of her bedside and quickly combed through her tangled hair. She slipped into some of her favorite shoes and smooth out the dress she was wearing. Looking back towards Isaac, she held out her hand. "Let's go." she smiled.

((OOC: Mind if I bring in Raychel momentarily since she is the cashier at Fortiscue's?))

[malfoy]

Isaac gave a slight smile, and they then made their way through the largeness of the Malfoy Manor, the place was huge, a visitor could easily get lost. And of course, Draco had insisted they get anti-aparation charms placed on every last inch of the place, so they were forced to walk. Since their neighbourhood was, for lack of a better term, in the middle of nowhere, it would take them a bit to get to the nearest station, but Isaac was planning on driving one of the twenty sports cars that belonged to Draco, they were of no use to him in Azkaban. "How fast do you want to go?" asked Isaac with a smile as he slipped into the nearest one.

[choices]

Vivienne shrugged. She smiled knowingly at Isaac as she slipped into the backseat. Buckling up, she gripped onto the sides. Isaac knew how fast she liked to go. They made outings like this all the time, and by now he could easily tell from her body language how fast she wanted. If she was gripping the seat like she was doing at that very moment, she wanted to go fast. Normally, this was what she wanted. She loved riding along with Isaac, riding in her father's cars. It was her chance to be free.

[malfoy]

"Hold on then," said Isaac with a smirk, small glint appearing in his eyes, speed was his thing, and since they were so far out in the middle of nowhere, there weren't any police to enforce speed limits. Isaac went slowly out of the driveway, and then floored it. His eyes flickered toward the speedometer for a fraction of a second, it was all the way at the highest setting it could go. Isaac looked back at Vivienne through the rear view mirror, she looked like she was having fun to him.

[choices]

Vivienne was thrilled. If she could put her hands up and scream, she would. The speed of the car, however fast it was going, was producing so much force. Her breath was caught lingering in the back of her throat. And she loved it.

Vivienne liked Isaac driving her father's cars. Plus, Draco had no idea they were doing it. With that sense of freedom, even in the hands of a ten year old, was the best thing anyone could have. Vivienne had the best of both worlds. One was being able to do things like this, and the other was being able to go home afterward to an elegant dinner at the Malfoy Manor.

[malfoy]

The drive to the closest Underground station that would have normally taken two hours only took him fifteen minutes, he only slowed when he knew police were around. Isaac pulled into a parking spot and opened the door to the car. He read the schedule from across the lot with ease, the next train to London would leave in ten minutes. That would give them plenty of time to get tickets and get to the station.

[choices]

Vivienne hopped out of the car, fixing her wind-swept tresses. She smiled at Isaac and took his hand as they proceed to buy tickets. She waited patiently, watching Isaac's every move. After they retrieved the tickets, the still had plenty of time to get to the station. She remained slient, peacefully following behind her brother.

[malfoy]

Isaac took a moment with the muggle money, he was not used to it as he seldom had reason to use it. He had probably taken a bit longer than most people, as the woman behind the counter took notice. "Are you foreign?" she asked. "Yes," Isaac told her in a flawless Romanian accent. "This is the first time I have used pounds," The kindly lady helped him, although he did not have that much difficulty. They walked away with two tickets for the two thirty train to London. Isaac sat down on one of the benches, leaving enough space for Vivienne to sit next to him.

[choices]

Vivienne practically jumped onto the bench next to Isaac. She moved over close enough for Isaac to wrap an arm around her. She had different attitudes for different things, and now was not an exception. At times, Viv could be a proper little lady. That was her first nature, since her parents raised her to be so. Her second was to act how she was now. Around her siblings, and only her siblings, she acted the way she wanted. She wouldn't stop acting like a normal ten year old, only if she had the choice.

[malfoy]

They waited in silence until the train pulled to a stop in front of them. As Isaac suspected, they were the only ones on that train, but it would probably be a lot more crowded when they came back as people were making their commute home from work. The train started slowly, and then picked up speed. "I hope mum hasn't been driving you completely insane," said Isaac, he felt genuinely bad for Vivienne, all alone with their mother.

[choices]

Vivienne looked up at Isaac. She bit her lip. "No, she's not. Not entirely anyway." she replied softly. She placed her hands in her lap and sighed. "She's... well, you know... delirious. You know about the letters she makes me write to dad, don't you?" she asked. She wasn't sure if her siblings knew of her constant torture in the Malfoy Manor. Bella probably wouldn't care, but Isaac and Safira would. She waited patiently for Isaac's reply.