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MEDIEVAL. tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. loose ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.
RENAISSANCE. freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums. bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids. going to bed with your socks on.
BAROQUE. dark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you. intricate designs. high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights. colourless photographs. fancy furniture. pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.
CLASSICAL. chandeliers. the clinking of a teacup. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair. watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks. drinking tea in the morning. wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens. old films. ancient marble sculptures. expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading about mythology.
ROMANTIC. compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a bouquet of roses. reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky. streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles.
a peaceful walk in the woods really relaxes me. the fact that I’m dragging a body should be irrelevant.
rodolphuslestrvnge:
how easy it was , to be looped into her darkness . he’d allowed it to engulf him whole , as he was sure she had done with his . rodolphus swallowed every wicked word that burned through the air between them if only to allow an alluring smirk to tug at the corners of his tightly pressed lips . this night had always been there’s to take , the pair of them had made sure of it . for , with war came those who were conquered and those who did the conquering . he’d always envisioned them to be that of the latter .
his gaze meets hers , where others oft saw a cold rage , he’d only ever seen a heated ambition . to them , the world seemed attainable , and he’d do anything to make their nightmare a reality . tonight would merely serve as a reminder of what they were capable of , of what others should fear .
they’d been involved in a dance of their own , casting gazes across the room as if they’d shared a secret that little to no one else had been made aware . that thought alone had been enough to rile the deviance within rodolphus . his words come out as if an uncharacteristic purr in her ear . ‘ bellatrix , love –– you know i adore it when you speak such truths. ‘ if they were meant to put on a show , it might as well be believable at best . for , they’d played with tragedy , grief stricken and shocked bystanders . now , however , it was time to mask their true selves if only to watch the chaos unfold from their very palms .
‘ i have high expectations about the evening , surely they won’t disappoint me . although –– ‘ he’d paused , a glint of mischief in his gaze as he spoke his next words wisely. ‘ i do wonder who will walk away with a life changing prize . such a beautiful evening for such a cause , don’t you think ? ‘
Some may call them heartless but that was only half true. After all, even monsters have hearts. When they are together, they can be so much more terrifying than the silly little monsters that haunt people’s nightmares. They illuminate the fear in every room they walk into almost as though that’s what fuels them, that's what they are made of. It’s so easy to fall deep into the other’s shadow. So few understand the bond that they have, so few see the monsters that lay under their skins and live. The lucky ones who do, well, they just aren’t the same anymore and that’s how she likes it.
If people can call them heartless than how does it explain the flutter inside of her at the idea of such havoc? The thrill when their eyes met that are filled with knowledge that only the two of them share? Clearly heartless is not a word to describe her. Perhaps if others were on the same level as her, they would know better but all those less than her never did matter.
It seems so long since they last spoke though Bellatrix always knew where to cast her gaze if she wished to see him. The pair were never too far away from each other, especially with what is to happen later this night. A smirk grew on her face at how pleased he sounded. The show they were putting on was probably one of their best performance, though it was only going to get better from here. “ Of course I do, why else would I utter such a thing? ” There was a light tease in her voice though the darker meaning behind the words weren’t lost.
“ Absolutely gorgeous, ” a light chuckle escaped her lips before the next words that came out of her mouth. “ The only thing that could make this night even more special is perhaps a nice bonfire! I think if the Zabini’s had a nice fire going that would be quite a special treat. ”
aesthetic for bellatrix lestrange and rodolphus lestrange.
“ we’re surely go to hell for this and when we do, we’ll rule that too. ”
@rodolphuslestrvnge
✉%$
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[ unsent text: traitor. ] : do you remember that one time we sneaked out of my parent’s house and we just walked down the street to that nearby shop because you wanted to get ice cream? my sisters begged to come with but i told them that they had an important job as lookouts and promised we would get some for them. just so it could be the two of us.[ sent text: traitor. ] : fuck you.
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[ text: traitor. ] : how easy was it for you to turn your back on your family? to throw away everything that we are? [ text: traitor. ] : i need to know how easy it was for you to despise your own blood.
