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It's groovy, I guess Alessandra Demetria Carrow. 67. 23 years old. KNIGHTS OF TALIONIS.

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tenaciousteddylupin:

Teddy frowned, something about the way the girl spoke making him feel slightly uncomfortable. In his experience, it was never so easy to talk about dead parents, whether they were good parents or not was irrelevant. “Oh-” He said, at the mention of Harry Potter, annoyed that he had given himself away but also grateful for the change in subject. “Uh- I guess it would be, yeah. I’ve never gotten used to people loving him like that… he’s always just been Harry to me.” He looked at the necklace again, feeling another spark of curiosity. He couldn’t understand the way she was talking about her family, as though they were terrible people but she didn’t mind that fact? She was becoming increasingly difficult to read. “Why did she give it to you? If she didn’t want to?” He asked, figuring if that was too personal a question then she wouldn’t have told him. 

“I lived abroad for a while--- is he still as famous now as he was then?” Alessandra quizzed. She missed out on two wars and had to play catch up somehow. Why not ask a direct source? By the time she spoke to Teddy, she’d told at least three different strangers three different stories about the stolen necklace. So she was just saying the first things that came to mind. “She was dying and I’m an only child-- it’s like an heirloom and she didn’t want to ruin family tradition just because she hated me.” Alessandra shrugged simply. Truth was, Alessandra didn’t know anyone except her father and her cousins, the infamous Carrow twins.

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rxbxstxns:

Rabastan held her even tighter, some sort of electricity coursing through him and between them. He had never felt so connected to her before. It was exhilarating. That spell had really done wonders not only for the future, but for this moment, right here, between them. That was enough for Rabastan, even if the entire thing turned out to be some stupid joke, even if this was all some fucked up version of Hell waiting for the drop into suffering. “Never,” he replied, kissing her with even more force. “Never again.”

Alessandra easily fell back, her head nearly hanging off the end of the bed as she brought Rabastan on top of her. “Prove it.” She whispered, almost angelically, into his ear. Her fingers ran along his jawline as she took in his features again. It’d been years since she saw him, since she felt him--- it was like she had to remember every detail of him all over again. There was a chance they could die again, but only if someone killed both of them at the exact same time. And no one could, because no one would know what she did to the both of them. 

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rxbxstxns:

Rabastan had gone completely off the rails when Alessandra died. He didn’t know how he was supposed to handle it. He didn’t know how he was supposed to survive after she died, so he didn’t bother himself with thinking about his own survival. Instead, he only thought about what he could do to get revenge, and the best way to do that was to wreak as much havoc as possible. Now that he had her back, however, he didn’t know what he was supposed to do next. He just knew he’d follow her to the ends of the earth if she asked. He gripped her tighter, tight enough to leave bruises. “Don’t you dare leave again.”

As she died, Alessandra remembered thinking it was okay-- thinking that he didn’t need to waste his tears. The Dark Lord promised she’d return soon, only she never did. It took her forty-three years to be reunited to her true love. Her fingers ghosted over the sides of his face, wanting to be gentle though a devilish grin grew on her lips as his grip tightened. “I don’t know, Bas. I might slip through your fingers again.” Alessandra mumbled, nails digging into the back of his neck.

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bcllatrlx:

Killed in their first mission, that was right…The poor girl. It was almost comical how tragic it was. Would it have been rude for Bellatrix to laugh? Biting down on her lip, she decided against it. Alessandra had been cut off before she had ever really began and Bellatrix had gone on to be Voldemort’s most trusted. She was grateful that she had retained all he had taught her for this new war. Taking one of the jellybeans for herself, Bellatrix grew serious. “So, what is all this really about?”

She was surprised at the fact that Bella was subtle on the matter. Alessandra had talked so much about the fight, it was almost poetic of her to be killed before it really begun. Her brow arched at Bella taking her food-- to steal from a thief. “I was promised a speedy resurrection.” She stated simply before looking up at the other. “It’s been forty-three years. I’m only here to make up for lost time.” Alessa shrugged.

