Warrior of the Stars

Righteous anger won't hurt me for long. War was always her destiny. The desire to fight ran through her blood. Bellatrix Lestange never expected to return to school, but she has accepted her fate and now knows exactly how to get around the rules.

[thatloopylupin-deactivated20150]

There was a pause, as Remus looked up from his work to see who had responded. Oh, well then. He pulled his bag up to shuffle around in it, for any stray supplies, mumbling to himself. “Thanks, really.” 

[thepurestwarrior]

"Always here to help," she answered, doing her best to ignore his rummaging. She glanced over at him after a moment, still not considering offering him help. "Do you Gryffindors think you're above basic supplies? A bit of chivalry and the entire school will be tripping over themselves to rush to your aid?"

[mxlfxycissa-deactivated20160320]

“It’s the first week and I’m already tired of the work,” Emma muttered, half to herself and half to anyone who happened to be listening. Leaning back in her seat, she cast a withering look at the ceiling.

[thepurestwarrior]

"With that attitude, you're not going to make it through the year."

[missmarlene-mckinnon]

"Which class?"

[thepurestwarrior]

Bellatrix places her quill in the book and shuts it with a sigh. "You're not going to let this go, are you?"

[missmarlene-mckinnon]

"With my homework? No thanks, I don’t do it, anyways."

[thepurestwarrior]

"I meant in general. Can't you just leave me to my work?"

[missmarlene-mckinnon]

"Something wrong, Bellatrix?"

[thepurestwarrior]

"No more than the usual illogicality of how our homework is assigned. Can I help you?"

[thatloopylupin-deactivated20150]

"Do you think you could pass me the ink, please?" 

[thepurestwarrior]

Bellatrix looked over at him, considering his request for a moment before dipping her quill and continuing to write. "No."

[thepurestwarrior]

You can't give us a piece of text to translate and expect the translation to be a certain length of parchment. It doesn't work like that.

[dollshame]

"Three weeks worth of detention with McGonagall for hexing a forth year? What a joke."

[thepurestwarrior]

Glad to see you're off to such a strong start to the year.

[rxbastan-deactivated20140805]

Rabastan glanced over to her, nodding in agreement briefly. “I suppose so we know which firsties are whose. Though it shouldn’t matter- they’re all the same to me.” He paused for a moment and observed silently as the one kid got sorted into Slytherin. At that he couldn’t help but to chuckle. “It’ll be over sooner or later, Bella, don’t worry.”

[thepurestwarrior]

"It's not that difficult." She nods her head up towards the line. "Ravenclaw. Hufflepuff. Hufflepuff. Slytherin. Ravenclaw. Gryffindor. Watch. I bet you I get five of the six."

[thepurestwarrior]

Bellatrix tapped her fingernails against the table, impatiently waiting for sorting to conclude and the feast to appear. A couple more hours until she could be on her way, but the time until then was dragging on.

"Remind me again why we have to sit through this."