59. Ignore
“And then she just kept whining over and over about, ‘My Lucius’ this ‘My Draco’ that. Honestly, it’s ridiculous and---- Rudolphus are you ignoring me?”
The dark haired man turned lazily towards his wife.
“What?” She asked, irritated at how he was looking at her.
“You are your sisters are all alike; you’re just as bad as them, you know.” He mused, idly scratching his beard.
Bellatrix threw her glass of wine into the fire in protest, causing glass to shatter and the flames to jump.
“Childish as well.” He stated. Smirking, he turned his attention back to his book.
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