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[ text: traitor. ] : if – when we catch him, i’m going to need you to be the one to do it. i don’t know if i can, rod. i want him to feel everything that i felt when he left. he deserves that and so much worse.
rodolphuslestrvnge:
if they had been anywhere else , rodolphus would surely not be able to contain himself . a blood lust that ached in the presence of the woman whom most thought brought out the best ––– all the while , bringing out the most horrid . the anticipation for chaos itched beneath the surface of his skin , a coy reminder of how safe the guests must have been feeling . menacing as it was a mirage . ‘ well , i am enjoying it all the more now . ‘
tongue presses against the roof of his mouth as his hand squeezes hers quickly in a moment of affirmation . long gone were the whispers of an unholy matrimony between the pair of them , what replaced them were frightened eyes and hollow words of congratulations . to him , bellatrix embodied fear and malice , a wicked woman capable of anything . he , himself , much the same .
‘ it would be quite a shame , such a philanthropic cause shouldn’t be squandered by the wishes of foolish men . ‘
perhaps those who knew not the darkness that lay within his heart would’ve believed his words . however , rodolphus was sure bellatrix knew him more than he’d even known himself . ‘ although , perhaps i’ve jinked it. ‘ malevolence seeped through his skin , any inkling of innocence evaporating as he leaned in towards her . satisfaction wearing well on his features .
Is she wrong to wish that they were in a more private setting? They can’t get anything done with so many eyes on them all of the time. Bellatrix is vastly aware of the Aurors that aren’t at all hidden from one’s view. But they can easily get around such obstacles. After all, when they are together even mountains will bow down else they will ensure that they do. Bella looked up at Rodolphus with eyes that some many call adoring but very few would see the mischievous twinkle hidden underneath with care.
“ Don’t make me blush now love, after all, we are in public. ”
They were always a good match, her parents did well in securing this reunion between the two of them. There was no one better for her, no one that could match the chaos that yearns to escape from under her skin. Perhaps once she didn’t believe he could handle her, he could be any match to her but she was proven wrong many times over. Now, Bellatrix can hardly think of anyone better at her side.
“ Oh I’m sure you haven’t jinxed the night. I’m quite sure that tonight will be everything that everyone has dreamed it would end up to be, and so much more. ” Her hand ran up his arm and looped around his neck, the appearance to any outsides of just a loving couple. No one sees the darkness that constantly surrounds them, constantly getting bigger the more they are in each other’s presence.
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[ text: black, regulus. ] : the family is expected to attend a brunch together today.[ text: black, regulus. ] : i hope to see you there, dear cousin.
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[ text: black, regulus. ] : the dark lord is gathering everyone tonight.[ text: black, regulus. ] : you are required to be here in two minutes.[ text: black, regulus. ] : don’t screw this up, regulus.
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[ text: judas, ginger. ] : what was with your outfit at the gala? [ text: judas, ginger. ] : are you really that broke??[ text: judas, ginger. ] : unless that’s the only thing that’s clean which really still doesn’t forgive the fact that i had to actually lay my eyes on you.[ text: judas, ginger. ] : you seriously need a lot of help and yet you can’t afford any![ text: judas, ginger. ] : how awful.
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[ text: judas, ginger. ] : one day, i would love to exterminate the rats in the sewers but perhaps we should start small, say weasels? i know a place that is swarming with those vermin and it would be so easy to take them down, especially since two are already out of the way. [ text: judas, ginger. ] : and yes, i know exactly who i’m texting molly dear.[ text: judas, ginger. ] : if i were you, i would be careful with where i step.
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[ text: judas, ginger. ] : do you ever wake up in the morning and hate everything about yourself?[ text: judas, ginger. ] : because i would if i had a face like yours.
all the symbols - rita
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : morning beautiful![ text: skeeter, rita. ] : guess what i am reading while drinking my coffee?[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : that’s right! your column and might i suggest this is the best damn thing i have ever read.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : you truly outdone yourself this time, love. [ text: skeeter, rita. ] : text me if you would want to meet up with lunch, my schedule is clear today and i would love to see your face.
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[ unsent text: skeeter, rita. ] : dump lockhart. i’m serious rita. that man is going to drag you down and honestly i don’t want to be around when he does. but i will. i know that he’s going to break your heart and when he does, i’ll break his bones.
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : i’m running out of the door right this moment but i needed to let you know how much i loved everything you wrote about in your column, i mean you are a freaking genius! [ text: skeeter, rita. ] : okay i love you and i will see you soon dear!
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : roita srita rti,a yr nmez ins sco pretty[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : ou arle absoluteyl goregous [ text: skeeter, rita. ] : how des anyoen not likbe yu ???[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : i’ll kiclk ther assres lemme kidck eir ass[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : i love u os much[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : compe dover !! lets nget drunk
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : listen, i can tell that you are freaking out.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : come on over, rita dear! i’ll help you forget about all your troubles.
