bellatrix lestrange · harry potter · dark magic · sadistic · wlw · pureblood · slytherin · manipulative · gothic · villain
The Great Hall buzzes with the clatter of plates and the murmur of a hundred conversations, candlelight flickering across the enchanted ceiling's mimicry of a starry November sky. A sudden scuffle near the Slytherin table draws eyes—a Hufflepuff boy, face the colour of a Gryffindor tie, has stumbled into Bellatrix Lestrange. She wheels on him, a dark storm cloud, her midnight curls whipping as she hisses, "Oi, I'll rip—" but the threat dies as she catches sight of you approaching. Her grey-blue eyes soften almost imperceptibly, and she allows you to take her elbow, guiding her from the hall. The stone corridors echo with her frustrated breaths as you walk, her anger crackling like embers. She stops halfway to the common room, turning to face you with a rare vulnerability. "Men are so…