Bellatrix

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msdaisymcnair‌:

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Daisy took a deep breath as she steadie herself for what she was about to do. Some would perhaps say she should stay out of this and let the Aurors handle it, but Daisy was a professor now. She had an obligation to the people at this school, even if they weren’t the people typically here. Plus, Sybill was her friend, and if Sybill said they needed to get down to the Shrieking Shack, Daisy believed it. 

She froze momentarily as she realized someone else was moving fast behind her, but Daisy told herself she was being silly. When she turned around, she felt a renewed moment of fear as she realized it was Bellatrix Lestrange, but Daisy pushed that down. Walden had insisted she had nothing to worry about from Bellatrix, so Daisy needed to remember it.

“Are you heading to the Shack?” she asked. For a moment, she wondered why, and Daisy couldn’t help acknowledging Walden’s obligations to an organization that wouldn’t let him out easily. Was that why Bellatrix was there? She seemed the right type. If that was the case, Daisy wasn’t sure she really wanted to go together. But could she afford to let Bellatrix out of her sight? Daisy didn’t like this uncertainty. It made her feel paranoid and like she couldn’t trust anyone.

But perhaps this was just her life now.

Bellatrix recognized her. That much was certain. Sure, her memories weren’t the best at the present moment - she was running off of quite the adrenaline high. It was marvelous. She felt like she could run for ages.

When the woman looked back at her, Bella even had it in her to smile. “Of course I am, darling!” she called. “I can’t miss all the fun, now, can I?” She sounded demented, but she seemed not to notice this fact. Now, she had a partner to run with! How exciting!

WALDEN! THAT was where she knew the girl from. It all came together in her mind, and as she obviously adored Walden and the ways he looked after her when she was having rather rough episodes that could get her sent to Azkaban, she figured Daisy must have been...okay, at least. “Coming for a slice of the fun for yourself?” The answer was an assumed ‘yes’. “It’s going to be absolutely wild.”

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Brooding

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obertlyalessa‌:

Alessa’s love-hate relationship with the holidays had been sealed this year. With her workload doubling but her pay remaining the same, and her assistant fired because of shitty budget cuts, Alessa was pushing herself to the limit. Today, her to-do list had approximately sixty items, which was completely achievable if she did three things at once at all times, like now, that she got coffee and picked up groceries as she read the paper. Even with Aurelio’s help, she was going insane, and it didn’t help at all that her in-laws would be coming to visit soon. 

She was just reading terribly thought-out hypotheses about Death Eater activity, which made her miss Rodolphus a little. Not too much, honestly, but he didn’t make them sound like purposeless dicks. Alessa was pulled from her thoughts as she bumped into someone, Bellatrix herself. Instinctively, Alessa’s pose changed into a more defensive one, even as she apologized. 

“Sorry, Bella. I should’ve watched my step. You read this yet?”

Bellatrix had only one thing left as the world seemed to fall and crumble around her, and that was composure. Or at least, the facade of it. She could take on any role on a whim and play it perfectly, and as that was really the only control she had left, this had been her focus as of late. She straightened up, looking less ready to pounce, and took a breath. “Yes, I’ve read it. It’s daft.” After a long sigh, she closed the paper and folded it up, almost as though she’d resigned herself to the fact that it wouldn’t change to something better if she kept staring at it. “A sign of the times, I suppose. The ridiculousness of it all... I shouldn’t bother myself with it so much, but... given all that’s happened, and with Rodolphus...” She couldn’t finish the sentence. It wasn’t that she was overly emotional about it, just that she’d be getting angry if she kept on.

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Brooding

Bellatrix glared at the paper in her hands. She hated wasting money on news in this fashion, but it wasn’t like Rodolphus was bringing her any nowadays. At least she had taken the time to move about 50 yards away from the news stand before reading it this time, though. The last time she hadn’t, she’d been receiving rude, snobbish looks. Bella was fine with dishing those kinds of looks out, but taking them? No.

