#Bella Trix Lestrange

[the-faceless-bride]

UM EXCUSE ME? WHY ARENT THERE BELLA TRIX FICS?

Edit: I retract my statement. I'm just an idiot and wasn't spelling her name right. As you were.

[warfollows]

「 ✦ phoebe tonkin .cisfemale.  she/her.  slytherin +  hogwarts.✦ 」 was  that  BELLATRIX LESTRANGE  seen  wandering  the  streets  of  diagon  alley ? the  TWENTY-EIGHT  y  /  o  WEREWOLF was  last  seen  in  HOGSMEDE. i  hear they  are  working  as  an  CURSEBREAKER and  have  sided  with  GREYBACK. they  have  been  described  as  DEDICATED  +  RUTHLESS with  the  familiarity  of  a soldier ready for war, everything black, blood before all else, a dallop of crazy, the taste of licorice.  . they  have  been  heard  humming  QUEEN by LOREN GRAY. 

BASICS.

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Bellatrix Druella Black Lestrange 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒: Bella, Trix 𝐀𝐆𝐄: Twenty-Eight 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: August 1st 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑: Cisfemale (she/her) 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Pansexual, Panromantic 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏: Married to Rodolphus Lestrange 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Cursebreaker 𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Hogwarts / Slytherin 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒: DADA, Transfiguration, Potions, Herbology, Arithmancy. 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓: Order 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇: Anxiety, PTSD, Claustrophobia 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂: Leo 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃: 12¾", Walnut Wood, Dragon Heartstring Core, Unyielding 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐒: n/a 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒: n/a (cannot produce) 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌: Phoebe Tonkin

BIOGRAPHY.

Cygnus and Druella Black had been a part of Lord Voldemort’s year at Hogwarts and thus were prepared to breed the perfect soldier for him in their oldest child. And while a girl hadn't been what they were planning for, it didn't matter; at the end of the day, she'd do what she was born to do. Bring honor to the family by fighting for the Dark Lord. Being the firstborn in a proper, pureblood family came with many experiences that weren't considered normal. While most children were learning how to spell their names, she was learning her family tree. She could name curses before she could name places, and she knew that she was a Pureblood before all else. There were rigid expectations regarding being the firstborn Black and no room for error unless she wished to be an outcast. It was no secret that was not an option as far as Bellatrix was concerned, given that it was family above all. She kept her sisters in line, upheld family values, and was groomed as the perfect warrior for the call for Pureblood Supremacy. Hogwarts wasn't a place for her to go and get an education like it was for most students. At eleven, Bellatrix was already taught to sort between her peers to ensure she made friends in the right places. She was there to ensure everyone she surrounded herself with was loyal to the Dark Lord and his cause. The classes she attended were a second option, as she'd already been learning the "necessary" magical education at home at the hands of her father. Hogwarts was child's play compared to the magic he wanted to teach his daughter. Despite the upbringing that she had experienced and the goals that she wanted to achieve through Hogwarts, Bellatrix quickly made friends with people so long as they shared the same values as her. And she made friends, especially with the people who proved they would benefit her or the Dark Lord and his cause. After completing school at Hogwarts, Bellatrix was quickly married to a family that shared her beliefs. It didn't matter if she did or didn't love Rodolphus; what mattered was that he was a pureblood. Blood purity before all else. Even after marriage, her focus was not on providing an heir for the family or keeping the perfect home for her husband; she was still focused on ensuring she was the most beneficial person to her cause. That was how Bellatrix found herself working as a Cursebreaker for the Ministry. She was good at magic and learning how to work around it, and being good at something meant that she was someone that people sought out when they needed help. The more people who did that, the more people who seemed to foolishly trust her, and that meant she could play along, pretending to trust them too, sharing just enough that they would share something with her too. All in the hopes that she'd learn something to report back to the Dark Lord. Through the years until the Dark Lord rose to power, Bellatrix was known on the inside as one of his most loyal followers and had proven time and time again that she would do anything. To the outsiders, despite being hidden under the infamous Death Eater mask, she was recognized as ruthless and perhaps a little unstable. But that was the only thing about her that was recognizable. Her identity was her best-kept secret to anyone outside of the Death Eaters. She didn't see the betrayal coming for someone who'd devoted her entire life to the Dark Lord and the cause, but what's funny about your "heroes." You never see the betrayal coming. With the help of an anonymous source, Bellatrix was provided the undeniable truth that the Dark Lord was not what he swore to be. He was not a Pureblood as he had sworn to her and the other followers. The Dark Lord was a half-blood. Fueled by rage and perhaps some grief for what she had lost, she found herself on the side of Fenrir Greyback, who was really willing to do whatever it took to come out on top. She was unsure about taking the bite, but the truth remained, Bellatrix wanted power, and she needed purpose once again. If Greyback was willing to do that, then who was she to say no?

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

childhood friends. friends. enemies. exes. a best friend.

[starchaseriseverything]

Bellatrix smiles at all the decorations she helped set up. Well, she told the Kreacher where she wanted everything, and he told the servants the same in return. She just sat back in a chair and watched, making sure everything is where it needs to be. She yelled at the servants a few times because they almost ruined everything and ripped the red velvet curtains she spent a lot of money on and has to return before her parents or aunts and uncles find out, but she still sat back and read one of her girlfriend’s articles she had written.

Narcissa and Andromeda are out getting the food for the party, Sirius is at the Black manor making sure no one finds out where they’re all going, and Regulus is at the doors holding back the piling up guests, only letting in their friends. Ophelia had arrived first which she had been let in by Regulus so she can talk to Bella about logistics of the party before everyone starts piling in.

