Wands and Witches Verse ---- [ Gale and Bellatrix ]
[ Miscreants Troublemakers Juvies He and Bellatrix, that's what they were. They were the house of Slytherin's most dreadful, most rebellious young students. They excelled in defense against the dark arts. Best friends, the dynamic duo that everyone knew not to fuck with. When he walked in the common room, through the green light of the dungeons they resided in, he saw her. A sly smile reached across his face. He plopped himself next to her on a luxurious couch, punching her gently in the arm. ] ❝Bellatrix, what kind of fresh horror will we cause Hogwarts, today? I was thinking that we could, I don't know, fuck with a bunch of brooms in the Quidditch shed and blame it on the other houses. We'll have to mess with some Slytherin brooms too, of course, to avoid arousing suspicion, but number 19 was a total ass to me last week so we will sacrifice his. Leave Potter's intact though, they'll think it was him.❞ [ The part he enjoyed most about causing trouble, after all, was worming his way out of it. That was where the true excitement lies, in his eyes. The thrill of using his cunning his wit to save his ass. ]
