“bella, do you even listen to yourself? what makes you think you can talk to me like that? I’m not taking any swings at you that your aren’t swinging right back. do you seriously expect me to put up with your bullshit without a little dig back?” caradoc scoffed. there was indeed a spark of entertainment in the back and forth. bellatrix was a clever witch, determined like many other top students, yet her views and self-preservation were so unwavering. she was an interesting specimen indeed. if he cared a bit more, caradoc would be concerned or even intrigued, but he preferred to keep his distance. she didn’t strike him as worth it.
BELLATRIX
On instinct alone she rolled her eyes, a defense response to any criticism of herself from someone she deems lesser than her. Sometimes she allowed an entertaining back and forth but there was only so far she’d go. “I talk to you like this because I am better than you, Caradoc. That’s all there is to it. You and I both know why I believe it so. I don’t believe there’s anything else I can say. Status matters here. You didn’t grow up in the Muggle world so you should know that.” Bellatrix stepped back, no longer liking the political direction this conversation was going in. Yes, she was strong in her beliefs, but she also wished to save face in a public setting.
“heartless? no. but, not far from it.” caradoc shrugged, he wouldn’t beat around the bush, especially not for someone like bellatix. she was one to be blunt as well after all. you shouldn’t give out what you can’t take. “can you blame me? you’re less predictable than a tornado.”
BELLATRIX
“And you’re less cordial than a Boggart. What makes you think you can get away with talking to me like that?” Unfortunately, Bellatrix usually couldn’t take what she dished out. Admittedly, it gave her a slight thrill when she was challenged, but her organized upbringing compelled her to put any such things in their place immediately.
realising immediately from her disposition and sudden defensiveness that she might’ve found his harmless joke offensive, he backtracked. “oh, that’s such a clever idea. i’ve never thought of that before. might have to try it.” in fairness, he had no need to; memorising complex spells, concepts and wandwork came naturally to the boy, but so did making people feel comfortable and at ease. “how are you finding the new n.e.w.t. content?” he asked conversationally.
- Bellatrix -
His surrender on the point pleased her, although, she couldn’t help but feel she’d come off as sensitive. Regrettable. Even so, she was fortunate that Eddie was one not to press the issue. Such an ability was rather foreign to Bellatrix herself.
She exhaled at the reminder of N.E.W.Ts. She wasn’t necessarily someone who cared about intelligence or even a strong career but she did care about success and accomplishment. So, therefore it was important to strive for high grades. “I suppose it’s sensible. The standards have to raise in order to make every generation of students more capable than the last. But the courses are truly living up to their name, aren’t they? ...And you?”
❛ well now that you’ve touched it i have no choice but to burn it. ❜ theodore remarked, his expression still deadpan though many might swear there was a glint of annoyance shining in his eyes.
She stifled a chuckle, unsure if she was humoured or annoyed herself. “I wouldn’t advise against it. What a gaudy colour. I wouldn’t expect it of you.”
“ah, well, you’ve got me there. how could I ever assume that bellatrix black of all people would be dishonest or, at the very least, underhanded? your stellar sportsmanship and love of all people should’ve kept me the wiser.” caradoc scoffed, checking his book for anything out of place, barely realizing he was actually doing so. “it is sweet that you think we’re in some sort of competition as far as grades go. you and I both know we work too hard for too little a reward.”
“You speak as though you think I’m heartless.” Bellatrix put on a fake pout. She didn’t care what other’s actually thought of her, at least not the students at her school. She had her opinions and things she cared about and she didn’t have to prove it to others. It wasn’t that she was unlikeable, she was just in the unfortunate position of most people...not liking her.
“I’m just kidding. I can kid, you know. You don’t have to be so thick about it.”