Bella had made Ophelia the party planner because she can’t plan worth shit. Doing anything other than watching others do things has never been her strong suit. She still helped with anything Ophelia needed an opinion on, though, which was mostly everything. Bellatrix doesn’t think Ophelia has ever worked a day in her life either. I mean, she’s planning on marrying rich and hopefully never having to work.

“So, is everything perfect?” Ophelia asks finally, setting down her pad of paper and a quill she was using to check everything off.

Bellatrix takes a sigh of relief. “Yes.” She replies, kicking back and setting her feet on Ophelia’s legs. “Do you think she’ll like it?” Bellatrix asks her hesitantly.

“She likes fancy parties, right?” Bellatrix nods in return, chewing on her bottom lip. She’s liked all the parties the Black family has thrown and has even written articles about them. She’s loved fancy parties since she was little. Or at least since she was eleven. “Then she’ll like it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Are you sure about this?”

Bellatrix bites her bottom lip harder and finally looks at her friend's face. “I don’t know. Everyone else thinks so, but I have no idea.”

“Are you ready?”

“I am but I don’t think I’ll ever be ready to actually do it.” She sighs. “It doesn’t matter if I’m ready or not, it matters if she’s ready.” She looks over to more of their friends piling in, or, if you want to get technical, Regulus and Sirius’ friends who became hers. “I’m scared of getting rejected, Lia.” Bellatrix says, looking back to her friend's face.

“Everyone is.” Ophelia reassures. “But if you really want to do this before your family has a chance to hitch you off to someone else, you should do it.”

“They already tried, Lia.” Tears prick at Bellatrix’s eyes, threatening to spill. “I’m supposed to get married to Rudolphus Lestrange before I’m twenty.”

“So don’t, Bels.”

“But if I don’t, Andy will have to and then Cissa if she doesn’t, and I can’t do that to them. It’s my responsibility.”

“They’ll still have to get married to someone, Bels.”

“But it won’t be Rudolphus.”

“Talk to your parents. I’m sure they’ll understand.”

Bellatrix shakes her head. “They won’t. My aunt might, but they won’t.”

“So talk to her.”

“It’s Walburga, Lia. She might have understood years ago, but she won’t now.” She used the killing curse on someone just because they wanted food at their doorstep. She’s cruel. At least she is now. James had told them stories of his mother dating the ruthless Walburga Black.

‘Back then, she wasn’t ruthless,’ his mother had told him. ‘She was kind and affectionate. Not like she is now.’

Maybe back then she would’ve understood, but now? She won’t. She’ll torture her if she even mentions not wanting a marriage, let alone wanting to marry a witch, a Skeeter, at that. Maybe they can run away. They all can run away and live a happy life with their partners. “So, don't talk to her, Trix. Propose to her. Do it.”

Bellatrix smiles at her getting down on one knee in front of Rita. She'll say yes excitedly, and they’d kiss. They’d kiss with a thousand more suns than before because they’re getting married. Then she frowns, picturing the alternative. Her saying no and walking right out of the party, not ever talking to her again because why would she think they were something more than girlfriends?

“What if she says no?”

“Do it anyway, Trix.” Ophelia states, grabbing her legs and shaking them. “Do what you want or once. Not what your family wants you to. What you want.”

Bellatrix smiles at her friend and takes her legs back and places them on the ground. She hugs her and bounces up, running to the doors. “Reggie! Let them in! All of them!” She rushes back to the ballroom and spins around in the center of the room, laughing as people crowd around the ballroom. She’s doing this. She’s proposing to Rita Skeeter. Her Rita.

Hours later, Rita is laughing with some of her friends and Bellatrix smiles at her bright smile. She’s smiling and it hurts Bella’s with how much her heart is beating out of her chest. A champagne glass sits in Rita’s hand as she talks and laughs. Bellatrix plays with the ring box in the pocket of her long black dress that Pandora had sewn in for her. She was thinking about wearing the suit Rita had bought for her, but she loved this dress Rita had also bought for her even more.

She clears her throat and taps her glass that’s sitting on a table beside her with a spoon. It draws everyone’s attention, along with Rita’s bright smile and Ophelia’s encouraging gaze along with her cousins and sisters' curious glances. She hasn’t told anyone what she’s planning beside her best friend, and it might have been the worst decision because all there is, are curious glances and one encouraging one.

But that one glance gives her enough power to walk over to the blonde goddess and pull her to the middle of the room. She sets Rita’s glass on a table and smiles at her. “I love you so much, Rita. You have no idea. You make my heart burst with joy that I haven’t felt since I was five. You are my heart, Ri, and I love that you are my whole world. And I want you to be my whole world until we die.” Bellatrix adjusts her dress and gets down on one knee. The crowd gasps and so does Rita. “I want to be with you even in the afterlife, Ri.” She takes the blonde’s limp hands that are hanging at her sides and takes them in hers. “Rita, will you marry me?”

Rita’s breath stalls and her eyes search Bellatrix’s face for any, well, Bellatrix doesn’t know what. Maybe some sort of joke? Promise? She doesn’t know, but the face on Rita’s stalls her heart. It scares her. She has a remorseful look on her face, and it scares Bella. “Bels,” Rita starts, softly. Bellatrix closes her eyes, tears picking her eyes for a whole different reason than she thought they would be. They’re pricking because Rita��s about to say no. She’s going to say no and Bella can’t do anything about it. “You know I love you just as much, if not more, but,” She pauses as Bellatrix opens her eyes and stands up. “I can’t marry you, Trix. I have a life. We’re only a year out of school. I have a life I want to pursue before I get tied down.”