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tenaciousteddylupin:

Teddy shrugged, running a hand through his hair and pulling it down so that he could see its current colour. “It can be…” He admitted. “Although I suppose I only really enjoy it because it makes me feel closer to my mum.” It felt strange sharing such an intimate detail with a stranger, but he was often one to not realise he had crossed a line until he was well over it. His mouth quirked at the phrase ‘lucky duck’. “I do.” He confirmed. “And a rather large extended family… well, my godfather’s family, really. But family isn’t always blood, is it?” He turned his gaze back to his paperwork, toying with a corner of the parchment. “I have three homes that I love very, very much. My gran’s, Harry’s house and my own apartment.” He admitted, not noticing his slip-up. “I’m very lucky… and very grateful.” He eyed the girl’s necklace again. “Did you say your gran gave that to you?” He asked. “Are you close with her?”

“I get all my crazy bits from my father, and believe me when I say I don’t want to be any closer to him than I am now. And he’s in his grave.” Alessandra admitted with a small laugh. He deserved to be there-- he never paid any attention to Alessandra, why should she to him? Her attention peaked at the mention of a Harry. When she was alive, the prophecy had yet to be told. But the first thing she learned of when she returned was the famous Harry Potter. Though all she remembered was how angry Rabastan looked as he told her the story. “That wouldn’t be Harry as in Harry Potter, right? My friend-- she’s like obsessed with him.” She faked. “Oh-- uhm, yes. And no, not at all. She didn’t even want to give this up to me, believe it or not.”

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tenaciousteddylupin:

Teddy shrugged, frowning to himself. “I’d rather be proud of the things about me that I have control over.” He said quietly, glancing down at the pile of parchment before him. Would his father be proud of his work? Or would he be disgusted, like Lorcan? He swallowed thickly, forcing the question from his mind. “My gran raised me…” He said, thinking of Andromeda and how much she had done for him. It couldn’t be easy raising your grandson knowing your daughter and her husband had both died trying to protect him. “She’s an incredible woman. But my godfather pretty much shared custody.” He admitted, not wanting to give too much away. People changed when they realised he knew Harry Potter. And he much preferred conversation that wasn’t forced or tense. “They made sure I had a home, you know?”

“But the crazy parts are just as good, if not, more fun.” She told him with a playful wiggling of her brows. “Well that’s nice of your gran. All my grandparents hated my dad--- so they kinda just left me out to dry.” Alessandra got oddly personal, but she caught herself and stopped before she revealed anything else. “You even got a godfather? Lucky duck!” She said with a laugh, he must’ve been someone special. She could feel it. “And do you still like that home?” Alessa quizzed.

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bcllatrlx:

“Mm,” Bellatrix hummed thoughtfully. “Suppose you’re right. After all, what would you do without me? You and I both know I’m the best fighter, anyways.” Bellatrix offered her friend a cheeky grin. Taking a moment, Bellatrix considered Alessandra’s advice. It seemed simple enough, to come up with a new identity. However, she couldn’t help but want to see just what might happen if she revealed herself to a few choice individuals. She wondered what her reputation was, if people even remembered who Bellatrix Lestrange was. “I wonder, are any of them a thief?”

“I hardly got the chance to be a fighter.” Alessandra quipped-- still bitter at her untimely death. Struck down during the very first raid, how sad was that? She let out a laugh at Bella’s next comment before crinkling her nose, “Oh, you’re so funny.” Aless snickered, continuing to eat the jellybeans. “Maybe the next one will be. I’ve got quite a knack for it.”

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athenaprincessgreengrass:

“Oh umm yeah very pretty “ she was shocked somebody was speaking to her . she was trying to her talking to a minimum . lately she being feeling alot of weird or bad vibes from people . “Oh that was very sweet of her indeed , you two must of been close .”

“She hated me.” Alessandra stated bluntly. The whole thing was a lie, so no detail was too extravagant at this point. “But I was an only child so--- guess she kinda had to. Family heirlooms must suck if you hate your family. You can’t keep it, ruining tradition and all, but you also don’t want your bitch of a granddaughter to get hold of it.”

