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Post by Bellatrix Druella Lestrange on Oct 12, 2018 10:32:40 GMT
 Dangerous Liaisons Was that supposed to be funny? Bella thought the bitch might have been trying for humour, but the only funny thing about all of this was the thought of Meadowes dying. She could hardly wait, and if it wasn't so enjoyable toying with the little thing before killing her, she would have fired a killing curse and had it done already. But no, this was much more entertaining, making Dorcas run away like a scared little rabbit. Her heart was probably pounding in her chest, her thoughts a panicked mess, and it delighted Bella to think of the bitch in such a state of distress. Well, it was about to get a lot worse. "How's that gonna happen, then, when you're running away from me?" she laughed, eyes flashing with menace as she feigned a flick of her wand, trying to make the Auror jump when there was no spell coming for her. Bella laughed again, and this time sent a real spell, but not at Meadowes, at the dining table behind her. Blue light shot past Dorcas' shoulder and the table cracked in two, legs splintering from the force of the bolt. Without hesitating, Bella's wand was in action again, scooping up the splinters in a small magical whirlwind, table legs being picked up in it and spinning chaotically around the room. "I'll just have to pin you in place," she grinned, intending to stake the bitch to the wall and torture her until she got bored. She hadn't gone into this with any real plan of action, Bella was much better improvising, rather than sticking to details that had been set out in advance. She had no patience for rules and regulations, and if she couldn't do her own thing, she became highly irritable. Unless the Dark Lord was counting on her, of course. She would swallow back any and all natural impulses to please him. She would swallow a lot more than that, too, if only he would let her. It would do no good to distract herself with thoughts of her master right now, though. She needed to focus on personal matters with a clear head - as if that were possible for her. Her wand pointed directly at Meadowes' chest and the shards of wood flew free of their mini hurricane, zipping through the small room straight for the Auror. _______________________ tag: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes words: 412 notes: <3 [googlefont="Herr Von Muellerhoff"] |
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Post by Bellatrix Druella Lestrange on Oct 5, 2018 10:11:10 GMT
Dangerous Liaisons Bella's eyes were everywhere as she allowed Dorcas a moment to sort herself out, taking in the shit hole this bitch called home. The blood traitor was rolling to her feet, grabbing her wand up off of the floor and trying to look even a little bit prepared for Bella. Nobody could be prepared for Bella, she was a force to be reckoned with, and had the advantage of unpredictability, which she liked to lean heavily on as much as possible. It was nice knowing she unnerved people lately. They all called her unhinged and worried for her, she had heard the whispers, but they were all wrong. She was perfectly fine, better than fine, she was incredible. She was flying high at the Dark Lord's side, and anyone who tried to mess with her would see just how powerful she was becoming. People looked at her with uneasiness, and it was wonderful. Just like Meadowes currently looked like she'd had the shock of her life. She was doing a terrible job of pretending otherwise, no matter how cocky her words were. "Be a good dog and fetch it for me," Bella smiled, wand flashing again as she attempted to blast Meadowes towards what she thought might be the kitchen. It was where the horrid smell was coming from anyway, so it couldn't be much farther beyond the doorway Bella was aiming for. If she could blast Meadowes into the bloody oven that would just be perfect, but she was a tiny little thing, like some sort of doll - what kind of sick fantasies did Rodolphus have, fucking someone who was no bigger than a child, the sick bastard - so she could easily duck and dodge things and was a harder target. Saying that, one good hit and she'd be sailing through the walls and across the back garden, she was so light. Hell, she might even disintegrate. Bella would enjoy that. Yet another way to leave no traces. There were just too many fun options to get rid of the bitch, and Bella was only just getting started. She followed her second blast up with her knife, which sailed through the air straight for Meadowes with startling precision. If Bella was skilled with anything, it was knives, and she laughed as it whistled through the air of the poky little house, waiting for it to hit its target. _______________________ tag: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes words: 417 notes: <3 [googlefont="Herr Von Muellerhoff"] |
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Post by Bellatrix Druella Lestrange on Sept 12, 2018 10:49:22 GMT