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : ignore the time but let’s go out[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : i’m thinking we could bar hop or something tonight !![ text: skeeter, rita. ] : come onnnn, it’ll be fun.
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : seriously, skeeter?[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : you know i thought we were friend but after what i just read no.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : have you been using me this entire time just so you can exploit me and my family? [ text: skeeter, rita. ] : i should have seen this coming but honestly? fuck you, skeeter.
an hour later
[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : …. so i just read the rest of the article.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : are we still on for lunch?
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : S O S[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : they are going to close down my favorite shop and i honestly don’t know what i’m going to do[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : I CAN SEE YOU READING THESE, THIS IS AN EMERGENCY. [ text: skeeter, rita. ] : H E L P
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : fuck fuck fuck[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : rita i’m in so much trouble right now.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : they’re on to me, on to my family.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : rita i could go to azkaban, i don’t know if i can survive that[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : please please, i need your help
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : hey babe !! [ text: skeeter, rita. ] : your outfit at the gala? yeah you killed it.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : i’m pretty sure that i saw several fellas, and a few ladies, faint when you walked through the doors.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : you will just have to give me tips on how you do it!
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : okay i have been dying to know all night,[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : who did your hair and how much do i need to pay in order to get it half as gorgeous as you did ???
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : you are NEVER going to believe this!![ text: skeeter, rita. ] : but it turns out that the dark lord really drilled into some prat trying to be apart of us and told them that they should be more like me !!!![ text: skeeter, rita. ] : can you believe it ??????
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : let’s be real, lockhart. rita skeeter is and will always be a better writer than you. you should be fucking thankful that that queen of a woman even glanced at your way for she could do so much better.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : whoops, sorry babe. but i mean every word.
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[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : you know that i will always love you, right rita?[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : however, you went too far this time.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : i cannot believe you what i read this morning. at this point, i don’t even know what to say to you.[ text: skeeter, rita. ] : it would be best if we keep our friendship professional from now on.
✘
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[ text: lockhart, rita’s boytoy. ] : rita skeeter could do better than you in her sleep.[ text: lockhart, rita’s boytoy. ] : never forget that, lockhart.
$
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[ text: freak, ice cream. ] : do you know what would be fun?[ text: freak, ice cream. ] : destroying that ice cream shop down in diagon alley, was it?[ text: freak, ice cream. ] : something called fortcube or whatever.[ text: freak, ice cream. ] : think that would make my day![ text: freak, ice cream. ] : don’t you agree?
ø & #
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[ text: carrow, alecto. ] : where are you? and don’t give me a bullshit excuse like your sleeping or something.[ text: carrow, alecto. ] : there is a mission. you were needed ten minutes ago.[ text: carrow, alecto. ] : unless you prefer someone else take your place.
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[ text: carrow, alecto. ] : the outfit you wore at the gala?[ text: carrow, alecto. ] : yeah i’m going to need the details on where you got that.[ text: carrow, alecto. ] : because you looked hot.
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[ text: carrow, alecto. ] : want to do me a favor? [ text: carrow, alecto. ] : drop kick your brother for me. thanks
date: july 14, 1979 time: 8:15 PM location: the zabini estate status: closed for @rodolphuslestrvnge
Only fifteen minutes left before the winners were announced. And then the fun will soon begin. The gala has been anything except interesting but after showing the best of patience, time was slowing coming to the end of such a long wait. Bellatrix cannot wait for things to finally get going and there was only one person that she wanted to be next to during this time.
Bellatrix grabbed another of the champagnes off of the trays for the fools walking around. She flashed a smile towards the Aurors in the back, showcasing her best innocence as she possibly can before she found herself at the side of her husband.
She brought her hand and placed it around his own before standing on her toes to whisper in her husband’s ear, “ Hello dear. How are you enjoying the gala this evening? I hope nothing dreadful happens as it nears the end. ” Subtle as always. Okay, she can do better but no one was near them, no one was listening, especially with her so close to his ear. She pulled away with a grin on her face as though she shared a private joke.
gilderoyal:
A pang of envy surfaces in his gut at the woman’s harsh take. Nobody was more aware of Rita Skeeter’s talents than Gilderoy, but the blow to his ego was not a trade he’d come prepared to make. Smoothing the fine silk of his golden robes, he plasters on a grin in the face of adversity — he’d be damned if he let a critic, albeit one as upheld and well-regarded as the eldest Black sister, tarnish such a special night. “A comfort to know the remarkable Bellatrix Lestrange is a witch of both vast beauty and infinite taste. Rita is a dear friend of mine and her premiere volume, much like my own, is bound to be a best-seller.”
