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[pcraspcra]

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marauder’s era [tag = bl.verse: marauder’s.]

THE NOBLE AND MOST ANCIENT HOUSE OF BLACK

Takes place during the years that Lily and the Marauders were at Hogwarts. Bellatrix was a proud Black sister, sorted into Slytherin and working hard to prove herself as the eldest Black daughter. She found friendships within Slytherin and its pureblood families that followed her to her ranks within the Dark Lord’s deatheaters.

golden trio era  [tag = bl.verse: golden trio era.]

FOREVER MY LORD 

After marrying Rodolphus and joining with the Deatheaters in the first Wizarding war, she spent her time in Azkaban. She was pushed closer and closer to insanity until finally finding freedom during the mass breakout in the Trio’s 5th year. She rejoined her ranks within the Deatheaters, more sadistic and obsessed with the Dark Lord’s cause then ever. She was finally given the power to save the black line by removing Sirius and then eventually Nymphadora.

[tmvoldemort]

Late evening at Hogwarts, Lucius lay on the bed next to his wife, Draco, and baby Delphi, who had fallen asleep after being fed and bathed. The blond wizard was glad that with Severus' help they had managed to carry out her transformation to completion, now the once daughter of Bella and the Dark Lord now resembled a Malfoy and not a Lestrange or Riddle. Now Delphini Malfoy slept peacefully in the arms of her father and brother, Draco who had become extremely protective of his new baby sister, and Severus eagerly tending to his foster goddaughter in his breaks from teaching. Lucius felt bad that by helping him and his family, Severus' secret spy work on behalf of Potter had suffered heavily, but he trusted his old friend and knew he had him on his side. Now Severus, as was his wont, was on the outs with Voldemort and that vile franchise, his infernal sister-in-law Bellatrix.

"Sleep, my little daughter." Lucius whispered softly, gently stroking the silver curls of his already baby. He knew that now Delphi was safe and completely free from the influence of the Dark Lord and Bella. His daughter could sleep peacefully, and thanks to their love and care, she would be a happy and good person. He did not regret his decision to take her. He didn't know how to regret it, especially since Delphi was his family's treasure of all treasures.

The only thing that still reminded him of the shadow falling on them was his Dark Mark, which tormented him with baking pain from time to time or gave him nightmares. Today he felt the pain too, but he sensed that it was still a vendetta on Bellatrix's part, but he knew that after Delphi had taken the potion with his and Narcissa's blood added, the transformation that had taken place in the girl was final and that Voldemort and Bella would not get the child back. Now Delphi was a Malfoy and nothing in the world would be able to change that.

"Mine. Only mine." Lucius whispered after which he himself lay down to sleep, whether he would have nightmares or not.

The brilliant lights of London illuminated the half construed penthouse. Filling the empty concrete and wall less floor with light. Voldemort stood looking out the great window. Scanning across the vast city. Disdainful for the loud noise barely muted by the building insulation.

“Well?” Voldemort said, not bothering to turn round.

The figure joining him steps forward. His face was sun kissed but the cheekbones were fine. Befitting for someone less slimy. Better for the social parlors, not the underworld.

“What did you find, Jae Kim?”

“Not much.” Jae said, pulling out a hand rolled cigarette. Lighting it with the tip of his wand. Taking a deep drag as if calming himself.

Beneath the scent of smoldering clovers Voldemort could smell old blood. Covered by the sterile smell of healing gel and herbs. Jae blows out a cloud above his own head. Leaning most of his weight on one leg.

“Not when Snape caught on that I was asking questions.” Jae said, “Chase after me a good bit. Not the first time nor the last.”

So Severus Snape was a traitor now? 

“So what have you brought me?” 

“Only a name. One that’s not public actually.” Jae frowned, “Malfoy. Delphini Malfoy.”

Jae shook his head. Eyes squinted, at the coin purse flying towards him. Catching it at the last moment. He gave the dark wizard a bow. Reframing from something less formal.

“A Malfoy?” Voldemort whispers, a sharp crack broke the silence.

“Yeah.” Jae took one last drag before flicking his smoke across the empty floor. It’s amber light catching the crack branching out in the window in front of Voldemort.

Jae takes his leave. Richer for it.Leaving The Dark Lord to his own thoughts. Knowing the war games were none of his business. One lived long enough to remain ignorant.