Dangerous Liaisons Her expression beneath her hood was one of complete disgust as Bella stood on the doorstep, listening to cat-like yowling coming from inside the house. This bitch needed to be put down quickly before she burst someone's eardrums with her horrendous singing, and Bella didn't recognise the song, so it must have been some Muggle rubbish. The whole situation was nauseating, and she wanted it over with. She was tempted to knock again, only the wailing stopped and she could only hope that it meant Meadowes was on her way to the door. Her wand and dagger were dripped tightly in her hands as she waited. And waited. What the hell was this woman doing? Bella's jaw clenched in irritation. Finally she caught sight of movement on the other side of the door, and a satisfied smirk crept onto her beautiful face. Time for a bit of vengeance, and whoever said it was best served cold was full of crap, because this was fresh and it was going to be delicious. The door swung open, and slut face stood on the other side, looking like a complete tramp. "Couldn't bother you for a cup of sugar, could I?" Bella asked sweetly, her foot crossing the threshold of the ugly little cottage before Meadowes would have a chance to slam the door in her face. Standing in the doorway, she allowed herself half a second to look the other woman over. Scruffy clothes, scruffy hair, she was like some sort of Muggle loving street urchin. Whatever Rodolphus had seen in the bitch was beyond Bella, who was elegant and stunning and raised the right way. He had clearly lost his mind, and Bella would be making sure to pass on her worries for his mental condition on to the Dark Lord as soon as possible. Anything to be a thorn in Roddy's side. Her wand flicked out from beneath her sleeve as she sent a quick blasting spell at Meadowes, the force catching hold of a cushion on the hideous bench near the door, and sending it flying through the air in an explosion of fluff. The place smelled awful, like burning shit or something, and Bella hoped there was a fire about to start in the kitchen, that would be a delightful element to Meadowes' death, she could burn the body afterwards and it would all look like a terrible accident. _______________________ tag: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes words: 419 notes: <3 [googlefont="Herr Von Muellerhoff"] |
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Post by Bellatrix Druella Lestrange on Jun 12, 2018 11:50:51 GMT
Dangerous Liaisons Bella's hood hid her face well enough as she watched the ugly little shack from the corner of the street. It was late afternoon, and she knew the little slut was in there, she'd been watching for a few hours now, making sure that the tramp would be alone when Bella killed her. It hadn't taken long for her to find out who Rodolphus' mistress was, after a few months of having him followed it had been pretty clear that he kept returning to this place. She had been sure he'd had more than one mistress all along, since they were very first married, if not before, but this one seemed special enough to warrant regular visits. She had dallied with other men over the years, too, and thought nothing of it, but since he had demanded a divorce just three months ago, Bella knew deep in her soul that it was not because she had been cruel about giving him an heir. There had to be more to it than that. She had refused him since Aurora was a baby, and he'd never thought it reason enough to end their marriage, but now something had changed. His heart had never lied with Bella, but now she knew it lied elsewhere, and she intended to rip it out and stomp all over it. He would not divorce her because he loved some whore, and get away with it. Her wand in her right hand, she held an ornate silver dagger in the other, concealed beneath the long sleeves of her cloak, which was black as night. There wasn't much cover for her, especially with the sun still shining bright overhead, but she didn't need it, she was not hiding. Her heels clicked gently on the ground as she walked towards the shabby cottage. Meadowes. Of all people, Dorcas Meadowes was the one he had left Bella for. Bella remembered her well from their school days. Stupid little blood traitor, worthless whore, short and fat with a face like a toad. What Rodolphus saw in the snake she had no idea, not when he had a tall, elegant, stunning woman like Bellatrix already on his arm. Bella didn't want to be on Roddy's arm, she wanted to be with her master, her one true love, but that wasn't the point, their vows had stated 'til death do us part' and she intended to honour that. Killing Rodolphus would prove to be a more difficult task, but killing his mistress would be a walk in the park for someone as deadly as Bellatrix Black. She opened the silly little front gate and strolled lazily up the path, pausing at the door and tentatively reaching one hand towards it to check for any nasty barrier spells like the one Rabastan had put in place around his home to keep her out. She had gone there a few days after her fight with Rodolphus, and thrown a stone near the front door as a test, and the stone had disintegrated after passing the first barrier. It was nice to know that that would have been her had she not been smart enough to hold back. She liked to know where she stood with people, and knowing that Rabastan, who she had once called a friend, was willing to kill her without hesitation... Well, that simplified her life a great deal. Meadowes' death wouldn't simplify anything, this was just for pleasure and the satisfaction of causing her soon to be ex-husband as much pain as possible. Then as soon as she could get her hands on precious little Aurora, he would really know pain. Smiling to herself, Bella rapped her knuckles on the front door and waited, knife and wand both still concealed beneath her sleeves. _______________________ tag: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes notes: <3 [googlefont="Herr Von Muellerhoff"] |
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Post by Bellatrix Druella Lestrange on May 20, 2018 14:42:06 GMT
Death eater application Blood Status: Truly pure.
