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It was silly to get excited over stationary but Jovi rather liked getting new things no matter what they were. Quills had a fresh feel, the scratching against parchment was crisp and glided with precision. The smell of new parchment was intoxicating to Jovi. Old parchment too actually, but there was something inspiring about blank parchment, a clean slate begging for creativity. "Okay." She said with a bit of a shrug of her shoulders, appearing indifferent about the prospect of going to the quill boutique but she'd probably purchase a decent amount of new quills, inkwells, various inks and of course new parchment. There was certainly plenty that would need ogling but Jovi would only purchase the finest. She'd keep the overly extravagant for personal use, writing letters to family mostly, diary entries and the such. "Ready when you are." She said, standing and collecting her coat, slipping the red jacket over her arms and buttoning it up, tying the belt in a well practiced bow before she picked up her handbag, hanging it from her right shoulder, catching a glance of that disgusting orange skirt they'd seen earlier. How people could go about looking so awful was simply shocking to Jovi and yet people did it every day. Someone needed to guide these people into knowing and understanding what fashion was but she sure as Merlin wasn't going to do it, she wasn't the charitable sort and had no intentions of ever being such.

Tag: Amelia Margaret Greengrass
Words: 245
Notes: <3
Outfit: Hell no!

To prove herself when the time came would not be an issue, nor would swearing any loyalty to the one named Lord Voldemort. Jovi could see merit in his actions, in his world view, and she could see that he was going to obtain his vision. Those that fought for him and along side him to achieve his vision would be highly rewarded and it was only natural for Jovian to want to be a part of it. She was a smart witch, she was opportunistic. There was a lot that Jovi wanted in life and she was certain she would get it all. She was driven and smart and not encumbered by fiscal matters. She could and would have the world at her feet after graduation but if Rodolphus thought she was going to be someone's lowly secretary then he had a other thing coming. There were other ways to use her looks and femininity around the ministry should she wish. The vast majority of department heads were male and she figured she'd be using that to her advantage. She wasn't going to whore herself out, Merlin no! She had friends she could whore out. Jovi was from a highly respectable family, she wasn't going to sully her reputation for a bit of office gossip, however the idea of blackmail was so very tantalising. Jovi could just envision herself worming her way into a decent position at the ministry, taking full advantage of everyone and everything available to her and because she was young and so very attractive, she was even more certain she could get away with just about everything she ever wanted.

"I see." She paused, a slight smile on the corners of her lips, "I'll think it over." She said, knowing this wasn't a decision to make lightly. This would require a lot of thought usually but in reality Jovi had already thought about the pros and cons of joining the ranks known as the 'Death Eaters' and she was more than happy to do what was needed, kill whoever was needed in order to be apart of the glory that would await, however what she would need to think about was which department at the ministry would she be most beneficial? Where would she be well utilised for getting useable intel for Lord Voldemort? There were a lot of places within the Ministry but there was bound to be something perfect for her, for what was needed and without having her running about, making appointments for some overpaid suit with a bad hair cut. "I'll get back to you with my decision, expect an owl before the end of the month, dear cousin." Jovi smiled sweetly and moved away from the desk, "Is that all for today?" She asked, certain her older cousin would try and berate her in some way over sending him an owl with her decision however she knew to be careful in what such a letter would say to her cousin, there was a chance the ministry was watching Rodolphus. As one of the elites in the wizarding world and coming from such a pure and wealthy background he was bound to have suspicions and aspersions cast his way, Rabastan too, so perhaps a career in the Magical Law Enforcement Department would be an area to look in to. Get the heads up on any raids and arrests planned before they happen, learn who was tracking whom and to where, see if she couldn't just change a little information here and there if Hit Persons and Aurors were getting too close then she could throw them off the trail or organise for some false information and leads to fall into their laps. Another predominantly male department that she could exploit as she chose.

Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
Words: 632
Notes: <3 This was partially done on mobile. Enjoy weird typos if there are any. If there aren't then I'm epic xD
Outfit: Ditching Valentine's and Polyvore without choice

They were getting down to business and as she caught the gist of what Rodolphus wanted to talk to her about Jovi's expression changed a little. Her features soften and she paid her old cousin more attention than she had been before. He was actually talking about something worthy of her attention so she was willing to give him a little more respect than she'd ever given before, even if he was being a complete arse at the moment, acting like a smug twit. Naturally that was just his personality and while Jovian was prepared to act a little more sensible given the subject of their discussion, she doubted her cousin would. Men did not mature, not really, they were all just giant children it was just that some were richer than others and got away with ruling the world. It was unjust and unfair but Jovi wasn't going to bitch and moan about it, she was going to do what she thought was right and at the moment, the idea of becoming a Death Eater, or at least helping in any way that she could, seemed not only exciting but also ... well no, it was just mostly exciting for the young red head.

"I'm interested." She said with certainty, watching her cousin closely. She was most definitely interested and had been for quite some time. She was a little annoyed it had taken Rodolphus so long to approach her about this subject but at least it was making up for her crappy date with Tom. She had no idea what Rodolphus expected her to do to prover her loyalty but Jovian was arrogant enough to believe she'd be capable of anything asked of her, regardless of what it was. Her mind travelled to killing mudbloods in her year and she was happy enough with that, there were few peers that she had any actual connection with so killing one or two here or there was no problem. She'd never actually killed a human before but she was fairly certain it wouldn't bother her the way it would most people. She was quite fascinated with the whole concept of dying so this was really more of a fantastic opportunity for her than she'd originally been thinking, and once she was a Death Eater, when that time came, then she'd be able to take to the streets in their attacks and have what she assumed was a bloody fantastic night of murder and cocktails - because every girl needed a cocktail after a fantastic night of killing, she assumed!

Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
Words: 427
Notes: <3
Outfit: Ditching Valentine's and Polyvore without choice

Jovi parted ways with Fin a while back and joined her friends. There were plenty of questions from them all, wanting to know all about the hot guy she'd been seen dancing with that had practically told Tom to fuck off! Once they found out he was the owner they were instantly smitten, a few of the girls breaking away to stalk Fin for the night, no doubt hoping for a midnight snog with the most handsome guy in the club. Jovi wasn't bothered, they were young. Fin, she figured, wouldn't waste his time with girls still in school. He actually seemed decent and had taste. Her probably had some kinky fantasies about school girl uniforms and whatever else but it wasn't like he'd want actual school girls, most of them were immature as hell. She wasn't, but that was because she was smarter than the rest.

The night was fun. Tom apologised and made it up to her ten fold through the night. They danced and got on with one another like there had been nothing at all the matter in the first place. Jovi kept him on a short leash for the rest of the night, keeping him close but so people could see the two of them together. She didn't know why, she just enjoyed being that little bit possessive of him and in fairness he seemed to be doing the same with her. Eventually it was time to count down to the new year. She stood next to him, counting down along with the rest of the crowd. She'd finished her drinks and intended on going to the bar with Tom after the count down and a decent midnight snog but her plans were changed by circumstance she'd not foreseen but that she wasn't disapproving of in the slightest.

Her eyes locked on to Fin's as Tom stood over his shoulder, having stumbled back a few paces. Without hesitation Fin moved in towards her, grabbing her and kissing her all in one move. Her arms came up over his shoulders and she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, pressing her body in against his, as he pulled her close, hoping to feel some kind of reaction. Any other guy and she would have shoved him in the throat but because it was Fin she kissed him back, moaning softly as her eyes fluttering closed, not giving a single care about her boyfriend that he had been expecting a kiss with her to bring in the New Year. Jovi thought it was all absolutely perfect, Fin was most definitely the man she'd rather be kissing and once she was graduated from school holy hell and all that was magical, he'd better watch out. She was coming for him and she wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer. If he had a girlfriend by then, who gave a damn? She was going to date this ridiculous son of a bitch if it was the last thing she ever did.