Tears drop down Bellatrix’s cheeks as she lets go of Rita’s hands. “Will you ever be ready?” She asks her, voice hoarse.

Rita shakes her head hesitantly. “No, Bels. I don’t want to get married.” Tears spill from Bella’s eyes now. “I’m sorry, Trixie.” The blonde rushes out of the building as the crowd stares dumbfounded.

She said no. She didn’t say yes. Bellatrix screams at the top of her lungs and cries. She grabs her wand from her pocket and fires. She fires with meaning. She fires because it’s the only thing she was taught to do with anger, torture, kill. “Avada Kedavra!” She yells, just barely missing Ophelia and hitting a person behind her. She continues the killing curse until there’s no one left in the ballroom except for her. Even her sisters and cousins had left.

She falls to the floor in agony of her raw lungs from screaming the killing curse left and right. Dead bodies surround her. All her friends. All Rita’s friends. Her heart hurts for a completely different reason now, but it still hurts because of the same person, Rita Skeeter. Before it hurt because she loved her so much, now it hurts because she loved her too much and, in the end, it made her turn into what she feared the most. Her family.

[bxllatrix]

𝑰 say we scrape them from each other, darling, and let them wash off in the rain & when they run into the river, let the water not complain.

i swear that even with the distance, slowly wearing out your name,

        your hands still catch the light the right way and our hearts still beat the same.

                       𝑩𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑿 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄.

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status:  active, open for plotting full name: bellatrix irma lestrange (née black) nicknames:  bella, bells, trix(ie) gender:  cis female, she/her sexuality: into all genders age: thirty patronus: can’t make one, but viper snake in theory.  wand: 12¾ inches long, walnut, dragon heartstring core.  fc: jessica de gouw

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 is the head that wears the crown and Bellatrix Black is one who wears many. Eldest child of Cygnus and Druella Black, Bella spent formative years learning how to be the perfect child. Not quite fit as heir to the name, she was made to be the next best thing— their most prized possession, their bargaining chip. She knew what was meant for her, they all did — the sisters three served one purpose: to marry into high society and dedicate themselves to the cause. Magic was a secondary part of her life, being a pureblood the first. To preserve the latter meant the prosperity of the former. A childhood filled with etiquette lessons and tutors left little room for play. She was happy to pick up the slack, her sisters left to enjoy the less important parts of life. Bonded into three strings of fate, the girls followed the same destiny— but none as serious, none as loyal as Bellatrix Black. The first child, they say, holds the key to the future. Being an heir meant little to Bella: in her heart, she was the ruler of the Black family children. She was the one with the weight on her shoulders and she would make her family proud. Destined for her own form of greatness, Bellatrix found her way into the Department of Mysteries, studying death like her life depended on it — and in some ways, it did. With death comes rebirth, and Bellatrix, though she was ever-devoted to upholding the family values, wanted even more power. To be born again, to live as a separate entity, she could shape a life without being under control. Everything falls into place for Bellatrix Black, no matter who must be run down on the way there. It was her, above all, and then her family after that. A ticking time-bomb, that’s what they say. A viper waiting to strike. A woman with a wicked, black heart.

[manyagarggg]

Bellatrix thought Voldemort called her Bella affectionately but I just think he thought she would try some trix on him if he called her Bellatrix.

[lilana163]

Reunited: Chapter 6

July 31st 1991 was the day Harry Potter would get his Hogwarts letter, usually, one would be excited to wake up to a morning filled with birthday wishes, hugs, and kisses but that wasn't Harry, the only people he wanted to receive hugs, wishes, and kisses from weren't with him anymore. So instead of wanting praises, all he ever asked for is stories, to be more specific he asked for stories about Aurora and James Potter.

" HAPPY BIRTHDAY SQUIRT," Nymphadora yelled from the top of her lungs throwing herself on top of a sleeping Harry.

" Nymphadora Tonks, get off the poor boy!" Andromeda scolded as she held one red velvet cupcake with a lit candle.

" Don't call me that!" Nymphadora mumbled laying beside Harry who rubbed his eyes groggily sitting up from where he laid.

" Happy Birthday Harry!" Ted walked over to the boy ruffling his raven hair which he inherited from none other than Aurora Potter, Andromeda walked over to the two boys holding out the cupcake in front of Harry who chuckled amusingly.

" Make a wish," Andromeda said looking down at the messy-haired boy, Harry smiled brightly at his aunt as he fixed his circular glasses on his nose.

" I wish to hear all the stories about my mum and dad," Harry wished closing his eyes and blowing out the candle, it was no surprise when hearing Harry's wish the boy said it every year but it still and will always carve a hole in Andromeda's heart even if she doesn't show it.

" As you wish," Andromeda answered giving Harry his cupcake while taking a seat on the edge of his twin-sized bed, Ted followed Andromeda and sat on the opposite side all prepared to listen in on the story.

" I remember your mothers eleventh like it was yesterday, your mum and Cissy were extremely spoiled those girls lived like absolute princesses. Anyways your grandmother Druella planed a whole ball it was magnificent, the most beautiful ball I've been to. That morning I and aunt Bella got the honour or so my father said, well we got to give the girls their Hogwarts letters. Oh dear, I must have the picture somewhere! We walked into Auroras room finding her, Narcissa, Regulus, and Sirius all huddled up on the bed together, it was the funniest thing because Sirius somehow managed to get his toes close to Narcissa's mouth, she tended to sleep with her mouth open so it looked like she'd been eating his pale toes when we woke them u-," Andromeda began to tell her story which Harry greatly appreciated since he hasn't heard of the stories of his mum's life from age eleven and up, the brunette was interpreted by a loud pop.