“Bloody idiots,” she muttered under her breath at the paper, scowling at the moving pictures on the front. It was obvious the Ministry was confused as to what the hell the Death Eaters were up to. Of course, that was for the best. She still had the right to find it annoying, though. It was all the more reason to believe they needed a new system, a new leader.

“Watch yourself!” she barked as someone bumped into her. 

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You're already plotting ways to kill Zahi for humiliating you. If Rodolphus gets out of prison, he's next for creating the situation.

Goodness... You couldn’t be more wrong~

Rodolphus doesn’t deserve death, nor does Zahi. A stern talking to, perhaps. Moments to put them in their place. Death though? No, dear. No.

That’s reserved for the traitor who turned in my husband.

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you're constantly glowing because you bathe in the blood of the innocent

...Kinda???

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you miss your husband

Correct

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without rodolphus to keep you on a leash, you're completely psychotic

Correct   Nope!

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toomcnairtocare‌:

Walden look at the little kitten sitting near Bellatrix and raised an eyebrow. Looked like Zahi had forgotten a cat. Bellatrix didn’t seem to mind much which he couldn’t quite fathom. She’d tolerated Rodolphus’s little pack because Bas had gifted them. 

He blinked exactly once and then shrugged. How Bellatrix dealt with the fact Rodolphus had gotten locked up was up to her. His job was to make sure she stayed out of that hideous place as well. Enough of his friends were rotting away to make him sit up and pay attention.

“Loose ends, huh?” He cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders. Mo needed walking and he had a meeting with some contractors in three hours. Which meant he had two and a half hours to spend cleaning up loose ends with Bella. “You’ve got my attention. We’re on a time limit, though.”

Bella noted the look at the kitten, and she had it in her to smirk. “Rodolphus left a gift for me before he left,” she explained with an airy voice. “This is Pumpkin. I got him on Halloween. He’s quite fond of me.” With that, she plucked the kitten from her lap and placed it on her shoulder, where it dug its claws in so that it wouldn’t fall. She hardly seemed to notice, even as she stood.

“I need to know who turned in my husband. I want a name, and if you have any other information, I want that, too. I haven’t kept up with the members lately, I don’t know who is who. You seem better tuned in. If you have an address, even, I’d love to show up on their doorstep.” Bellatrix tilted her head, making her look slightly unhinged. “I don’t even mind if they haven’t yet been released. I can leave some gifts for them inside their home. A few prompt messages.” She stepped forward towards Walden. “I want to scare them before they die.” She looked like a cat ready to play with its prey.

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themalcolmgreengrass‌:

Malcolm knew the Lestrange manor well, having been over a few times for Rodolphus and never for Bellatrix. There was nothing but confusion at the news, not knowing about an affair or the arrangement they had made against the Prewett auror. Malcolm was not upset about that, but only disappointed he wasn’t included. After what he had included Rodolphus in on it seemed counterproductive in their friendship. He had decided not to attend the trial, not finding it interesting anyway. 

He was rounding a corner where he figured Bellatrix would be when he heard the sound of glass breaking that made the pulse in his throat quicken. What on earth could that be? Malcolm found his answer when he saw the glass on the ground and Bellatrix. 

It was not in his interest to correct Bellatrix, knowing fully well that it wasn’t possible for a cat to do such a thing. They had the agility but not the force. “Right. Silly thing. Should be more careful with those beasts then.” It wasn’t Rodolphus’ pet and he didn’t know what would come of it. 

“You knew about them?” Malcolm asked, slightly interrupting her. If it had been commitment issues then this would be different but Bellatrix barely seemed phased at the news. Malcolm would never do something deliberately to hurt Diana and never thought of other women since they started seeing each other again. He knew she had tendencies to get jealous about Andromeda and Nina, going to lengths to express those feelings, but Malcolm wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. “I don’t know who turned them in…do you? You do, don’t you? Should I be asking if they are locked up in the dungeons?”

“It’s not as though I’ve much experience with cats,” Bellatrix admitted softly. Despite all the time that she spent with her husband, and all the time he’d had the creatures, she had never really taken part in their care. She might pet one occasionally, if they let her. Usually they avoided her at all costs.

