Bellatrix Black

“I have literally no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Honestly, keep up Reg. I was talking about wedding planning, which is obviously very important and requires your undivided attention.”

“Oh stop laughing at me, meditation is supposed to be beneficial. All I did was turn a bit of the astronomy tower into my own make-shift meditation spot. See! There’s candles!” 

Leaning against the doorway, Bella shook her head at her friend. “Meditation is ridiculous, and so are you..” 

Rita pursed her lips, watching as someone whispered to their friend and glanced over at her. She guessed it had something to do with the paper they were sharing between them. “Don’t be shy. If you’ve got something to say, say it to my face, babes.”

Bellatrix looked back at the girl she’d whispered to before turning once again to the blonde, addressing her directly this time. “Sweetheart, I’m not shy. If I was saying anything that was your business, you’d know it.”

“Vincent. No idea what you’re talking about.”

“Hm... wine.”

“Rodolphus.”

“Cissa's the baby, she’d have a fit if I didn’t choose her. But have you seen Andy mad? It’s probably the best thing I’ve ever seen.”

“..the fuck kind of question is that?”

“He’s growing on me.”

“Marry Amara.. and honestly you can choose fuck or kill for Lucinda or Sybil, I hardly care.”

“Ugh. Kill the lot of them.”

“mm.. fucking Amycus would be like sleeping with my brother. so Fuck Sanctus, Marry Alecto, Kill Amycus.”