Voldemort's gaze remains fixed out across the city, barely seen much  beyond the rippling window. The glass pane looked ready to crumble.No. The girl is mine. His nails pierced his palm, balling up into a fist. She’ll come to me. In time.

[tvintedspvrkmoving]

[ TO THE THREAT ]: " get out. " ( hermione / bellatrix! )

unknown meme .

⸺  𝗢𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗦  𝗪𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡  𝗔𝗦  𝗔  𝗦𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗥  𝗨𝗣𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗦  𝗛𝗘𝗥  𝗟𝗜𝗣𝗦  ,  eyeing  the  younger  witch  with  a  curious  glare  akin  to  a  lioness  stalking  her  prey  .  ❝  and  what  if  i  don't  ?  ❞  she  queries  ,  sharp  cackle  pulled  from  her  diaphragm  as  she  circles  the  girl  .  ❝  what  if  i  want  to  stay  and  play  a  while  ?  you  like  games  ,  don't  you  ,  mudblood  ?  you  like  to  think  you  know  everything  .  what  makes  you  think  i  don't  know  some  things  ,  too  ?  ❞  the  whole  time  she  speaks  bellatrix's  gaze  never  leaves  the  countenance  of  the  other  woman  ,  smile  never  leaves  her  face  .  ❝  are  you  afraid  ,  little  one  ?  i'm  not  going  to  hurt  you  . . .  or  am  i  ?  ❞

[irlmango]

through the looking glass had contrasting dynamic between the red queen and the white queen. so good it was basically bellatrix and andromeda

one filled with stoic insanity and a cold fury, calculating of her every move and she seems to remember it all. whilst the other is encompassed of oddity and peculiar insanity, so bizarre that not even alice can help her. though both have outlandish ideas of living

[despiite]

✎ @misquigley plotted starter.

Fingernails dig into the meat of Bellatrix’s palms as the world seems to unravel around them, all loose ends and fraying edges while lights flash and people in uniform swarm and flit and comb the area. The wail of sirens sets off a pounding in her skull, but she breathes, slow and deep, counts up and back down and up again to ten. She cannot afford to lose herself in the thrum of hysteria - not again, not like before. Swallowing hard, she feels the contraction of her tongue, her throat, follows it down into her belly. She is here, now, in this moment. She needs something to focus on.

Misty. Where is Misty?

She finds her in the glare of the too late ambulance, tense and shaking in that irritating little man’s arms and, judging by the look on his face, he doesn’t really understand what is happening and either takes too much pleasure in the blonde’s apparent need for comfort or overestimates his own importance therein. It rubs her the wrong way and settles like an itch beneath the skin. She doesn’t want him taking her anywhere. She doesn’t want her out of her sight.

“Here, I’ve got her.” The look she levels at him doesn’t leave much room for argument, even if his mouth does open and close as though searching for some legitimate protest, and she cuts in, pulling Misty out of his grasp by the shoulders. “Misty… Misty, look at me. We have to go. Come on. We need to leave.”

[bijoupreciieux]

news of albus dumbledore’s murder is almost all anyone can talk about this last week, it’s been front page coverage ever since the news initially broke. alongside his name is the witch who performed the despicable act, bellatrix lestrange —- the name alone elicits fear && dread. many still remember that fateful halloween night many years ago, survivors and people who had lost someone they loved to her insatiable blood thirst.

bellatrix has stepped from out of a large ornate cabinet in the requirement room of hogwarts, followed by a handful of devoted followers. she smirks at the sight of her nephew hurrying away, so frightened of auntie bella! running from her and from the knowledge that he’s played a part in this, brought someone incredibly dangerous into these sacred walls.

students on their way to bed hurry away when they realize the infamous witch is in their school. luckily for them she isn’t interested in terrorizing them, she’s focused on finding her former house mate from years ago —- the head of the sacred twenty-eight && head of slytherin house. she’s on top of a table in the great hall, kicking plates and other cutlery off whilst waving her hand casting destructive spells that cause the windows to shatter, the harrowing sound accompanied by her psychotic cackle that rings out. ❝ rhaegar! come out come out handsome! ❞ she calls out in a sing-song voice.

starter for @rhaegore ( rhaegar ) from dark lady!bellatrix

[bccksmarts]

VERSE NOTES ➝ Sherlock

Just more verse notes as I've been rewatching the show and I might be a tad obsessed ♡

These notes are 100% up for change, especially if people feel like including their muses!! This is just how I see things going or could go if HP muses were to be involved in some way, shape or form ♡

This verse, even though it's clearly a crossover, can also be taken as a Muggle AU! Basically the world where magic doesn't / never existed.