Connection to the Dark Lord: Her family have been avid supporters for such a long time, it was only natural for Bella to be raised with the same beliefs. She found herself liking the idea of joining the Dark Lord's side more and more throughout her teenage years, and by the time she had graduated, she was well and truly in deep with a like-minded group of friends who all wanted the same thing she did. It didn't take long for her to gain the attention of the Dark Lord, and she has gone out of her way ever since to make sure that he notices her above everyone else, and always will.
Useful Skills: Deadly accuracy in dueling. Bella has a vicious streak and an ability to execute hexes with a shocking amount of purpose. She hardly ever misses a target. Her dedication is likely another highly useful "skill" so to speak. She will stop at nothing to be the best of the best, to be at the Dark Lord's side, above all of his other followers, and she will do anything at all to achieve that. This dedication of hers would extend to marrying a man on her master's command, and she would take it as far as killing her own family if he gave the word. She is unfalteringly loyal to him.
Useful Affiliations: She is from the most noble House of Black. That means money and status and power, not to mention she's married into the Lestrange family, pureblood royalty. She has power at her fingertips in every direction.
Why join the Dark Lord? Bella was raised from a baby to believe that anyone not of pureblood is filth, and she has never hidden this. The magical world needs to be purified, and needs to be brought to light so they can stand glorious over all of the muggles of the world, who should bow at their feet and worship them for the gods that they are. This has been her belief for her entire life, and Bella sees a strong chance of this at the side of the Dark Lord. She is also completely smitten with Voldemort, and would love nothing more than for him to look upon her in a romantic light. To be his wife and give him an heir, to be so special to someone with such power, well, she can think of nothing she would want more, and she would do anything to help that become a reality if she thought it was on the cards. She will not put up with muggles or halfbloods, and she is happy to kill on sight, with or without reason. She killed for fun for years with her husband, and will not settle for anything less than the Dark Lord achieving his vision.
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Post by Bellatrix Druella Lestrange on Apr 9, 2018 12:03:53 GMT
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Post by Bellatrix Druella Lestrange on Apr 9, 2018 11:24:45 GMT
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PERSONALITY Boggart: The Dark Lord turning against her, telling her she is not good enough to serve him, to stand by his side. Bringing disappointment to him would fill her with horror.
Mirror of Erised: Herself married to the Dark Lord, bearing his child, the most important and beloved person in his world. Powerful, beautiful, irreplacable.
Patronus: Cobra - Bellatrix cannot produce a patronus, but if she could, her happy memory would be standing before the Dark Lord and receiving her Dark Mark. Or any time she was in the Dark Lord's presence, really, since it's the only time she's ever happy.
These days Bellatrix is unhinged at best. What started off as brilliance in her youth has become a little spark of insanity, genius exchanged for a growing madness that she blames fully on her husband. Her hatred of him and of what he has caused her to become is the main driving force behind her actions recently. Loathing and anger take up most of her time, as well as disappointment. She's very much the person who will hold a grudge, the person who will get revenge even if it's decades later. She is spiteful, vindictive, malicious and reckless, and she does not care for many in her world at all.
The one person she cares most about is the Dark Lord, and it is to him that she dedicated all of her good qualities. He gets her loyalty, her concern, her drive to be the best. He gets the duelist, the genius and the lover in her, though he does not return any of her feelings. She lives in hope that one day that will change if she continues to devote herself to him above all else. You see, when it matters to her, Bellatrix cares more deeply than most, she cares so much that it drives her insane, drives her to do stupid things in order to make people feel just a fraction of the hurt they have caused her. Her way of dealing with her feelings is to show them completely initially, and if they are rejected, to hate forever and with great vigour. She is all or nothing, black and white and no inbetween.
HISTORY
Mother: Druella Rosier, pureblood.
Father: Cygnus Black, pureblood.
Siblings: Andromeda Tonks, embarrassment.
Narcissa Malfoy, barren idiot.
Partners: Rodolphus Lestrange, arsehole.
Others: Aurora Roselyn Lestrange, 6 years old, daughter, nuisance.
Ted Tonks, brother-in-law, scum of the earth.
Nymphadora Tonks, niece, shouldn't exist.
Lucius Malfoy, brother-in-law, pansy.
Rabastan Lestrange, brother-in-law, waste of space.
Bellatrix was born a week early, due on Christmas day as the first born child of the powerful and noble Black family, she came as a shock not only because she was early and unexpected, but because she was a girl. She was a disappointment to her father from the minute she took her first breath, and would spend her days trying to make up for that. Her mother tries to keep her under control when she was a toddler, but once Bellatrix found her feet she proved to be quite the whirlwind. Full of energy and quick as a whip when it came to learning things, she was hard to keep a leash on, though somehow her mother managed to keep her from under her father's feet.
