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you had me at "let's burn down wizarding britain"
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"Mm, I look forward to it. Though a front row seat wouldn't go amiss in the meantime..."

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"We will see." She stands smoothly, revealing herself to be taller than Bellatrix by a head or so. "Come, the food should be ready. You can tell me more about yourself while we eat."

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Why are all the pretty girls taller than her. This is unfair. (Maybe she can talk the Dark Lady into some muggle-style heels...)

Bellatrix stands, brushing down her skirt a bit. "Lead the way."

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To the dining room, which is also in good repair. A house elf wearing a tasseled cap and a mismatched pair of wooly socks has just finished setting two places at the head of the table.

"Will Miss be needing anything else?" he inquires.

"No, thank you, Dobby," she responds. "I will call you when we have finished." The elf nods and disappears with a crack.

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She grins at the house elf, then, after he leaves: "I like a woman who practices what she preaches," she says with a little laugh, before taking a seat.

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"Dobby has negotiated for a wage and one day off a month. The other elves think he is quite insane, but he seems happy enough."

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"Sanity's overrated."

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"Quite."

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"So, what's for dinner?"

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Some of Bellatrix's favorites are on offer, as they take their seats.

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"You really did your research on me."

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"The first impression is always the most important."

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"I feel very impressed." She sips at her drink, grinning at the woman over it. "Wine and dine me, flatter me, show me you're willing to go out of your way to tempt me, let me know you have excellent information, that you can spy without me noticing... Could make some women uneasy."

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"Only those who feel they should fear me."

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"I'm not one for fear."

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"So I see."

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Heh.

"So, what did you want to know about me?"

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"Tell me," she says as she passes a morsel of meat to her snake, "what it is you most dislike about the current government of wizarding Britain."

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She hums. "Well, it's a government, formed by wizards, with British culture... But if I had to name one thing - it's honestly as much cultural, though a lot is enshrined in law. I hate the nepotism."

"It's utterly ridiculous," quick grin, "Though maybe convenient, that one or more of the Black seats in the Wizengamot will go to me if the right people drop dead without remembering to disown me first. It's ridiculous that there are family seats. Fake democracy and the trappings of a monarchy we don't even consider ourselves subject to are not a very appealing combination. Have one ruler with an heir of their choosing if they can't swing immortality, or let all the people have a say. None of this half and half false compromise where the commons are told they can elect a Minister who'll just pander to the noble houses anyways."

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"So if you had your way, what would you replace that with?"

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Shrug. "A government that'll leave me alone. But if I had to participate - I'd rather something led by one person I trust, with advisors covering specialties. No nepotism, no acknowledgement of blood family as a thing elevated above everything else. That'd require a lot of legal changes and probably some experimentation, but 'the government runs on merit, not family' would be a start. Advisors and department heads and everyone are chosen for talent, loyalty, and personality - no doormats who'll let their superiors walk over them with no questions asked."

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"That would be ever so much more efficient. Even if" she laughs, "not many of the current system would survive such changes."

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"Hardly a sacrifice."

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"One that all members of the Final Dawn should be willing to make. It pleases me that you do not hold this as an objection."

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"Almost the opposite."

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