" Master Potter! Happy Birthday," Kreacher squealed rushing up to Harry, ever since the incident when Aurora was 15 Kreacher has been a free elf, even though he had the gift to do whatever he pleased. He made an oath to himself that he would never leave Aurora to thank her for such kindness she gave him. The day Aurora passed, Kreacher made himself Harry's elf and ever since then Kreacher would only obey and listen to the young boy.

" Thanks, Kreacher but I've told you to call me Harry," he told Kreacher. At his words, the house-elf began to mumble apologies all while banging his head on the white coloured wall.

" Stop hitting yourself," Harry pointed his finger at the house-elf which made the scrawny elf immediately stop to look at the younger boy with teary eyes as he handed him a small velvet picture book.

" Kreacher knows how Mr Harry likes pictures of my dear old  Mistress Aurora, Kreacher found a picture book in the Black manor for Mr Harry it has some pictures of Master James, as well as Mistress Aurora's friends!" Kreacher raised his voice jumping up and down which was very unlike him though he only ever showed that side of him to Harry, the elf beckoned for Harry to open the picture book making his eyes widened in excitement.

" Thank you, Kreacher!" Harry yelled while running his hands on a moving picture of his mother, each page had its own inscription written by Aurora or other initials he didn't recognise.

Taken by Prongs aka the love of your life (1976)

Future Mrs Potter ;) j.p

Future Mrs Lupin ;) a.b

" Who's Lupin?!" Harry asked Andromeda who laughed at the small written notes below the picture.

" That's your parent's friends last name, they would refer to him as Moony though I'm not quite sure why but his actual name is Remus," She responded quickly wiping away a tear as she watched the picture replay, Ted being the only one to notice he began to rub her back in a soothing manner.

Taken by Ara (1976)

My Bubsy is adorable! a.b

" Mum calls uncle Regulus Bubsy?" Harry looked away from the book earning a nod from Andromeda who got up from the bed with tears welling in her eyes.

" Harry I think it's best if you get ready for today, the Weasleys and your aunts and uncles will arrive soon," Andromeda said quickly rushing out the bedroom, she dashed down the hall into her own now allowing her tears to fall from her grey eyes, she walked over to the only picture she had of her sister which laid perfectly on the desk.

The door creaked alerting the brunette of someone's presence, Andromeda turned back to see Ted who sent her a sad smile as he slowly approached her to see what his wife held.

" Eleven, Eleven was the last age I got to see my sister. The pictures Harry carries I look at them, and all I see is a stranger. I never go to truly know her, all I have of her are the 487 letters she would send and this one picture, I probably would have never met Harry if Narcissa was stable enough to take him in," Andromeda muttered holding onto the moving picture of an eleven-year-old Aurora, Ted snaked his arm around her waist pulling Andy into a side hug.

Meanwhile, in Harry's room, Kreacher helped the young boy get ready for his birthday brunch which he was excited for, after many years of asking his mum's side of the family to join and celebrate with the Tonks and Weasleys they finally gave in, much to their distaste.

" Kreacher will pack Mr Harry's things for the Lestrange Manor," Kreacher said levitating shirts and pants into a big brown trunk, Harry nodded in approval before running down the stairs to wait for his guests.

The Weasleys were the first to arrive soon after Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange which made the atmosphere intense as they only acknowledged Harry not sparing a glance to any other.

" Oh that must be Aunt Cissa," Harry jumped up from his seat excitingly running to open the door, Andromeda tensed up not liking how Harry decided on inviting her sisters which whom she wasn't on good terms.

" Happy Birthday Harry!" Draco yelled throwing his hands around his cousin pulling him into a hug, he was soon tugged off by his younger sister.

" Move it Dragon let me bless my dear cousin with my presence, Happy Birthday Harold!" the small blonde said managing to pry Draco off Harry and pulling the green-eyed boy into a hug.

" Thanks, Draco and Aurora," Harry replied ruffling his younger cousins hair which she tried to swat off not wanting her perfectly curled locks messed up.

" Happy Birthday Harry," Lucius gave the boy a thin lip smile before entering the place with such disgust, Lucius only came for Harry and because he lives by the quote happy wife happy life.

Narcissa hadn't said anything to the boy she just stood there awkwardly as Harry waited for her to enter, Narcissa barely visited the boy instead she sent Harry letters or gifts whenever Draco and Aurora were with Harry. The raven-haired boy's eyes were too alike to his mothers, Narcissa only ever looked into his deep green eyes five times in her life, the day Harry was born she caught a glimpse of his eyes while she washed away the blood from being in the womb, Narcissa saw her nephews eyes when she visited Godrics Hollow twice after he was born, and lastly the day she lost her sister, ever since the Halloween in which her twin's life was taken Narcissa couldn't find the courage to look at his emerald eyes until today.

" Aunt Cissa are you okay?" Harry asked with clear worry watching how a tear slipped from his aunt's eye, after hearing her name she quickly got back to reality realising it was not her sister who stood in front of her but her godson instead.

" I'm fine, I just haven't seen you in a while that's all. Now, where are my manners? Happy Birthday, Ar-Harry, Happy Birthday Harry," She smiled showing off her pearly white teeth as she brought the boy into a bone-crushing hug.

" We should probably join the others," Lucius said catching how his wife almost mistaken the boy for her sister.

" Come on, your seats are by me and auntie Trix and uncle Rodolphus," Harry told Malfoys dragging Narcissa by the hand into the dining area, once the group reached the table all fell silent, Lucius looked at the group in disgust before taking his seat by Rodolphus not bothering to return the nod Arthur Weasley sent his way.