Two sisters followed her, and Bellatrix became the person to set an example. Ha. What a notion! Her mother hired the best tutors to teach her and her sisters how to be proper ladies, they were taught pureblood etiquette and manners, and groomed into fine young ladies, though Bella's wild streak was always evident. She began to pride herself on being the best, on being highly intelligent and on being one of the most influential pureblood ladies in the world of the elite. She knew her standing and she adored it. And in her spare time when backs were turned, she gave in to her rebellious side and allowed herself the fun her teachings had forbidden.
She attended Hogwarts as a Slytherin, and was instantly popular just because of her name. Girls followed her without question, and looked to her as an example, as did her sisters, and Bella enjoyed the power that went along with it. She indulged in boys and girls alike, and she walked all over anyone she fancied because she would be forgiven, she would be allowed to, nobody would dare question Bellatrix Black or they would answer to her father. Her cruel streak began to bloom, too, especially when it came to having to share a home with mudbloods and half bloods. The castle was overrun with them, and Bella hated it. They didn't deserve to be eating at the same table as herself and her peers, let alone breathing the same air.
She flourished in defence against the dark arts, and in her own time, learning the dark arts themselves, an interest she shared with quite a few of her friendship circle. She blossomed as a duelist, and found she quite enjoyed toying with knives and other sharp objects, too. Violence became an obsession of hers, and she was good at it. So it only made sense that after graduation she joined those like minded friends in becoming a Death Eater. This man, this Lord Voldemort, he was not what she had expected. Handsome and dangerous and enigmatic. She had expected a psychotic tyrant, but no. He was much more than that, and she was impressed. She was more than impressed, she was obsessed.
Daydreams of working her way up the ranks to stand at his side began to form daily in her head, alongside fantasies of wedding him and certainly bedding him, something she would never turn down. The only trouble with that ambition was that her parents had arranged a marriage between herself and one of her childhood friends, Rodolphus Lestrange. Friend he might have been, but she did not want to marry him. She wanted to marry the Dark Lord and bear his children, not some arrogant, unattractive womaniser that her parents had chosen. Of course she had known it was coming, but the shock of having to go through with it was still hard to deal with.
She married Rodolphus with much disdain in her heart, and his family's riches could not soothe that. It took her a whole three years to fall pregnant with his child. It was her duty to provide him an heir, that was what was expected of all pureblood women, but Bella was reluctant. Yes, they had their fun, and he was good in bed, and his dark streak matched hers well enough, but he still wasn't what she wanted. All the killing and depraved sex in the world couldn't change that. She resented him for being the man she was forced to marry, and she resented him even more for not being so grateful to have married into the noble house of Black that he fell on his knees and sobbed with happiness when she gave him a child. That did not happen, and the only thing that came from their daughter being born was that he now resented her as much as she did him.
Aurora Lestrange was born into a family that hated each other. And a mother that hated her. Every time Bella loked at her daughter's face, all she could see was Rodolphus. The dark hair, the dark eyes, she was a Lestrange through and through, and it made Bellatrix sick to her stomach. Rodolphus demanded another child, wanting that heir he cared so much about. Well, he could go and fuck a duck because she would not be going through the horror of child birth another time just to try and give him what he wanted. What about what she wanted? Hmm? What about her life with the Dark Lord? What about his heirs, the ones that would have blue eyes and strong jaws and power beyond power? Nobody cared about that, did they!?
Anger and hatred and bitterness soon swallowed her whole as she watched her husband adore their daughter, still demanding a son in private moments. If he loved Aurora so much, then he could have her and be happy with that. Bella didn't care for either of them, and she distanced herself as much as possible. There was a house elf and servants to care for the child while Rodolphus was at work, and Bellatrix threw herself even harder into serving the Dark Lord, desperation fueling her. Was there still a chance he could love her even though she had a child with another? Maybe if she worked hard enough to show him that he was everything to her, maybe he'd see...
Her sanity began to slowly slip away as she delved deeper and deeper into trying to fix her broken life, and chasing a dream that would never come to fruition. Now she is 28 years old, mother of a six year old brat that she can't stand the sight of, and her husband has filed for divorce thanks to her stubborn refusal to give him a son. Would the Dark Lord marry a divorced woman? Maybe she could convince him to Kill Rodolphus before the divorce could go through. Marrying a widow would be a much simpler thing to accept. Maybe she could kill Aurora, too, then she'd have a clean slate and could pretend the last ten years of her personal life never happened...
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