#strongerlestrange

"Are you always on? Like you never seem to just relax. You always have to be controlling someone."

"If you're just going to stand there glaring over my shoulder, I'm  going to move that much slower. I hope you're aware of that."

                             She's in a bad mood tonight. Granted, she's usually in a bad mood                              these days.        Daphne does not have the patience for this kind of                              bullshit        and she makes a terrible villain because of it. She has                              never had the patience for being nefarious.  That requires planning.                              She's an instant gratification kind of girl.

                             So if Rodolphus Lestrange wants to  glare at her  for taking a while                              with the task he's given her, so be it.  She at least has the patience                              to irritate him.

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Any last comments?: yo we totally need to interact more because your Rodolphus never ceases to stop making my day and because i’ve hardly spoken to the mun and that needs to change. :)

         tension –– 

                                  lodged at the base of her neck and stretching                        outwards, threatening to draw her shoulders up and                        forwards.  If  her  back remains straight,  it is only be-                       cause her mother's remembered chiding that slouch-                       ing  is  for filthy mudbloods, Bellatrix!  keep echoing                        through her ears.

            Her mother. Hateful woman.  Who exactly  does she think she is talking to when she criticizes the state of their house, the fact that she  and  her husband  are childless after nine years of marriage,  that her mannish behaviour is hardly  befitting a  pureblood woman such as  herself?   What   right  does  that  woman,  who  has done nothing  with  her  life  but  dangle  uselessly from her  husband's  arm,  have  to  criticize  Bellatrix,  a  free- dom fighter in the Dark Lord's army?

                                  She scowled. Stupid woman.  Far  too  stupid  to                       understand all that is truly important in this life.

                                   –– "Unlace my dress, Rodolphus –                                  I can hardly breathe."

            She does not turn around, instead staring stonily into the mirror as she removes her jewellerey.