" Since we're all here, um well dig in!" Andromeda said forcing a smile as she gestured to the assorted food, to cut the tension they all began to pile different foods on their white plate.

" So Harry what do you have planned for this special day?" Arthur asked from across the table, Harry smiled brightly at the man before turning to Narcissa who was scolding Bellatrix on her manners.

" I would certainly love to hear the different stories about my mum and dad. I was wondering if you could tell a few aunt Cissy," Harry replied turning the attention from Arthur to Narcissa who nodded approvingly. Lucius tensed up seeing his wife agree, he knew that Aurora was always a sensitive topic for Narcissa. Lucius never truly understood how deep their bond ran until his wife quite literally broke down, he had just got her back and he isn't going to let her go back to such a state without a fight. The blonde man was good at hiding his feelings, and because of this, he managed to master an outstanding poker face. Though it was hard keeping up such a show when you see your wife would silently cry into her pillow, the tragic death of Aurora Potter hit Narcissa in waves, Lucius never would've thought the day he lost his sister in law meant losing his wife and the mother of his kids in the process. It was dark times for the Malfoy's so it came as a shock when one day on a very cloudy morning everything seemed just a tad bit better, Narcissa began to shower and dress on her own and that was enough for Lucius to shed a tear, the day he so begged for finally came, it was some progress but it was enough to make his world.

" Well since you are to receive your Hogwarts letter today, I think it's only fitting to start with your mother's days at Hogwarts including your father though do keep in mind that I never really fancied being around James so I don't quite much to tell," Narcissa spoke to Harry with a smile that radiated warmth, Harry's eyes lit up as he jumped up and down his seat eagerly waiting to hear about his parents days at Hogwarts.

" Start with your first day, beginning to end!" He was quivering all over with excitement making all chuckle at his demeanour Narcissa nodded with a twinkle in her eyes seeing how worked up the boy got.

" If you insist," she began breathing out a deep sigh reaching out for his small hand and holding it with hers, "I and your mother were thrilled when we stood in platform 9 3/4, yes we've been there hundreds of times to say our goodbyes to Andromeda and Bella but you get a whole different euphoria when knowing it's you who will be stepping into that scarlet red train. To begin a new chapter of your life, Hogwarts is everyone's second home and that's what made me and your mother feel like it was Christmas morning for our first year. Especially because we had sisters who would constantly talk about the wonders of Hogwarts. I remember my first day like it was yesterday, your grandmother talked to us about making the family proud and so on then um-," Narcissa rambled then hesitantly looked up at Andromeda and Ted who seemed to know her next words, though knowing the story Andromeda was rather curious to hear her sisters view, the brunette was prepared to defend herself if Narcissa were to make a snarky remark making tension collect between the two.

" Well someone pulled us aside to inform us that she'll be running off with a mudblood and live her happily ever after because that was way more important than her younger sisters, who she left behind to fend for themselves in such a gruesome manner in which we had to call home," Narcissa said smiling innocently at the boy who hadn't seemed bothered of the m-word instead he shrugged it off as if it were nothing, unlike the Weasleys and Tonks who gasped at the word which fell so elegantly out of her red painted lips.

" How dare you speak that word in my house!" Andromeda stood up from her seat pushing it back send death glares her younger sisters way, Bellatrix was smirking but soon it faltered seeing her traitor of a sister hold her wand to the side of her dress hiding it from Narcissa's view.

" Now, now calm down Andromeda you wouldn't want to have a petty argument on Harry's birthday. It's not needed to ruin such a special day for him, so I suggest you take a seat so I may continue the story, where I left off before I was rudely cut off," Narcissa huffed glaring at her sister, Andromeda hesitantly sat down with a scowl on her face making it evident she would rather be anywhere else much to Bellatrix's entertainment.

" Aurora loved to keep a happy persona up even in the darkest of times, so even though she felt hurt by what I say was a betrayal of a sister, she found the light in her hurt. I don't know how your mother saw the best in everything, anyways during the boat ride to Hogwarts James went on and on about how gorgeous your mummy was, which she found quite annoying immediately becoming not so fond of him. Yet she managed to get herself married to him and have a wonderful child as well," Narcissa said while Harry sat slightly leaning over the table listening intently while the Lestranges and Lucius glared at the Weasleys who glared daggers at Narcissa still seeming hurt by her words.

" Your mum and uncle Sirius both got sorted into Gryffindor, if I am being honest I saw that coming though if you met your mother one would tell she was a mix of both Slytherin and Gryffindor. I remember how Aurora glanced over at the Slytherin table looking at me with her deep green eyes, I could tell she was shocked and maybe scared but all it took was a reassuring smile and she walked on over to the Gryffindor table," Narcissa told Harry seeing how his eyes began to water, Aurora seemed to notice this and walked over to hug the boy.

" Are you okay Harry?" Bellatrix asked softening her expression seeing how his eyes got tearier by the minute, all attention turned to Harry who nodded blinking away his tears.

" I wish I could've met them, I wish I could've met mum and dad," Harry muttered looking down at his plate not daring to meet the staring gaze of the others.

"They're always with you Harry, even if you don't see them," Andromeda spoke from across the table as she leaned over to get a view of the boy.

" I would like to hear the rest of the story please," he stated trying to change the subject it was silent for a few seconds before the sound of Narcissa clearing her throat broke it.

" Ahh where was, well when your mother...

Flashback:

All houses were dismissed for bed, the corridors were crowded with students all going in different directions. If it weren't for her sisters laugh the blonde wouldn't have found the person she was most eager to speak to.