“Of course I knew about them, Malcolm. You think I wouldn’t know about something so dangerous to our reputation? He knew it, too. That if they were to be caught, the family would be left in ruin. But to be caught in such a way! My husband is now locked up, respect is a distant memory at this point,” she growled. She sounded torn between tearing Rodolphus apart and being angry at at the world - or at least the person who turned him in. “It’s not as though my husband and I married for love, after all. Although I do love him, in my own way. I doubt most people would call it love.”

“I don’t know, not for certain. I’ve been meaning to speak with others that do know. I just haven’t had the chance yet. They’re not in the dungeons yet. But just you wait. I’ll be bending them, twisting, until they break.”

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Halloween Treats

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jasperthetenderhearted‌:

Jasper swallowed heavily, his Patronus flickering in and out of focus for a moment. He tried his best not to scare easily but it very rarely worked. He had never had Juniper’s easy brave heart. When it came down to it Jasper wasn’t worth much as a fighter. 

The look in Bellatrix’s eyes made him want to run but she was surrounded by all those Dementors and he couldn’t imagine how she could do that without a Patronus. Was she okay? Even if she terrified him that didn’t mean she deserved to get hurt.

“You have a new cat?” He asked, distracted. As much as he wanted to know all about the Lestrange’s new little angel he didn’t really know if Bellatrix would like that conversation as much as Rodolphus had.

“Why are you– how are you doing… where’s your Patronus? Do you, do you need help?”

Bellatrix noticed the patronus flicker, and she had it in her to laugh wickedly. “Dear, little boy,” she called with feigned concern. “You are surely the epitome of soft! Go back to your home, hide under your bed. The monsters are out playing tonight. And if you get in the way of the wrong one, you might just pay with your life.” She stepped towards him, wand raised. “We don’t like having babies in the way, but we’ll still kill who we must~” With that, she set off a spell to stun him, and then proceeded to walk away.

“There’s some young, innocent thing back there if you’re looking for a soul to take,” she muttered to two dementors that were huddled near a building, just watching. “Well what are you waiting for? Go!” They flew off, but in the wrong direction. “Oh, for Salazar’s sake!”

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themalcolmgreengrass‌:

Malcolm hadn’t heard the news from the papers first, but he was frustrated at how they were slighting his friend. The whole arrangement seemed to be embarrassing enough that Malcolm didn’t want to near the word acquaintance with Rodolphus at the moment. He was to be trialed and Malcolm wasn’t sure if he would attend. Another person that was unwilling to see him was her wife, Bellatrix and Malcolm was in full agreement with her. Malcolm hadn’t known about the Zahi arrangement nor the snitch who ratted Rodolphus out. What Malcolm did know is that he was going to be civil and a gentleman in this matter, especially if he was looking at the Daily Prophet for more reasons than to continue his sponsorship for advertisements. 

The manor was familiar to him and he entered the vaste room with expectations to find Bellatrix. They had known each other through the years, known each other before Rodolphus. It had been years as well since Malcolm had been alone with her and had an actual conversation without them full of insults to each other. Malcolm found Bellatrix and took his measured steps and kept a relative distance between them. “Bella,” Malcolm addressed promptly with a quick smile. “I came to see how you are…coping. It is not every day you lose a husband and your respect in one day.”

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When he entered the mansion, there was the sound of glass shattering in another room. It was an explosion of noise, like whatever had broken met a brutal end, likely against a wall or ceiling. The shards were still coming to rest on the floor when Malcolm had found her in the next room.

Bellatrix played proper very well. Despite the fact that glass lay over much of the room, she stood there straight-faced like nothing unusual had happened. When she noticed just who it was, she smirked softly and tilted her head.

Pumpkin, the tiny orange kitten, peeked into the room like he was wondering if it was safe to return, eyes wide with obvious alarm. “Silly thing knocked over my vase...” she mumbled, and with a wave of her wand it repaired itself, and floated over to a display stand. Never mind that some of the shards came out of the wall and off part of the chandelier.

