July 5th, 1889 — The Painted Lady, Hogsmeade
Despite almost being late for her own tea date she found she was not the last one to arrive. Of their little trio only Bellona appeared to be present thus far. Disappointed but optimistic that they would be joined by Angeline any minute anyway, Tig forced herself to put her displeasure to one side. Arriving at the table, she shot her friend an insincere grin. "Bellona, how good it is to see you, it seems like it's been an age!" It certainly did seem like a long time but she wasn't altogether certain whether she was pleased to be seeing her quite yet. Friends or not, Tig didn't always feel at ease around Bellona the same way she did Angeline.
Tig sat herself down at the table across from Bellona. "While we wait, you must tell me everything I've missed. You really don't write to me often enough." Never mind that she rarely bothered to initiate correspondence herself unless she specifically wanted something, nor that she had been the one to withdraw from society completely to run wild for months on end. Not that her friends ever needed to know that fine detail.
Bellona Zabini
Tig sat herself down at the table across from Bellona. "While we wait, you must tell me everything I've missed. You really don't write to me often enough." Never mind that she rarely bothered to initiate correspondence herself unless she specifically wanted something, nor that she had been the one to withdraw from society completely to run wild for months on end. Not that her friends ever needed to know that fine detail.