Narcissa fastened her past swiftly moving past the large crowd of students, she finally spotted the group of five she hung with earlier making a turn for another corridor. Narcissa took advantage and pulled her sister into a dark and empty one, Aurora was ready to punch the living daylights out of Narcissa before she spotted the blonde locks and came to the conclusion it was not a weirdo.

" Cissy," Aurora blurted out throwing herself into her sister's warm embrace, Narcissa was taken back by the action but gave in from hearing a quiet sob.

" Please don't be mad I don't w-," Aurora started but was cut off by her sister who moved to cup her face.

" I'm not mad, nothing could come between us. I won't let our houses define the relationship we have towards one another, and I hope you don't. Nothing will change Ara. Not even you hanging with mudbloods, filthy half-bloods, and blood traitors will come between us. You're my twin, you're stuck with me forever even in the afterlife," Narcissa said whipping away the tears from Aurora's pink cheeks." Thank you, I don't know what I'd do if I lost you," Aurora replied.

End of flashback

Narcissa finished her story, the Weasleys and Tonks had confused faces not hiding the shock from what they just heard, it came as a surprise that Narcissa hadn't cared if Aurora was a blood traitor especially because she speaks so highly on blood purity.

" So you didn't care if Aurora was a blood traitor?!" Andromeda asked in disbelief fighting to keep the hurt she felt from showing, Narcissa and Andromeda no longer had a relationship because of their separate beliefs so it hurt Andromeda to hear that her sister could be so angry at her but not Aurora, as they both seemed to share the same thinking.

" No, why would I care? She was my sister, after all, death would be the only thing to pull us apart not our differences," Narcissa shrugged not understanding why it was such a big deal, Andromeda's eyes began to well with tears as she stood up from her seat.

" I'm your sister, yet you treat me like a stranger! I and Aurora are the same yet you have a blind eye for her? Make it make sense Narcissa, why do you hate me so much? We used to be close yet you let the fact that my husband is a muggle-born tarnish our sisterly bond," Andromeda let out allowing the tears to spill from her eyes onto her cheeks, Bellatrix and Lucius watched the quarrel with amusement knowing it wasn't Andromeda's beliefs which lead to the downfall of their relationship and they both found everything quite funny seeing Andromeda act such away.

" Aurora was a better sister than you'd ever be, don't you dare say the two of you are alike when you are nothing but from that. I don't hate you, Andromeda, so calm down there is no need for this, you're making a fool of yourself," Narcissa spoke unfazed by her sister's reaction, Narcissa would never like to admit it but she could never bring it in herself to hate Andromeda. Though she tried many times, it couldn't change the fact that she loved her sister but it's not enough to forgive Andy for leaving her and Aurora behind, or because Andromeda never really attempted to write or speak to Narcissa until Harry came along.

" I, I have to go," Andromeda stormed off leaving behind an awkward silence. Harry then realised that perhaps it wasn't the best idea to have his aunts in the same room, especially when they hadn't talked in years.

" Cake?" Rodolphus said with a toothy smile trying to ease the tension.

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{ emma greenwell / female / she/her } – ♦ The war is here. The realization hit { BELLATRIX LESTRANGE } as they stood alone on the streets of London. They are a { TWENTY-NINE } year old { PUREBLOOD } { DEATH EATER } who can be described as { + PASSIONATE } and { + POWERFUL }. But be wary for they are also { - MANIPULATIVE } and { - CRUEL }. Currently they are siding with { DEATH EATERS }. – ♦ { theodora } Name: Bellatrix Druella Lestrange (nee Black)  Nicknames: Bella, Bells, Trix, Trixie School/House: Hogwarts/Slytherin  FC: Emma Greenwell DOB: 13/08/1951 Gender: Woman Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual Blood status: Pureblood Patronus: None Side: Death Eaters Additional Information:  -Badass woman who will not hesitate to harm someone who doesn’t give her the respect she deserves.  -Among the most powerful of Death Eaters.  -Oldest of the three Black sisters.  -Had a relationship with Voldemort from age 14-17.  -Was betrothed to Rodolphus when she was 17, the pair began courting when she was 18. They married when she was 22 and have been in a stable relationship ever since.  -Despite her cruelness and her general distaste for people she really loves Rod.  -Loves punk records and getting high. -Still goes to seedy pubs and clubs.  -Doesn’t act like she’s almost 30. 

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I made an error in the Twilight chapter 12 review.

In the Twilight chapter 12 review I claimed that Bella telling Mike and Jessica her plans changed was pointless, since she was just swapping one lie for another.

I was wrong.

Before those scenes, Mike and Jessica are under the impression that Bella will be with Edward in Seattle on Saturday. After those scenes, Mike and Jessica are under the impression that Bella will be home alone on Saturday. Something of value was lost between these two stories:

Edward’s presence.

Bella is aware of the possibility that Edward could lose control during their date and kill her. Edward told her about it and even encouraged Bella to tell Charlie she was seeing him before their date. Bella not only didn’t follow Edward’s advice, she did the opposite thing and told Mike and Jessica she won’t be seeing Edward. Therefore, if Edward kills Bella on Saturday… no one will suspect him and he’ll get away with it.

Edward obviously doesn’t want that. He tried to get Bella to tell Charlie about him explicitly to deter himself from losing control and giving himself incentive to bring her back alive. After all, if Bella dies on Saturday and Charlie (you know, the Chief of Police) knows about her relationship with Edward, then Edward will be suspected immediately and arrested for her murder. Best case scenario, Edward rots in Forks Prison for the rest of his eternal life. Worst case scenario, the Volturi extracts him from prison to keep humanity from discovering his lack of aging and they kill him or brainwash him into joining them and turning against his family. No matter what, if Charlie knows about Edward, then Edward can’t kill Bella without incriminating himself.