And a little reminder that Hermione, in this verse, is not a Granger. She's a Holmes.

• The Malfoys, primarily Lucius Malfoy, are members of the Government.

•  Like Mycroft, Lucius Malfoy is a Government Official. He sits on the seats as most of the important Government members do, such as Mycroft Holmes. •  Lucius is one of the more snobby and shady members of the Government, who has strong distaste for the Holmes'—specifically Sherlock Holmes and especially Mycroft Holmes, and by extension, Sherlock's only child & daughter, Hermione. • Lucius has a strong dislike for Hermione due to her besting his son, Draco, in most ( if not every ) lesson they have together, always walking out of exams with perfect marks. He goes home and does nothing but complain about her.   ⤷ Molly tells Hermione it's just a school boy with a crush on her, which    at a young age, makes the little Holmes cringe and gag. •  Narcissa is the high class ❛do things behind the scenes❜ wife and mother. She goes out for tea and events with women of similar standing, making sure her son is well taught, tailored, prim and proper, whilst trying to keep her husband in line.

• The Weasleys

•  So similarly to how it would be at Hogwarts, all the Weasleys, ( Ginny, Ron, Fred, George, Percy, Bill & Charlie ) all attend the same school that Hermione attends. A mix class school, all the children in different year groups, but basically exactly as it was at Hogwarts. How Molly Weasley manages, we'll never know. •  Arthur Weasley is also a Government official, sat on the same row of tables as Lucius Malfoy and Mycroft Holmes, but digs more into the things that people of the Government deem as "little" / unimportant.

• The Potters are NOT infamous.

•  Harry is still born to James Potter and Lily Potter ( neé Evans ), but unlike the movies and books, James and Lily are still alive and thriving, raising their son Harry without a worry of murder in the world, just a normal family, really. •  That being said, Harry still grows up with the same, kind attitude as he usually does, but having a lot less trauma following behind him, still becoming best friends with Ronald Weasley and Hermione Holmes. •  James Potter is a member of the Government, but on a lower tier compared to Mycroft, Lucius and Arthur. He also coaches the "Gryffindor" football team on the afternoons when he isn't working, teaching Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George and other kids / teens how to play.   ⤷ Football is where Harry & Draco kick off their rivalry, and where    Hermione goes to stick up for her friends, calling Draco a "spoilt little    brat" for his father buying his position and her a "filthy little trollop". •  Harry's got two non-blood related uncles, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, and a God-son, Teddy Lupin, who are all alive and well. Sirius has still been to jail for being framed for some sort of murder, and Remus has scars from a dog ( or wolf ) attack.

• The Teachers at school are the exactly same, just less magical

•  I don't think I need to make note, but I will. Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore, and lots of other professors are now just plain teachers. Albus Dumbledore is still the headmaster, but dies in their sixth year of old age, having Minerva McGonagall take over as Headmistress.   ⤷ The subjects that they will teach is totally open for people's muses of    them to interpret! •  This also means that if people make their muses teachers, like Hermione for example, they'd just be plain teachers, following on from their old mentors above them.

[redemptivexheroics]

@sah1x1s​

Freya looked at her aunt, she had been refrained from returning to Hogwarts which in her opinion was dumb because Draco had been allowed to return because of his mission. She knew her family was involved with the Dark Lord, her aunt in particular and she loved them to some extent but Bellatrix, she often found herself at odds with. “So are you just gonna sit there and watch my every move or can I try to do something to stave off the boredom? I should be halfway to Hogwarts right now, not being babysat by the family psycho” 

[rewritingcanon]

idk why im in such a bad mood rn but it actually PISSES ME TF OFF how the entire marauders fandom collectively decided to take this bum-ass loser character with one discernable impact on the storyline (regulus. im talking about regulus) and make him a super complex, three-dimensional MAIN character in the era that’s being literally paired with JAMES POTTER(???) when they could’ve taken a character who AREADY has existing complexities and everything they could ever want and develop them. but they won’t because that character is a fucking woman ☠️☠️

the way the black sisters would have the entire fandom in a fucking chokehold if they were boys. do you actually think sirius and regulus would be as cherished as they are now if they were women? hell fucking no, regulus would be hated on so badly. the way we were given narcissa and fucking andromeda too? here’s the entire fandom yapping on and on about how cool regulus is for rebelling against the dark lord when narcissa was doing it and fucking getting away with it too (because she’s better and doesn’t suck ass). here’s andromeda going against her entire bloodline ON HER OWN but yet shes still so overshadowed by sirius (who literally came after her). then you got bellatrix who is canonly one of the most powerful (and cuntiest) witches in the hp-verse and you decide to go and develop BARTY instead. think about it. they’re both crazy except one is more of a loser and is a male so of course the fandom will choose him.