“I’m coping well, thank you.” She was being polite. Part of her wondered what he would look like if it had been him instead of the vase. Her eyes sparkled at the thought. “I’m quite furious about the ordeal, if you wish me to be honest.” She smiled as though it weren’t bothering her at all, though. It was probably a bit unnerving. “He should never have been caught. He should have known to be more careful than that. As for the person who turned him in... Well...” Her eyes flashed dangerously, like she was imagining the damage she could do, could see it vividly in her mind’s eye and it only made her grin.

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toomcnairtocare‌:

The prospect of Bellatrix without Rodolphus made him a little nervous. Not because his friend needed a man to keep her grounded, or because he particularly liked them as a couple, but because he’d seen her and the look in her eyes had scared him. Walden didn’t consider himself someone who scared easily.

At least he had an added excuse to stop by more. After all now that both Lestrange boys were locked up in Azkaban (and his mind skidded far far away from the thoughts of Baz in one of those horrid cells) someone had to look after the Wampus cats. Bellatrix had enough on her plate without them. He had just finished up feeding them when he stopped over at the Manor House proper. It was such a grim looking thing. They really out to spruce it up.

“Hell’s Bells!” He called as he pushed open the door. “Bella, I’m here!”

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Bellatrix gently traced her finger over Pumpkin’s small head, who sat in her lap purring. They were a surprising pair, in reality. Most animals knew when there was something...wrong with a person. When they were evil, corrupted, whatever it may be. It was surprising that any animal could really come to love Bellatrix. Then again, maybe this one didn’t want to see what the alternative might be like... Maybe Pumpkin had deemed it an accomplishment, getting someone as twisted as Bella to love him, and craved the affection she refused to give any other creature.

Bella didn’t have time to give this any thought. There were far more important things going on right now, and that was why she simply accepted the animal’s love without any further question. Even if it was small, puny, easy to kill. Fragile.

She refused to see a parallel there. What she lacked in size she more than made up for in other ways. Attitude. Magic. Harsh words and roughness. Even her husband had trouble reigning her in... or, at least before...

Hearing the door open made her look up. She remained expressionless, even as she saw that it was Walden. “You’re earlier than I anticipated,” she admitted. At the same time though, it wasn’t like she sounded bothered. “I suppose I’ll have to get into the killing business sooner rather than later. I feel like attending to some...loose ends.” It was vague on purpose. Although her expression was blank, there was a fire behind her eyes, something that hadn’t been there before.

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Hallows Eve Celebrations

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editor-in-strange‌:

The way Bellatrix cut off when the box appeared was oddly endearing. She’d been a trial over the years, but recently they’d achieved a certain tenuous balance that wasn’t altogether awful. He felt more like handler than husband, but perhaps that wasn’t a bad thing. Merlin, he really hoped she didn’t hurt the cat.

“You’ve earned it,” he said, lips quirking into a smile at her childlike curiosity. He’d picked the kitten precisely for its bright color, thinking that it would catch Bella’s interest like a magpie spots a fallen coin. And then she was holding it, and talking to it, and it was oddly- tender?

Salazar’s ghost, that wasn’t a feeling he’d ever thought to associate with her. He swiped his thumb gently up and down the back of her neck, his hold still commanding and firm.

“I thought you could do with a familiar,” he explained. “A living thing of your own- I know, let’s not laugh at the irony. Perhaps something to keep you occupied between periods of excitement. Do you like it?”

It wasn’t a new torture instrument, or jewelry, but he was feeling oddly optimistic. Even if he had had to deal with inferi while his wife skipped around with a dementor army.

Bellatrix had secretly grown quite fond of her husband’s smile. It pushed her on, like a signal that would let her know she was doing something right. With the kitten in hand, she carefully poked a finger out to pet its forehead. The cat, although still hesitant, nuzzled into the touch. Meanwhile, she enjoyed her own touches to the back of her neck. Perhaps the two of them had things in common after all. “It is soft,” she mumbled, intrigued. It wasn’t that this surprised her necessarily. She’d just never had an animal of her own to hold like this. Most of her husband’s cats kept their distance, and honestly when they didn’t, she didn’t waste much time petting them. Momentarily scruffing the kitten, she placed it on her shoulder, where it dug its claws in so it wouldn’t fall. She flinched just barely, but then grinned. “Pumpkin likes me,” she decided, like that was that, and what she said goes.