Of course, Edward could have told Charlie himself or explained his reasons for telling him more clearly to Bella, but the point remains that Edward was trying to set things up so that he couldn’t get away with killing her and using that as an incentive to remain under control.

Bella went out of her way to make things worse. Instead of Edward paying for it if she dies, Bella ensured that Edward wouldn’t be punished if he killed her. That’s basically tempting Edward to kill her and feed on her since they both know he can get away with it.

That certainly is an expression of love, alright.

Psychotic love. That’s the sort of move that Yuno Gasai or Junko Enoshima would make, and what Tira from Soul Calibur actually tried to do with Nightmare.

Congratulations, Bella. Not only is your name similar to Bellatrix Lestrange, you act like her too!

So chapter 12 had a purpose after all. It’s the first time Bella shows her mettle as a Yandere.

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Madam Bella Trix Lestrange (at Cooley's Landing)

[thegoldenyearsrp]

       ¡Bienvenida a tus años dorados, Bellatrix Lestrange!

��Felicidades, Nat! Tu audición ha sido aceptada. Nos alegra mucho tenerte por aquí. Tienes 48 horas para mandar tu cuenta e incorporarte al roleplay. Esperamos disfrutes tu estancia y cualquier duda, estamos para servirte. ¡Gracias por tu interés!

moony.

{ NOTA: ¡Hola, Nat! Primero que nada, el cambio de FC queda aceptado. Segundo, quería decirte que la parte de la audición que pedíamos era sólo la parte del personaje canon, no del OC, de modo que adjunté tus descripciones en la última pregunta de la audición (cabe agregar que es una audición muy completa, lo cual me fascina). No hay problema, es error mío por no poner cuales formatos deben responderse, y que bueno porque así puedo señalar. ¡Disculpa cualquier molestia y gracias! }

→ PERSONAJE CANON

✦ DATOS IC

DATOS PERSONALES

Personaje deseado: Bellatrix Lestrange (Black).

Apodo: Bella ó Trix.

FC: Blanca Padilla.

Fecha de nacimiento: 21 febrero.

Padres: Druella y Cygnus III Black.

Hermanos: Narcissa y Andrómeda Black.

Mascota: N/A.

Alianza: Mortífagos.

CARACTERÍSTICAS MÁGICAS

Boggart: Lord Voldemort diciéndole que es una vergüenza y que lo ha decepcionado.

Patronus: No lo conjura.

Varita: Nogal, 32.38 centímetros, núcleo de fibra de corazón de dragón. Inflexible. Tiene una ligera curvatura que la hace asemejarse a la garra de un pájaro.

Amortentia: Petricor, sangre y menta.

Espejo de Oesed: Ella junto a Lord Voldemort, él sonríe orgulloso y satisfecho por su labor y lealtad. Ella es feliz.

ETCÉTERA

¿Algún cambio?

Sí, de fc. Pasaría a usar a Blanca Padilla.

¿Por qué escogiste a este personaje?

Bellatrix está loca, aunque su comportamiento va mucho más allá que la sevicia y sadismo con la que ataca a sus víctimas. Bellatrix busca la aprobación de Lord Voldemort y en cierto modo eso la hace vulnerable, pues su deseo por complacerlo la enceguece y estaría dispuesta a todo por su Señor. Me gusta la oportunidad de explorar ese otro lado de Bella, más allá de las torturas, su sarcasmo y la mala relación con su hermana Andrómeda y su esposo Rodolphus, a quien ni siquiera quiere. Creo que Bellatrix podría llegar a amar, o bueno, a apreciar desde su punto de vista y su corazón podrido, a Voldemort; así como sentir algo más que odio y desprecio por Andrómeda. Quiero darle un toque más humano.

¿Cómo ves al personaje psicológicamente?

Como ya dije, es desequilibrada mentalmente. No es una persona normal y ciertamente no se comporta como un adulto, no piensa en las consecuencias y actúa por puro instinto sin tener un plan trazado. En muchos aspectos se parece a un animal salvaje que reacciona con violencia ante cualquier amenaza, desconfiada incluso con su marido. Busca la aprobación de Lord Voldemort con desesperación, estaría dispuesta a morir por él.

La primogénita de los Black, nacida para triunfar y llevar muy en alto el apellido así como sus férreos ideales. La siguieron Narcissa y Andrómeda, con las que siempre tuvo un instinto de protección más allá de las constantes discusiones y desacuerdos entre ellas. Su madre jamás pudo hacerla una rosa como a Narcissa o bondadosa como Andrómeda, ella era como el mar: indomable, feroz e impredecible.  Desde que aprendió a caminar no volvió a seguir ni una sola de las instrucciones que Druella y Cygnus le pedían. Disfrutaba de hacer rabiar a Narcissa al enredar su cabello y secuestrando las mascotas de Andrómeda, las cuales siempre terminaban con las vísceras expuestas colgadas de algún árbol de la mansión. Aún así, su madre insistió en hacer de ella toda una señorita digna de casarse con un hombre de sangre pura con el suficiente prestigio como para merecerla; a ella nunca le hizo gracia perder su apellido y estar a la sombra de un hombre, ni de nadie. Un desastre en las reuniones sociales, siempre se negó a usar guantes o cualquier otra cosa innecesaria con el solo fin de impresionar a posibles candidatos, no le agradó que Narcissa sí los usara.  

