Chp.2 (A rainy day and a trader)
Lucias had worked late, so he stopped in the local tavern. He sat down at the bar next to a man in a dirty cloak (highly resembling a potato sack. The man had a gruff voice. He was talking to the bartender about something, but the bartender looked rather bored with the subject.
" I just pulled in to rest. I'm coming all the way from Egypt. I sell the slaves I find in Egypt in Romania, and I buy house elves there and sell them in Egypt. It's a good business". He seemed very proud of his job. And Lucias was full to brewing with joy. " You're a slave trader"? "Why, yes I am, how can I help you"? He might actually make some money tonight. This is what traders live for. Making money!
" I need a slave. One who can keep her mouth shut about my families affairs and where abouts, do work with out question, and doesn't mind being lonely." " Well most of the girls are rather fond of each other, and the boys are rambunctious and are for outdoor work, but I might just have one you might like. A girl who fits that description very well."
Both men looking really excited hopped off their barstools, Lucias paid for their drinks and they left. It was raining outside. The cold air hit their faces as they slushed through the puddles. The trader was leading him behind the tavern to what looked like a giant horse drawn carriage. About half the size of beaxbatons school carriage. There was a light on inside and he could here voices. " You'll really like er. She's polite quit and very hard working. She likes her space and to be left alone.