“Oh...gross.” Bellatrix sat up, picking the sweater up herself so he wouldn’t have to awkwardly pull it from beneath her. “Careful leaving your stuff around.”
he shuffled back with ease, taking another step just for good measure. a smile was painted clearly across his features, his hair a bit of a mess after an hour or so of stressful fussing so to say the two were complete opposites would be an understatement: one cleanly put-together, one … not. raising his hands in mock defeat, he chuckled to himself while continuing to walk backward toward the exit. “ aye, aye cap’n. just stop stealin’ my stuff an’ it won’t be a problem. ”
She held her ground, although there wasn’t much else to say if he was willing to back off. At least he wasn’t so idiotic as to continue an argument over the book. Although she was the one who had pushed the topic. Inside her own mind, she congratulated herself on this miniature victory.
“I told you it was a mistake. And I was the one to try and fix it anyways.” Bellatrix raised her voice slightly as he walked away, wanting to get any possible last word. Perhaps it was childish, such a thought crossed her mind even as she spoke, but to be silent would only serve to embarrass her more.
“oh, no, I did notice. but then I thought that perhaps a textbook from bellatrix black might have some ancient secrets to studying written inside and expected to keep it forever.” caradoc joked, although he didn’t offer an accompanying smile or even a solid glance in her direction. the truth was he had realized it wasn’t his own but hadn’t yet cared enough to check who it actually belonged to. he had dedicated the day to studying potions instead and hadn’t yet cracked open the dark arts textbook to find her name inside. in fact, he was just taking her word for it that this was an honest swap.
now thinking better of it, caradoc peeked in her book before officially making the trade. “I do hope you didn’t actually do anything suspicious with my possessions.”
Normally maybe she wouldn’t mind such a comment, but Bellatrix wasn’t a fan of the half-blood Gryffindor. Even so, it wasn’t uncommon for her to exchange tense words with others, particularly people like Caradoc. Maybe it was because they were two sides of the same coin, equally hard working and competitive yet never able to see eye to eye.
“Maybe I should’ve done something. But, believe it or not, I don’t play dirty. What’s the fun in winning without a fight...even if the game is Dark Arts grades.”
bloody hell she was dramatic. it must have run in the family. but to be talked down to by pretty little things with holier-than-thou complexes was something he knew well and yet it didn’t stop his temper from beginning to boil. it was his own fault. he liked it a little too much. offering her a sarcastic smile, he leaned forward and allowed the following whisper to roll off the tip of his tongue. “ least now ya won’t mistake it for anyone else’s.”
he stayed close, the deepness of his voice remaining as he continued. “ what’s the point of having magic if ya don’t bloody use it. what, ya never heard of tergeo? ”
She tightened her lips, now actually surprised in his audacity. With a heavy exhale through her nose, Bellatrix pushed him back with one hand. She wasn’t forceful, but it was pointed enough that anyone who may observe could tell it was no friendly shove.
“First of all, my ability to clean it doesn’t erase the principal of your recklessness. Second of all, the pages will still be misshapen. And thirdly-” Bellatrix stomped on the spot, perhaps ready to step towards him but thinking the better of it, and held a hand up to him as if to push him again although her voice remained relaxed. “Do not invade my personal space again or I’ll deduct house points for your instigation.”
Eddie regarded her curiously, interested by her response to their current situation. “No harm, no foul, right? ‘S no biggie,” he said, friendly smile at his lips. “Oh, you should never assume maybe I took it on purpose to see if you’ve got anything interesting written in the margins. Y’know, I didn’t take you for a doodler,” he deadpanned as he passed her own book back. His smile split into a toothy grin a second later. “I’m kidding. Sorry. I didn’t look inside, promise. Just the first page before I realised it wasn’t mine.”
Not amused by his humour, Bellatrix simply waited out his joke with her own blank expression. It wasn’t that she was incapable of fun, but rather that she didn’t like to be on the unwitting side of a quip. Yet, despite knowing he didn’t look inside, she felt compelled to defend herself.