and then. of course. lily evans who is literally the mother of the entire verse itself is still out here fighting for literal recognition and development from the fandom. and those mfs still give it to regulus instead ☠️☠️

[spellwrites]

The news of his potential execution finally elicits a reaction from Lucius, and Imogen isn’t above feeling a stab of something akin to vindication at the sight. A slight frown flickers across her lips. She’ll need to quell that sort of sentiment before the trial starts, or she’ll have no hope of winning. For a case as crucial as this, she expects Kingsley—Acting Minister Shacklebolt—will want to oversee it himself, and she’s been on the receiving end of his insightful eye often enough to know he’ll see through even the slightest waver in her conviction.

That could pose a problem, though it’s far from their most immediate one.

Imogen reaches into her coat again and removes her well-worn Journal of Lists, thumbing through the pages until she reaches one titled 'List of Known and Suspected Death Eaters.' It’s one of her oldest Capital 'L' Lists—the oldest she still maintains, older even than her official Lists of Friends and Enemies—but until now it lived only in her head. Given her position as first the daughter of two Known Death Eaters and then the spymaster for the Order, she thought it unwise to write it down.

“I know the Aurors are pushing for execution for the Carrows, and they’re practically guaranteed to get it,” she says, running a finger down the List to jog her memory. Her path stutters for a moment over the entry for 'Lucretia Selwyn (died 2/5/1998).'

“Who else…? They likely want Yaxley. Greyback. Possibly Macnair, with all the damage his giants caused Hogwarts. Oh, and Dolores Umbridge’s name was considered, despite not actually being a Death Eater. Says a lot about her character, that…” She snaps the book shut. “That should give you an idea of what we mean by ‘worst offenders.’”

Severus isn’t first in the Ministry’s line for execution only because, as far as they’re concerned, the Dark Lord really did kill him that night in the Shrieking Shack. Harry Potter himself said so, after all.

Kingsley knows the truth, she’s sure. It would be hard for him to not put the pieces together, between Potter’s story about the snake and Imogen’s demand for undisclosed, unquestioned use of the specific Healer who treated Arthur Weasley after his snake attack. For now, Kingsley seems… at least not unwilling to let her handle things while he’s preoccupied with more pressing matters, but the Ministry will start asking questions about the missing body eventually. She thinks Potter already has.

She’ll cross that bridge when they get to it. All she can do in the meantime is ensure the Healer’s discretion by every means short of an Unbreakable Vow, and she’s not above threatening that if it becomes necessary. It will have to be enough.

But now isn’t the time to worry. She pushes her concerns aside to focus on Lucius.

“I said I like Draco; of course my offer extends to the rest of your family. I already have a few ideas for their defense, even,” she says, “And, yes, I’m willing to do whatever it takes. But I won’t do anything Unforgivable. That’s my line.”

Her meaning, she assumes, is plain. Oh, but if Lucius knew all the other lines that she’s crossed—the Wizarding taboos nearly as entrenched as the Unforgivables that she’s put her own Spellwrite’s twist on. She’s been playing with blood magic since she was fourteen. Her ethical standing has never been very high.

It feels perversely like bragging, this urge to confess to Lucius. But who else can she tell? The Order? Please. Never mind Dumbledore's intriguing familiarity with blood magic himself, if his protective spells on Potter were any measure.

As for the money… It's either paranoia or caution that tells her the offer is a trap. Better to ignore it entirely, for now.

Lucius's face twitches, subtly but violently, at the mention of a death sentence. His most immediate fear is for himself, but a deeper terror sets in as he thinks of his son. Draco cannot possibly be one of the more severe cases. He killed no one, could not even bring himself to cast the Killing Curse at another person - yet he brought Death Eaters into Hogwarts and dangerously wounded several of his classmates. In many ways, he is guiltier than Lucius himself, assuming they are only charging Lucius with crimes committed during the second war, and not the incident with the Weasley girl, or - Lord forbid - the first war. The breadth of Lucius's involvement in the seventies was overlooked in his first trial, as he was careful to minimize what he could be linked to, but now . . . well, even half of what he'd done would finish him before the court, no matter how many Death Eaters he gives up. He tries to hide the cold, primal fear in his eyes.

