Aria walked through the path that led up to her house, having just returned from feeding her dragon, Lantern. Waiting for her by the front door was a letter, apparently dropped off by an owl.


She picked it up and tore it open.
Miss. Casanov,

It appears there could have been a mistake with your reccent test results here at St. Mungo's. If you would kindly come in for a second test we can find out if you are truly pregnant.

Healer Pye

She was going to kill Pye. She entered her house, threw the letter in the lit fireplace and poured herself a scotch. And smiled. She might not be pregnant after all. She was still going to do something about Ladder, once and for all.

Her musings were interrupted by a knock at the door. It better not be Fox again, she thought, last time he had stunned one of her trolls. She looked at the wall in the sititng room she hadn't fixed yet; she had demolished half the room the other day.

Sighing she set down her glass and walked into the entrance hall, opening the door.

As soon as Aria opened to the door, she got straight to the point of why she was here."So, I heard you screwed Ladder and got knocked up, is that true?" She asked, with a smirk on her face, she already looked a little ticked off, but she couldn't wait to so what she'd do when she knew she knew.

Aria eyes narrowed into slits of anger and she waved Allison in.

"Who told you that?" she said softly, rage building inside of her everytim she heard that sentence, or something similar.

"And I was drunk," she said. still mad at herself for sleeping with him. God, he was a mud-blood. As if she'd ever sleep with him sober.

"Your cousin. And I'd hope you were drunk, if you did it sober, I think I'd kill you." She said stepping in, amused at her anger. "Are you keeping it?" she asked. If she had some mudbloods kid, she'd get rid of it as soon as she could, some might call her heartless but she wouldn't let that stay in her.

"Alessandra? I'm going to kill her," she said, knowing she probably wouldn't, but she'd hex her for opening her mouth.

"And if I had been sober you wouldn't need to kill me, I would have killed myself." she replied.

"As for the..." she couldn't bring herself to say 'baby' "St. Mungo's thinks they might have made a mistake. If it turns out they didn't, well of course I'm not keeping it!"

What would her family say? She was NDE for god's sake, she hated mud-bloods!

"As for Ladder..." she said, thinking, "I have to do something about him..."

"Everyone better hope they did, you wouldn't want it getting out to anyone else. You're lucky it was me out of all the other NDE she could have talked too." Trey would have said congratulations, but that was beside the point. "If you kill him, can I watch?" she asked.

"Sure. I'm headed up to his office tomorrow, plus I sent my useless cousin to scare him a little. Actually, I asked her to kill him but that's a moot point because she won't. She can never make up her mind about anything, she'd make a hopeless Death Eater."

"Why do you want to watch?" she asked, curious. "Do you have your own problems with him?"


[OCC: If Allison wants to watch, there's a topic in his staff office I'm waiitng for him to respond in. :) ]

"No, I've never met him, I just need something to do, other than bringing deer in and watching my cats hunt them, but I'll try to come." She just wanted to see how messy it got. "So what's the deal with That Quinn guy?" she asked.

She laughed, "Ah Quinn. I caught him tresspassing on my grounds. Forced Veritaserum down his throat and learned a lot of interesting things, like the fact he was a spy.

So I showed him around my torture chamber, poked his eyes out and burned away a bunch of his back with acid, amongst other things. Why, did you run into him?" she asked.

"I was wondering what happened." She had seen his eye thought he had met an animal he couldn't get. "A few times. Tried out a few new knifes. I really don't see what's holding him together, you'd think he'd just die already. Pitty he was a liar, I almost liked him."

"I know what you mean," she said. "I knid of liked him myself."

"So what have you been up to?" she asked.


[OOC: soory its short ;] ]

"Nothing much, just trying to find things to do." she said with a shrug. "What about you?" she asked and smirked, she just couldn't help it. "Besides screwing around with Ladder, that it."