“They aren’t doodles. I only draw difficult hand movements for wands or informational pictures for my own future reference.” Bellatrix shifted uncomfortably, realizing that might not have been the most solid rebuttal.
his dark gaze bore into the book in her hand, studying the slight ripple on the page. was that him? could have been had he possessed the book longer than … what? twenty minutes? suffice it to say, alastor didn’t exactly drown himself in coffee or hot chocolate since he last left the library. regrettably, of course. he could really do with some caffeine. “ well i dunno, trixie. ten minutes ago it was my textbook. ” he could have been honest. told her no, but yikes. where was the fun in that?
She didn’t move a moment, annoyed but not surprised that he’d challenged her on this. He was trying to frustrate her and she knew she was taking the bait...But Bellatrix wasn’t one to let things go, especially not when it concerned her own possessions, disrespect towards her, or people she didn’t like. And this hit all the stops.
“Are you really so careless with your own property that you could soil it within minutes? And then so unapologetic when confronted by its true owner? I actively try to keep my belongings tidy. Must I now be reminded of you every time I look on my tainted book in disgust?”
“ in my defense, i usually am this scatterbrained, ” he replied quickly, nonchalance at its finest on display as he traded off the books. had he noticed? no. would he have cared if he had? no. “ but surely, you know that by now too. ”
“Brilliant. Then we’ll chalk it up to your shortcomings, hm? And I suppose I-” she paused, squinting at the specks of brown that now appeared on the top of the pages, a slight ripple in the paper wherever they were present. Bellatrix took a step towards the presumed perpetrator. “Did you spill a drink on this? On my textbook?”
“In defence of myself, I’m usually not this scatterbrained. Surely, you know that by know though. It won’t happen again.” Bellatrix swiftly handed the person in front of her their own textbook, a name that was not her own clearly inscribed on the inner fold, not wishing to dwell on her mistake. She nodded to her own property, ready to simply take it and be on her way.
“I suppose you didn’t notice either considering you’ve been carrying mine around too.”
cis-female / she/her. ┊ if you’re looking for BELLATRIX BLACK, you’ll probably find her in the SLYTHERIN dorm with the rest of the SEVENTH years. She’s the TWENTY ONE year old PUREBLOOD who looks kind of like DANIELLE ROSE RUSSELL. She seems PLAYFUL, LOYAL, and RESOLUTE to me, but apparently she’s also RIGHTEOUS, TEMPERAMENTAL, and POSSESSIVE. maybe that’s why she reminds me of a silent crack of lightning, silver spoons, black velvet boots, cold autumn nights, and something about to go wrong.
Basics about Bellatrix Black in this universe
We know this part: she’s the eldest daughter of the pure and well known Black family and supports them Death Eater views strongly
She’s rich and respects tradition and understands her status. Therefore, she has a very high sense of duty. To her, she’s near the top and can only go up
Bellatrix is a very skilled witch but she works very hard to be. She is part of Duelling Club and the Slug Club and is a Slytherin prefect for her year
She finds Wizardry to be sacred to the world and dislikes the thought of muggles getting their hands on it in any form. Every muggle-born is another door opened towards chaos. She is part of the Wizarding Culture Club
Personality wise, she behaves politely but there’s generally the feeling she could turn on you at any moment. She’s like a clearly fake-nice mean girl
She is clearly an ignorant and close minded person. She accepts this as fact and it doesn’t bother her
On that note, she doesn’t really like to think of herself as a mean person but can tell she is one. Still, she pretends she isn’t to fool whoever could possibly be left who thinks she’s legit nice. Sometimes in order to use them later, but often just for her own pride’s sake
At this point in her life, she also doesn’t see things like Death Eaters or Blood Purists as inherently bad in any way. Extremism might sometimes be necessary
The things that she loves, her magic, her family, her status, her future, have always been right there for her and she’ll do whatever she can to hold onto them. They are the thing she gets most emotional about
She isn’t unemotional in general, more like uncaring
She hasn’t fully confronted her sadistic nature yet as things haven’t really called for it in her life thus far. She isn’t too impulsive, obsessive, or uncouth yet either but it’s a likely future for her lol
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