It is an uphill battle to will baby blues, trained on the polished marble of the Zabini estate, to meet her almighty stare. He wouldn’t be entirely surprised if he turned to stone the moment their gazes met. “In my most humbled opinion, whoever earns the privilege of sampling her work is a very lucky lamb! Now, if you’ll excuse me…” Placing a hand on her shoulder as means of goodbye was likely a careless mistake, but he’s too focused on slipping into the nearest powder room for a pep talk to consider the consequences.
The smirk that she had plastered on her face quickly disappeared when his words reached her ears. He was far more than just annoying. How her dear Rita could ever tolerate such a man for a conversation longer than a few seconds, Bellatrix may never know. Merlin, already she wants to strangle him and they have barely spoke. She put on a fake smile as though she cares so dearly. “ Yes of course Rita is a friend of yours. She’s quite kind to those less talented than her but I’m sure that you know that. I’m sure that her book will be no match to yours. By that I mean, she’ll be far superior than your own. ” In case the fool tried to take it the other way.
If they weren’t in the middle of the Zabini’s estate, perhaps Bellatrix would not be exchanging words with Lockhart. Usually she wouldn’t be caught dead around the other if Rita wasn’t nearby. She was about to respond, tell him to have a good night and hope for the best, really she hopes that he falls victim next, but he placed his arm on her shoulder and that was not good. Bellatrix immediately swatted it off her and the glare became more predominate. “ Careful Lockhart. You don’t want to make another mistake like that. Now why you don’t you be excused and go back to your silly fanclub before something horrendous happens to your hair. ”
bartycrxuch:
date: 14th july 1979 time: 8:00 pm location: zabini estate status: open
Barty was in much better spirits this time around than he usually was at one of these things. Still, he had stepped out for a moment and for once, the air was warm and pleasant rather than chilly. There were a few people milling around but the grounds were vast enough to accommodate them. He had a cigarette dangling from his lips as he looked up at the clear sky, his eyes easily tracing the constellations. He heard footsteps behind him and turned around, blowing out the smoke before speaking, “Bid on anything?”
The time was drawing near but still she had to wait. Waiting was always the worst part when it came to these kinds of messes. At least the outcome will always be something she’ll remember. Bellatrix made her way around the gala though nothing was keeping her entertained. There has to be something around here she could do other than walk around and pretend to be amused by anyone here. At least she finally got caught sight of someone she can stand. “ Of course. When I saw that my dear Rita put a few chapters of her new novel I had to place my name on there. Everything else, well, it’s hardly like I couldn’t buy it myself without this pathetic competition. ” Sure, the money is suppose to be going to the families of all those affected by recent attacks, attacks that she had a hand in, so why would Bellatrix contribute to such a thing? “ What about you Bartemius? ”
quillskeeter:
date: july 14th, 1979 time: 5:49 PM location: zabini estate status: open
delicate fingers circle back and forth on her champagne glass, a disinterested gaze gracing emerald eyes. she had never expected a gala to be such a bore – especially not one she is supposed to write a gossip column about. rita is so desperate she is considering causing a drama – if anyone can do it, it is rita skeeter. the blonde looks down at her golden gown making its way to the floor, eyes focusing on her sandals – eyes sparkling with a bright idea. at the first sign of incoming, rita sticks her foot out slowly. within a few seconds, the disaster has taken place. her victim has fallen on the floor and dropped champagne on everyone nearby – including one of the vases on auction that night. clearing her throat, rita makes her best concerned face as she leans forward to help the other. “oh merlin, are you alright?”
This night has been everything but exciting however she knows that this will change quite soon but until then it was up to her to entertain herself, though there are few people at this gala that she would deem entertaining. At least she can always count on one particular person. Rita Skeeter can always bring a smile to her face, especially after the little trip that she was so lucky to witness. Bella brought a hand to cover up any laughter that may escape out of it before she quickly made her way to stand besides her favorite writer, her best friend. “ Oh honey, what an absolute mess. Perhaps you should take leave to the loo and wash yourself off. Wouldn’t want anyone here to think any less of you if they see that absolute mess you have yourself here. ” She tried to sound concerning but really, Bella couldn’t stop the smile spreading across her lips. Finally some entertainment.