rodolphus & bellatrix // @prvdigiouskill // february. the bridge.
His birthday had been quiet which is something Rod preferred. No big announcement, no party, not even a letter from his parents. It was perfect. But then the weekend ended and it was back to classes as a new month rolled over. Last month’s scandal still hung in the air, whispered around as if it no one else had anything better to do. Rod was grateful for it, the chaos that the Gryffindors fell prey to only made it easier for what he had done to fall through the cracks. He can strike again soon. But the quiet weekend he once had is over and it felt as if this whole day he couldn’t find a moment to be alone, to plan, to think. Even when he thought he was alone now, he heard footsteps approach and he felt her presence before turning around. Bellatrix Black, sister of his betrothed and someone that he admired but never needed to tell her such things. She knew. “You know, I would say fancy meeting you here but somehow I think you knew I’d be here. Have you been looking for me, Bellatrix?”