Lucius is still prepared if necessary to swear before the Wizengamot that he put Draco, and Narcissa for good measure, under the Imperius Curse before he was arrested in the Department of Mysteries. He hates himself, loathes himself with a passion he did not know he was capable of for putting them both in this situation. To see them condemned would hurt him more than being condemned himself, no matter the circumstances.

"What would qualify one as a . . . 'worst offender'?" Being Bellatrix, obviously, but she's dead. Lucius supposes Severus surviving is a moot point, now, since he was the Dark Lord's most trusted lieutenant. He feels a bitter pang. Severus saved his son's life, gave him aid when all his other allies abandoned him. Lucius won't be happy if worst comes to worst (again). He'll pay for his defense, he resolves.

The fact that she got a hold on this information is exactly the reason Lucius needs her. People in the new Ministry will talk to her, do her favors . . . Yet Lucius was never willing to work with solicitors who weren't willing to bend and twist any barriers either saw fit.

"If you run my defense, you'll be running the defense of my entire family," Lucius adds. He meets her eyes with his own icy gray. "And . . . if . . . I would expect the same thing I expect of every lawyer I've hired: I would expect you to hold nothing back, leave no stone unturned, no line uncrossed." She knows what he means. "You would be, of course, quite competitively compensated." Even if she'd do it for free, Lucius minds his father's words: never trust anyone you're not paying: anyone not on your payroll is on someone else's.

[tmvoldemort]

“Is it madness, my Lord? To be unable to remember what my life was like without you?”

( @motherfuckingmaneater hitting you with the fluffy angst 😈 )

@motherfuckingmaneater

Above the swirling chaos, the heat of the fire and stink of burning rot, Voldemort would have believe had it been anyone other then Bellatrix that perhaps the mascara below would have played tricks on her sanity.

"Ah."

He cups her cheek. The green explosion throws her profile into relief. His thumb runs along her longer lip. Parting it just right. His thin lips pull back into a smile. Like a gash cut across his face instead of a gleam.

"Perhaps that was by personal design." Voldemort said, wondering if he was jesting.

[sunshinies]

꒰ঌ Columbina / Damselette inspired names / prns / titles ! ໒꒱

art by x ! for @ladyth !

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🕊️ names: adelaide , adeline , agnes , alice , arabella , bellatrix , calliope , cecelia* , clara , clarice , cora , cordelia , corinna , dahlia , della , dove , lenore , lilith , lore , lorelei , lorna , magdalene/a , marie , marion , mary , melody , narcissa , nyx , operetta , ophelia , seraphina , valentina , victoria , viola

* cecilia derives from a word meaning “blind”, which can refer to damselette’s eye covering. saint cecilia was the patron saint of musicians and she was said to have sang directly to god ..!

🤍 pronouns: che/cher/cherish , dove/doves/doveself , song/songs/songself , cry/crys/cryself , adore/adores/adoreself , ve/verse/verseself , lure/lures/lureself , sweet/sweets/sweetself , mourn/mourns/mournself , other/others/otherself , hymn/hymns/hymnself , thy/thym/thymself , shy/hyr/hyrself , vae/vaer/vaerself , cir/cirs/cirself

any other variation pronouns of these may be used , of course !

🎵 titles: the maiden , the damsel , she who is off-putting/unusual/mysterious , the lady of seraphs , she who lulls with song , her lady of the seelie's court , the harbinger of lovely death , the merciless

prns and gendered terms may be replaced.

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additional tags: @the-astropaws @eternoelle @hauntingidol @delusielle @puriette @m00nystars

[ellorypurebloodculture]

In your pureblood-culture verse, close to canon, what would lead to Bellatrix and the Lestrange Brothers to outright torturing the longbottom’s into insanity?

I’m certain that in canon, it’s out of desperation - since both the Potter and longbottoms were Voldemort’s targets, so they had to know something they didn’t - so, that would likely carry over, but as to their mental state -> in part, could the viciousness of the attack be put up to Bellatrix, in some manner, succumbing to the Black Madness…?