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So don't let me out of your sight Or I'll be outside

Tonight I spin that wicked wheel In the cemetery Where one's lit up where the other's buried In this everchanging dream

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bcllatrlx:

“I didn’t ask for this. Don’t act like you’ve done me this great favor,” Bellatrix growled. She didn’t appreciate being treated like she owed anyone anything, although she did care for Alessandra, just as she had in the seventies. “Admire all you want…No, no one’s paid a second thought to me. But what of my name? What happens if someone does recognize me?”

“No. But I’d be a shitty friend if I had left you.” Alessandra claimed, eating some candies from a box she had yet to even pay for. “You change it,” she shrugged simply, “That’s what Rabastan and I did. But I’m horrible at remembering so I’m easily three different people right now.” She mentioned.

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Rabastan couldn’t help but grip at her tightly, as if he was afraid that she was going to slip away again—Rabastan worried sometimes that this was all a dream, that he would wake up in Azkaban once again, that this last vestige of hope in his mind would be slowly drained away by the dementors that still haunted his worst nightmares. But he was here and this was real—he could feel the heat of the light burning through his ribs as they kissed, sealing the bond, making them completely bound to each other. Golden fingers came up to grip at her jaw, and he grinned against her lips. “I’m yours.”

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She hated how she still felt cold against him, and it only brought back painful memories of her life slipping from Rabastan’s fingers. Alessandra pulled away, the rush of emotions forming a lump in her throat. “I won’t get away from you this time.” She said softly, moving stray pieces of blonde locks from his face. “I’m sorry.” Alessandra whispered the apology-- like she had any doing in what had happened to her. It had been an accident, at least she thought so. An auror hit her and then she got buried with debris after an explosion, and the last thing she ever saw was Rabastan running towards her.

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tenaciousteddylupin:

Teddy smiled at the girl’s admission, knowing if he were in a similar situation then he would probably forget too. His smile slipped at her compliment though and he ruffled his hair awkwardly, focusing on fading it to a traditional light brown. It was the natural colour that came easiest to him and he had frequently wondered whether that meant anything. If he had been born without his abilities would his hair would have been the same shade as his father’s? “Thanks,” he said, feeling a little self-conscious. “Uh, yeah… I guess it does. My mum was a Metamorphmagus, not that I ever knew her.”

Her lips curved into a soft smile at the sight of his hair fading, though she rather liked the blue that matched her necklace. “Was she? It’s incredibly rare I hear. You should be proud of your little gift.” Alessa nodded, waving at the bartender for another drink before looking back to the boy. “I didn’t know my mother either. And I knew my nanny far better than I ever knew my dad.” Her lips pursed as she shrugged her shoulders. “I say we’ve done just fine without them though. You don’t look too banged up.” She offered a kind smile.

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Bellatrix Lestrange, alive once more. Once more able to walk around, seen by the living and, beyond that, she had been granted a new start. She was a face unrecognized by so many. It was thrilling, really. Wandering into Flourish and Blotts, the woman found herself staring at a rather ominous leather-bound book before feeling a pair of eyes on her. Without looking up, she muttered, “Did no one ever teach you that staring is rude?”

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“Your new life being my doing and all, I’d like just a moment to look at my creation.” Alessandra grinned as she caught Bella in the shop. Back in their own time, they wouldn’t have been able to leave their homes-- their places of hiding. Now though, they could walk freely and it was so liberating. “No one’s recognized you, right?” Her voice became low as she moved closer.

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themulciberish:

“I like the color but that’s about it.” Wyatt said, crossing his arms. “I don’t give a shit that you’re gran gave it to you.” He said. “I didn’t need it’s history lesson.” 

she brought her glass to her lips as she raised a brow, “was it a vomit flavor or a piss flavored jellybean you ate this morning, love?” alessandra spoke with a smirk. she’d seen that temper before... being resurrected, she saw the same things-- just in different people.