you coming to get me?

“Wow, some people here really have trust issues. It’s just a cake. Nothing in but food and love.”

“Yeah, it was the same one who gave you the idea for that retort, actually. I’ve got better things to do than talk to you, Bellatrix, go away before I make you.” 

“Piss off, Bella.”

“Nothing, really.”

“Bellatrix!” Penny smiled. “Where have you been all term? I’ve been wanting to see you for ages now, I got you something that I think you might like,”

“I just think it’s hilarious, yeah ? The way you can’t seem to work out how to keep your bloody mouth shut. Even when you ain’t talkin’ breeze, them lips of yours just never seem to close. I reckon I like to stare from time to time, just to see if you’ll fuckin’ close your gob. Ya never do, babes.”

          Otto felt trapped by the steadfast, focused gaze of Bellatrix’s blue eyes, and felt vulnerable, for they seemed to look at him with such sweet malice. For a brief moment, Otto felt weaker than ever before; craving for the warm blue of Gideon’s eyes that he loved so dearly… But Gideon wasn’t here to protect Otto this time. Otto would have to protect himself all on his own, it seemed. ❝ I-In the case that I am nervous, y’shouldn’t flatter yourself, ❞ The Hufflepuff stuttered, taken aback as Bellatrix drew closer, ❝ Most people make me uneasy — … ‘Cause you never know what their true intentions are… y’never know what they could be hiding. ❞

“Oh, s-sorry. I was just looking for Lily.”

That’s because I usually just bite my tongue but i’m not doing that anymore. So I’m weak because I want to be my own person? That makes total sense, it really does.

“Well I know that I would really like to smash this in your face, Bellatrix. Probably an insult to the watermelon though. Go away.”

Weak? That’s funny Bellatrix. If this whole “I’m a bitch” thing doesn’t work out for you i’d suggest a career in comedy. I’m far from weak I just choose not to be bullied by you.

          The halls were quiet; not another student in sight, and Otto cursed himself for being so tardy to class on this occasion. Perhaps if he’d hurried out of bed a little earlier, or had eaten breakfast a little faster, he wouldn’t have been standing here, cornered by Bellatrix Black in an empty corridor of the vast school. Ever since first year, there was something about her that made Otto feel uneasy, right in his gut — ❝… I’m fine, thanks — Not nervous in the least… Uhm — T-thanks for the concern, but as I said, I’d really best be gettin’ along now. Professor Sprout’ll be wondering where I’ve gotten to. ❞

I’m not dealing with your attitude today. What have I done to you?

This was a lovely conversation Bell, we need to do it again some time.

No, you just-I don’t know. Nevermind.

..did I do something?