Because interrogating someone for information is going to hold no fruit if your torture them into madness first, and I figure that if Bellatrix was Voldemort’s right hand woman (and this is before Azkaban and literal hell it wreaks on the mind), she would have known and been cautious about it, impairing any sort of information that could lead to her helping the Dark Lord (wherever he was).

Unless she herself was not in the proper state of mind to actually consider that.

which makes what happened to the longbottoms all the more terrible, if they did give her all the information they had (which would probably be zero) and still continued to get tortured.

For that scenario, and similar ones, I always imagine they swore vassalage to Voldemort when he was sane, but then something happened to him (exactly what depends on the AU) which rendered him insane. That insanity then seeps down their vassalage bonds and affects everyone linked to him.

[despiite]

The color burns brighter beneath the skin of Bellatrix's cheeks, staining the tips of her ears even as she scowls pointedly at her teammate. There's a viscous mix of embarrassment and protective indignation bubbling at the pinpricks of Tai's needling. So what if she did want to snog Misty Quigley? What was so wrong about someone being interested in Misty Quigley?

The rational part of Bella's brain, afforded its voice by the grounding force of Taissa, catches on that final sentiment, forces it beyond that hair-trigger temper and gives her pause; it was a joke, even if it was at the blonde's expense. But… Playful banter alone can't unwind the spring of angry energy coiled in the seat of Bellatrix's gut.

Her glare deepens as she bends her knees, hands raising in preparation; she'll give Tai just enough warning to prepare herself for the attack. A hoarse battle cry rings out in the darkness as she launches herself in the direction of Taissa's torso, not unlike a wolf pup pouncing at its littermate. "Take it back, you slag!"

They both know the rules of engagement: no weapons, no biting, no scratching, no hair pulling, and no blows to the face.

in terms of the normal ways that she wakes up from sleepwalking, she guesses this is probably the sweetest technically. it beats being shaken awake. or sometimes in bellatrix and taissa's case ... being physically berated ( with the underlining message of deep down love and care, of course ) but even still, it's not something she expected.

her eyebrows raise at the other hitting her shoulder, a small laugh erupting from the back of her throat. of course she knew how bella felt about misty. everyone did, but no one talked about it. taissa doesn't understand her obsession personally, if anything she would rather make out with literally anyone else.

"oh my god. if i walk into the attic one day and you're full on making out with misty quigley ...." she shudders at the thought, unable to take away the judgement that was coating her voice. "please spare me any and all details. i don't want to know." taissa is totally ignoring the fact that she mentioned that she didn't want to kiss her because that was definitely a lie and they both knew it. "it's just funny, that's all."

[despiite]

Bellatrix Black // Yellowjackets AU — there is no hunting like the hunting of man.

TW FOR VIOLENCE, BRIEF CSA MENTION, MURDER, CANNIBALISM, GORE, KNIVES, CULT BEHAVIOR, ETC.

PRE-CRASH ( 1995-1996 )

Bellatrix Black transferred to Wiskayok High from a private boarding school in the UK for her final year of secondary education. Several rumors circulated her transfer - namely, that she had killed someone (whether that be a fellow student, a teacher, a headmaster, etc. depended entirely on who you were asking) and had to escape the country - that weren't too far from the truth. Prone to fighting, she had caused the hospitalization of one of her peers due to broken bones and internal bleeding sustained in a schoolyard brawl (and, as noted by the emergency doctor, several minor lacerations to the skin - the intent of which did not appear to be lethal so much as pain inducing and disfiguring). The matter was handled privately between the school, families, and various lawyers, and settled out of court with no charges pressed contingent upon Bellatrix's expulsion and the Black family's payment of medical expenses incurred along with a healthy amount of hush money and a large donation to the school. To save face, the family decided it best that Bellatrix be sent to live stateside with a distant and elder aunt to complete the following school term.

Wiskayok was, understandably, hesitant to accept her as a transfer, but with the aid of yet another donation and several private conversations regarding her football ability, the matter was settled and Bellatrix was enrolled.

While at Wiskayok, Bellatrix continued her reputation as a schoolyard bully, but her scraps were notably minor and far less frequent. She threw herself particularly hard into varsity football and, in spite of being standoffish and, frankly, an asshole, she was undoubtedly and unusually dedicated to the team. She developed a reputation as a particularly intense and brutal defender, often going so far as to tail the most capable forward of the opposing team for the entirety of a given match.

