˚ ◦ ✧ ❛ PURITY FED ❜ .

            during azkaban:

            after azkaban:

            ‘ america sounds dreadfully  boring. ’  her words are curt,  sharp like a blade.  ‘ why concern yourselves with the  ‘ ethical ’  treatment of muggles ?  . . .  it’s not as though they’re worth it. ’

    he doesn’t have to get anywhere N E A R her to severely injure her, but he’s keeping his distance regardless.  the tone of her voice, he’s heard it before.  he hears it everyday, from the man he’d once called his F A T H E R.  he’s trained to obey commands from that tone, like some sort of dog.  the boy cowers, backing down.  he’s barely able to get out the word, sounding more like a squeaky toy than a teenage boy.        ❝ sorry… ❞

          irritation swells   &   drips to haze her vision.  boy or not he must learn of his place in this world !   beneath the heels of others.  the meekness of his tone does him no benefits either.  more a mouse than a man ought to be.  vile.  tongue snapped from the roof of her mouth to punctuate her displeasure ,  dark eyes sharp  &  simmered with subtle heat.  she turns,  half away,  wrist flicked in his direction    /     ELECTRICITY LEFT IN THE WAKE OF HER SILENT MAGIC ;  narrowly ,  though purposefully ,  missing him.

im having like. flashbacks to my remus blog :v

TAGGED  BY.       @hartiless​ .

BASICS.     NAME :   bellatrix lestrange née black .     AGE :   verse dependent ,  born  27th of october  (  hc  ) .     SPECIES :  human  /  witch .     GENDER :   female .     ORIENTATION :   straight .     PROFESSION :   death eater ?  voldemort’s most loyal lieutenant ?

PHYSICAL.     BODY TYPE :   tall ,  slender ,  ‘ willowy ’ .     HAIR :   black ,  thick ,  long  &  shining .     EYES :   dark brown ,  like the shells of roasted chestnuts .     SKIN :   pale ,  newly fallen snow with a hint of rose .     HEIGHT :   5′9″ .

FAMILY.     SIBLINGS :   andromeda  &  narcissa .     PARENTS :   cygnus black iii  &  druella black née rosier .     CHILDREN :   none  (  we don’t speak of it  ) .     ANY PETS? :   yes  [  ]   ||   no  [ ✓ ]  .

LIKES.     COLOURS :   forest green ,  blood red ,  midnight black ,  silver  &  gold .     SMELLS :   fresh smoke ,  cinnamon bark ,  sea water .     FOOD :   fruit & nut mince pies ,  meringue ,  roast beef .     DRINKS :   black tea ,  firewhisky  &  lemonade .     ALCOHOLIC  BEVERAGES? :  yes  [  ]   ||   rarely   [ ✓ ]   ||    no  [  ]     FAVOURITES :  the dark lord ,  the dark arts ,  her sister ,  blood purity ,  dueling ,  inflicting pain ,  

OTHER DETAILS.     SMOKES ? :   yes  [  ]   ||   no  [  ]   ||   occasionally  [  ]   ||   rarely  [ ✓ ]     DRUGS ? :  yes  [  ]   ||   no  [ ✓ ]   ||   occasionally  [  ]     DRIVER LICENSE ? :   yes  [  ]   ||   no  [ ✓ ]     EVER BEEN ARRESTED ? :   yes  [ ✓ ]   ||   no  [  ]   ||   almost/detained  [  ]

             ‘  -  american’s should learn to keep to themselves. ’  there had been whispers of aid from over the seas  -  of aurors being sent to help eradicate the rebellion.  she hadn’t been quite certain the rumors were true but now ;  now she saw clearly what sort of war was to be waged.  bellatrix held tight to her wand,  a side step taken for better angle.  if he was to try and capture her,  she would not go down without a fight. the cold fingers of her free hand flexed,  anticipation abound.  SHE WOULD NOT FAIL HER MASTER.  she would not be caught again.    and this american would learn of exactly what he’d been placed in to.  she would rid him of any grandiose beliefs of being a war hero  -  of making a true difference.  she ached for the opportunity.  ‘ you have made a mistake in coming here.  i wonder if you are prepared to pay the price of it. ’