#lestrange-one

Wendy was exhausted. The days leading up to and following the full moon were always the hardest, and Wendy felt particularly exhausted after this month’s full moon. Sometimes she couldn’t stop thinking about how this was going to be the rest of her life. She would forever be dictated by the cycle of the moon and there was nothing that could stop it. There was no cure for what she was. Being damned to be a werewolf, a monster, for the rest of her life. It was a heavy feeling. 

Lost in her own thoughts as she made her way towards the Apothecary, Wendy was startled when she accidentally bumped into someone. “I-I’m so sorry,” She quickly apologized, her eyes wide. She glanced at the other person and immediately felt her heart drop. Bellatrix Lestrange. She had never actually met the woman, but who didn’t know who she was? Who hadn’t heard the rumors about her? “I-I am sorry. I should have been paying attention to where I was going. Are you okay?”

“Hold the lift!” Mary called out as she started to walk faster towards the lift. She knew that she could wait for the next one, but she was already running late, or running perfectly on time which was late in Mary’s mind. She had a meeting up in the Auror department with Kingsley and the last thing that she wanted was to hold him, he was a busy man. She was hoping that she could get this meeting down as quickly as possible and then get home, she had some other work that needed to be finished in the next few days. 

“Thank you,” Mary said as she stepped into the lift. Glancing at the other person, she was surprised to see Bellatrix Lestrange. She had held the lift for her? Mary shifted, uncomfortably, she suddenly wished that she would have left the lift go without her. It wasn’t that Bellatrix had ever done anything to her but her reputation preceded her and it made Mary uncomfortable.