NOTE: The events outlined in Bella's bio regarding her abuse by Cygnus remain as canon to this verse preceding her move to America, and can be considered a direct explanation for the incident that necessitated the transfer and for her overall temperament and mental state.

IN THE WILDERNESS (1996-1997)

Following the plane crash, Bellatrix was among the first few girls to start the descent into madness. She was useful enough as general muscle and for the small dagger she had kept permanently on her person since before her transfer, but her behavior became increasingly erratic and volatile with her often lashing out and acting strangely. She would frequently slip into mild dissociative episodes, seeming to run on autopilot without being altogether present. She was one of Lottie's earliest and rabid supporters as her mind struggled to make sense of the world through the lens of a lifetime of rapidly compounding trauma. It was a short and slippery slope down which she slid into the group's evolving cult behavior, and it was with complete fervor and dedication that she fell into veneration of the gods of the wilderness and of the antler queen and prophet. Ritual behaviors came naturally to her obsessive mind, and she did not shy away from the group's later implementation of The Hunt.

Regarding the hunt... Bellatrix, at that stage, had fallen completely into a more long-term state of dissociation that was more often her reality than not. In this state, she became entirely unmoored and especially vicious. She participated in their pursuit of game with only her dagger and, on the singular occasion that she caught up with their sacrifice first, she had to be pulled off the poor girl by the others and rendered unconscious so that the victim could be put out of her misery. Bellatrix had begun to dismember and mutilate her while she had still been alive.

Sacrifices, from then on, had two goals: first, outrun the pack as a whole; failing that, outrun Bellatrix.

POST-RESCUE TO PRESENT DAY

Following the events of their rescue, Bellatrix seemed to vanish entirely for a period. Neither her family nor the other survivors heard a word from her after the girls were all sent their separate ways. She bounced primarily between the UK and New England, playing piano/keyboard in dive bars and for various 'undiscovered' bands and living off of her settlement money. It wasn't until after Cygnus' death a few years later (deemed a brutal mugging; quite tragic, but with interesting lacerations...) that she took up a relatively permanent residence in NYC. She rose to mild prominence in the musical community there for her innovative and often avant-garde piano compositions, reaching some relative fame and success amongst the artistic class. It wasn't until an anonymous correspondence led her to Lottie's compound that she found her way back in direct contact with the other Yellowjackets survivors.

[bijoupreciieux]

hogsmeade village is like a ghost town, not a single person dares to leave the pitiful illusion of safety they have within their own homes; there is huge painting of a woman with wild curly hair, wine red lips, && dark brown eyes looking down her nose like some macabre parody of a god. there is also a statue of her, one of many scattered all around wizarding world england. people peek from behind curtains at a man who they don’t recognize accompanied by a ferocious looking dragon, an outsider it would seem and apparently completely unafraid.

a guard hesitantly approaches him, despite his efforts his voice shakes and he stammers nervously as he points his wand back and forth between the man’s face and the dragon’s. ❝ you ! s-state your name, blood status, && reason f-for being here. and show me your official identification card so i know you aren’t l-lying. ❞ his other hand is stretched out waiting for him to obey and hand over his card which will state his blood status.

but instead his mind is suddenly and unexplainably flooded with horrific images, borderline incomprehensible to his mind. he feels himself scream, the burning in his throat from the strain on his vocal chords but he cannot hear himself over the chaos in his head. then suddenly it’s over, the images are gone && he finds himself on the ground clutching his head so hard it hurts. ❝ what the f-fuck was that?! ❞ he says as he scrambles to his feet, there is no anger in his voice though only terror. he struggles to get the words out at all. he stumbles backward and touches the tip of his wand against a TATTOO on his forearm, which depicts a three headed serpent. ❝ n-now you’ve done it, our glorious lady won’t take kindly to a loyal death eater b-being attacked. ❞

indeed just moments later in a cloud of black smoke, a witch appears. her visage a perfect match to the larger than life portrait painted on the side a building && the statue as well. she looks at the guard with an arched brow as he falls to his knees and bows to her. but her attention is not on him, it’s on the stranger and the mountain behind him. she doesn’t outwardly react to the death eater’s words as he explains the severity of the man’s crime. but words are cut short when she points her wand without looking and hits him with the killing curse. ❝ my sincere apologizes, my guard was apparently too stupid to realize only a pureblood wizard could tame a creature like yours. now then —- what’s your name? ❞ the wheels in her mind are turning, imagine having this man and his beast as allies! it certainly wouldn’t hurt!

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