El Sombrero Seleccionador no dudó ni un instante en enviarla a la casa de Salazar Slytherin. Jamás se destacó por ser una estudiante ejemplar, pero sí por las constantes peleas en las que se veía involucrada y claro, los cotilleos acerca de las prácticas poco ortodoxas que llevaba a cabo con los gatos de sus compañeras de habitación. Muchos eran los rumores alrededor de Bellatrix Black, los mismos que no se molestaba en desmentir y que inlcuso alimentaba con su comportamiento errático, sus amenazas y esa mirada de loca que siempre ha tenido. Pronto comenzó a perseguir a los sangre sucias así como a los traidores de sangre, aunque la mayoría de las veces no recibían más que una advertencia. Para nadie era un secreto que aborrecía a los impuros, y que los consideraba inferiores a ella; logró contagiar su espíritu purista entre su círculo de amistades. Finalmente se graduó sin honores, ad portas de un compromiso con Rodolphus Lestrange. 

Bellatrix vive junto a su esposo en cercanías a la mansión Black, no comparten aposentos y las únicas ocasiones en las que se atreve siquiera a tomar su mano es en público, y solo si la situación lo amerita. Está entregada completamente a su señor Lord Voldemort, sigue sus instrucciones al pie de la letra: persigue, secuestra, amenaza y hasta mataría por él. Mantiene una buena relación con Narcissa, quien parece demasiado feliz como la señora Malfoy; Andrómeda, por su parte, está muerta para ella. Suele pasar el tiempo buscando a Lord Voldemort o fuera de casa, evitando al máximo a Rodolphus, no piensa tener descendencia. 

Los ojos encendidos, la sonrisa ladina que no esconde nada bueno. Lleva la palabra peligro tatúada en la frente, es peligrosa, impulsiva, explosiva y no tiene escrúpulos ni vergüenza. Es salvaje, de sangre caliente y malas intenciones, toda ella es una amenaza latente que no dudaría en atacar directo a la yugular. Es orgullosa en demasía, no le gusta ser subordinada a menos que se trate de su adorado Lord Voldemort, a quien no duda ni un instante en seguir como la más fiel de las ovejas. Su palabra es ley y pobre de quien ose siquiera sugerir lo contrario, autoritaria de una forma casi dictatorial, cree firmemente en que nadie lo hace mejor que ella, por lo que no le gusta delegar tareas. Purista acérrima, considera inferior a cualquier sangre sucia o traidor a su sangre, los aborrece con cada fibra de su ser. No parece sentir lástima por nada ni por nadie. 

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RULES:   repost ,   don’t reblog .   tag some ppl if you want to ,   i guess ? TAGGED BY:  @motherdcarest

██▒   GENERAL

NAME:   Bellatrix Lestrange née Black ALIAS(ES):   Bella, Bells, Trix (if you have a deathwish) GENDER:   female AGE:   between 20/30 (verse dependent, can be older or younger) DATE OF BIRTH: september 21, 1951 OCCUPATION:   deatheater

██▒   APPEARANCE

EYE COLOR:  dark brown HAIR COLOR:   black HEIGHT:   5′7 SCARS:   likely a few scars due to magic BURNS:   none OVERWEIGHT:   no   UNDERWEIGHT:   no

██▒   FAVORITE

COLOR:   purple HAIR COLOR:  black EYE COLOR:  blue SONG: perhaps some swing? MOVIE:   n/a TV SHOW:   n/a   FOOD:   spicy food, not really a preference DRINK:   coffee and wine BOOK:     poetry

██▒   HAVE THEY

PASSED UNIVERSITY:  no, she had her N.E.W.T.S though HAD SEX:   yes HAD SEX IN PUBLIC:  yes GOTTEN PREGNANT:  yes KISSED A BOY:   yes KISSED A GIRL:   depends on verse GOTTEN TATTOOS:   yes GOTTEN PIERCINGS:   besides her ears, no HAD A BROKEN HEART:   no  BEEN IN LOVE:   yes STAYED UP FOR MORE THAN 24 HOURS:   yes

██▒   ARE THEY

A VIRGIN:   no A KISSER:   yes SCARED EASILY:  no JEALOUS EASILY:  no TRUSTWORTHY:  dependent on who is trusting her DOMINANT:   9 out of 10 times SUBMISSIVE:   maybe to rodolphus and the dark lord IN LOVE:  yes SINGLE:   no

██▒   RANDOM QUESTIONS

HAVE THEY HARMED THEMSELVES:   no THOUGHT OF SUICIDE:   yes ATTEMPTED SUICIDE:   no WANTED TO KILL SOMEONE:   yes DROVE A CAR:   no HAVE/HAD A JOB:  no HAVE ANY FEARS:   abandonment and tight spaces

██▒   FAMILY

SIBLINGS:  narcissa and andromeda PARENTS:   Cygnus III Black and Druella Rosier CHILDREN:   apparently delphini but not in my canon PETS:   a cat named bastet

TAGGING: whoever is reading this!

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Good Morning and Happy Labor Day! Another beautiful day down here in SoFlo! Our morning walk was very Superlative today! Miss Bella Trix was back on her duck hunt as usual, she followed the Muscovy Ducks down the dock at Cooley's Landing and after she watched them jump into the water, the next thing I see is that Miss Bella Trix Lestrange decides to take a flying leap right into the river. Lei Lani and I just watched in wonderment as she dog- paddled herself out of the water and onto the boat ramp. Lei Lani had a look on her face as to say "Bella you're a dumbass." Bella learned a lesson today, which is that she cannot fly. LOL. Bella Trix the most cautious dog I have decides to leap and swim. I do admit I was a little panicked stricken and ready to jump in after her just in case she couldn't swim. Fun time for all early in the morning! Everyone have a Phenomenal Day! (at Riverwalk Park)