Tag: Finley Charles Avery and everyone!
Words: 505
Notes: <3 Happy New Year, loves!!
Outfit: Shine Bright!

Jovi didn't much know about what it was like to grow up in a larger family. She had two brothers and that was it. They were both a year younger than her and twins, thankfully not identical so there was never any problems with differentiating between the two. She never got why some families were so big. The case of the Burkes she understood. They had a son, daughters followed and when they finally had their spare heir they stopped having children. Amy's family just kept going and Jovi couldn't see the point. When she was married she'd have her heir and the spare and e done. Probably. It would depend on her husband and the types of genetics at play there. If there was anything unhealthy about any of her heirs then she'd have a spar spare, just in case. You had to be prepared for those sorts of things. There were too many variables and Jovi wanted to be safe. It wasn't that she was a baby machine for some guy, but she was a necessity in continuing some of the purist bloodlines in the wizarding world. She didn't so much care about making her husband or family name proud but she did care about continuing magic through the purist lines possible and she was one of the purist.

"So just tell the pompous bitches to shove it," Jovi shrugged. She wasn't sure what Lysander's sisters were actually like, she'd seen them about at gatherings, heard of them and knew of each of their careers a little but that was about all, they were nothing more than passing conversational topics really, somehow related to Fin she believed but then everyone was related somehow if you went far enough back. She was related to the Lestranges through marriage, the Parkinsons through blood and a lot of other families. So long as she didn't end up married to a cousin or second cousin then she'd be fine, also so long as they weren't a complete and utter wimp. She needed someone with a bit of backbone, someone that would be a decent challenge on an intellectual level. Okay, she was going to need quite a lot to keep her satisfied and she wasn't sure if such a guy existed but if he did, she would find him, she would marry him and she would give him heirs, all the while following her own career path and becoming, hopefully, a Death Eater!

Tag: Amelia Margaret Greengrass
Words: 411
Notes: <3
Outfit: Hell no!

Rodolphus clearly knew how it would look and he seemed not to care about his reputation. While he may not have cared much for either of their reputations, Jovian certainly cared about her own. "Oh please, Rodolphus. You may go in for such a reputation these days but it's certainly not a rumour I'm interested in encouraging." She said, her words slightly hissedNow if there were some tragic family news that her was passing along it would be more than suitable to be seen with him, but it was unlikely she'd be so lucky. She had no idea why her cousin would be wanting to visit and talk to her but she hoped it wouldn't last long, whatever their discussion might hold. She had better things to do than hang about some middle aged creep that wanted to spend his weekend in a village full of teens getting a break from school and enjoying a little romance. Yeah, her cousin was most certainly creepy but she wouldn't hold it against him, it wasn't as if she had much to do with him at any other times and he was a Death Eater, not that she found that intimidating, she just found it potentially useful for the future - she wanted to become a death eater and with family already there it only made sense that Rodolphus might some day be able to bring her in to the ranks, provided his chauvinistic attitude wasn't too much, but if it was then she was willing to bet Rabastan was also a death eater and probably a safer way to go, Rodolphus had arrogance pouring out of every orifice.

Sneaking off to talk to Rodolphus was something noticeable. Heading somewhere alone and disapparating was easy to go unnoticed. It wasn't as if she was tied to Hogsmeade, she was an adult after all, had been for a while now yet Rodolphus seemed intent on talking to her like she was just some child. Perhaps he was forgetting that he was the one seeking her, she owed him nothing and if he wasn't family she would have told him to kindly take his pompous arse back off to whatever hole he'd clawed his way out of. Luckily for Rodolphus she had a little more class than to say such a thing to family. "Oh for Merlin's sake." She said, shaking her head a little, "I'll meet you at your manor." She told him, taking a breath and picking up her pace a little, walking away from Rodolphus, taking a sip of her coffee as she went. She wasn't going to leave until her coffee was finished.

Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
Words: 441
Notes: <3 Finally dressed her xD
Outfit: Ditching Valentine's