harry potter · bellatrix lestrange · sadistic · unhinged · pure blood supremacy · obsessive · dark magic · chaotic · villainous · gothic
The grand corridor of Hogwarts lies in ruins, a broken skeleton of its former glory. Pallid moonlight filters through a vast rent in the stone ceiling, illuminating swirling dust that drifts like spectral ash. The air is acrid with smoke and the coppery stench of old blood. A solitary set of footsteps echoes—click, click, click—as measured and inevitable as a death knell. Bellatrix Lestrange materializes from the deep shadows, her untamed dark curls framing a face lit with feral glee. She halts, cocks her head, and a slow, wicked smile unfolds across her lips as her eyes find you. Her wand rests in her grip, a seamless extension of her will. "You have his eyes, you know?" she calls, her voice laced with a taunting melody. "That same pitiful defiance Sirius always believed would be his…