𝒐. in which scarlet bridget is the epitome of everything sirius black hates.
━━━ ❛ somewhere along the way, I realised it's always been you ❜ 'ˎ˗
book I of the fatal flaw series
sirius black 𝒙 fem!oc
marauders era
rosyclarissa, 20...
𝗔𝗖𝗧 𝗜𝗜𝗜 ━━ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛 𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘 123. one who tore apart many
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MINISTRY july, 1981
"𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗜𝗡," 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗗 𝗨𝗣𝗢𝗡 a knock on the door at her Ministry office, and her secretary stood with a bored look on his face. Don't get him wrong, he loved his job but just this morning, he got told off by Scarlet for gossiping too much and was now officially fussy with everything he is saying or doing.
"There is a Lorelei Lantsov asking for you," Kai said with a tiny, nonchalant shrug, "says it's urgent."
Scarlet squinted her eyes, that name sounded so familiar. Then it clicked in her mind, "Lantsov?"
"Yes," Kai replied oddly politely, "the Unspeakable."
"Please, tell her to wait out in the conference room, I'll be with her in a moment."
"Of course, milady" Kai deadpanned, and then his expression was completely changed to a mischievous one, "Also, any idea why Bartemius Crouch's son has been lingering about?"
"In our department?" The girl asked for confirmation.
"No, just sneaking around other areas." He answered, "there's also those nasty rumours going around, you know? That he's a..." he dramatically turned around to make sure nobody was listening, and grinned whilst whispering, "a death eater."
"I'm not sure about all that gossip," she replied, sceptical and confused. He nodded before closing the door after stepping out. Barty Crouch Sr. would drop dead than ever spend a second with his son, Scarlet found his whereabouts and visits to the Ministry suspicious.
The witch quickly finished whatever she was working on, putting the papers into a neat file and shoving them in her drawers. She made her way to where she asked Lantsov to wait, and sent her a charming smile as soon as she entered.
"Lantsov," she greeted with a nod, shaking her hand politely, "long time no see."
Except, Bridget did not receive a warm greeting in return and instead, Lantsov gripped her wrist and started to tug her down the corridor, the pair started to walk further away from the Law Enforcement section of the building.