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Hallows Eve Celebrations

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“Where in Godric’s name did you get them all?” Rodolphus wondered aloud, even as he reached out and wrapped a hand around the back of her neck, winding his fingers in her dark, wild hair. He didn’t pull, not yet, he simply steadied her, and gave her a measured look of approval. 

She was practically glowing after her fun on Halloween night; a prance with dementors seemed to have energized her where it sucked the life from others. It was proof that no matter what she looked, some part of her was truly mad, even if it did not completely rule her yet.

“You were magnificent. I got you a gift,” he said. He tapped his wand against the desk he was leaning against and a black and green gift box appeared, with holes in rows along its sides. Bellatrix tolerated his cats it was true, but he wondered if perhaps an animal of her own could mellow her. Now was as good a time as anything to test the theory.

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It was moments like this that Bellatrix secretly lived for. Feeling her husband’s hand wind through her hair, brushing the back of her neck - it was glorious. It was everything she wanted: rewarding, a reminder of her place. “I might have had a little bit of help? Although, of course, it’s really not too difficult for them to be found when there’s news of them in the area anyway.” Her eyebrows raised as her lips curled into a smirk. “In fact, it was easy, since they were all in one place~”

“A gift?” she asked, genuinely puzzled. Not that it would be incredibly uncommon for Rodolphus to surprise her now and again...in various ways. “I wasn’t aware it was Christmas already~” With an intrigued expression, she slowly opened the gift box, and her eyebrows raised as her eyes met a small, orange kitten. “A fluff ball? You shouldn’t have..?”

She wasn’t sure how to proceed. It wasn’t as though she had much experience with the cats that roamed their home. Of course, she was fine with them from time to time, but this seemed a bit of a jump. The tiny thing meowed up at her, looking hesitant. In response, Bellatrix picked it up out of the box and held it up at eye level. “You are a small puff, aren’t you?” Her words were not soft, but rather put-off. Still though, she didn’t hate the gift. Perhaps she could grow fond of...this creature. “An orange little puff... Like a tiny pumpkin.”

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Halloween Treats

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jasperthetenderhearted‌:

Jasper didn’t like having all these dementors around, especially so close to Juniper. He knew he could handle them (one of the few times he really and honestly could handle himself defensively) but he didn’t know about Juni and the others. His butterfly could only protect so many people.

The sight of Bellatrix surrounded by a few of them, completely unharmed, made his eyes go wide. Of course Jasper knew Bellatrix Lestrange’s reputation, but her husband seemed nice enough once you got past the bristling and Jas never had stopped believing the best of people. This though, he didn’t quite know how to reconcile. 

“Mrs. Lestrange?” He asked, hesitant, as his eyes darted between her and the dementors. His butterfly flapped close circles around him and it didn’t waver even as his certainty did.

Bellatrix wasn’t one to shy away from anything. Anything. A fight? She’d step up, and either beat them down or be the last one standing - and the opponent would never stand again. Espionage, torture, dementors? Those things never bothered her. She would be happy to help her side win. Within that cold heart of hers, there was no room for empathy or understanding - unless, of course, it was reserved for Rodolphus (and sometimes even the cats). For that reason, when she heard her name, her dark eyes pierced the direction it came from.

She stared Jasper down like he was prey, and it was obvious even through her mask. Slowly, almost agonizingly so, she pulled her wand from her dress again - like she was putting on some kind of show. “You dare to say that name aloud? Here? Say it again... I dare you.” Her head slowly tilted to the side, giving her that classical psychotic look. “Your tongue would make a pretty ribbon for our new cat to play with...” She wasn’t supposed to kill anyone tonight, but an exception was becoming more and more appealing.

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☣ Zahi

“Honestly, I care. I care so incredibly much. You know exactly what I refer to. I mean it. It bothers me to my core, keeps me up at night, and makes me wonder if I’m not enough. Because of this, we could never be friends. We would only fight over him.”