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Bellatrix Black
Year 3 - A week after class started.
3a.m. - She stared blankly outside the window. Nothing much could be seen from her view. It was black outside except lited up lights to brighten that small spot under it. She stood there with Foe on her hands, stoned, almost like a painting on the wall. Insomnia seems to have infested into her blood system. Or maybe it’s the coffee she had consumed after dinner.
Not a sound was heard as the Slytherin dungeons had been evacuated not long after Bella came in. She just couldn’t sleep. There were random things going through her mind. It went from her responsibilities and pressure being the eldest child in the family - to the fact that she is going to celebrate her 13th birthday soon - and to whether she still wants to keep her long black wavy hair or cut it real short like she had planned – to the tattoo at her back that did not hurt anymore as it takes at least one month to heal – to the Dark Lord’s latest plan – to people she cared, Narc – people she associates the most with, Malfoy, Lestrange, Evans… - finally to Jack. Her thoughts stop there. At Jack. There’s just something about him. Something that she couldn’t figure out what it was. The kind of different feeling that stranger gave her that she has not encountered before. His blue eyes, good frame body, the scar on his face… her thoughts trail of to the incident they had at the hallway few days back. He’s fast, real fast to catch her preventing a fall… That’s it! Bellatrix Black! STOP thinking too much. She decided to put a halt to her thoughts before it brought her further down the road that most probably leads to nowhere.
Indeed, being a Slytherin does not exactly make her a very power-striving kind of person with connections everywhere. Nor does she need to be calculative or all that a Slytherin is perceive to be. All she is - is just plain rude, confrontational and aggressive. Along with too much spice of ego, hot tempered and don’t-give-a-damn kind of attitude ingredient that perfects Bella. Naturally being emotional too although still trying her very best to control them.
It’s times like this that she misses those long walks, watching the beautiful sunset from the hill. Bella close her eyes for about a minute trying to ‘feel’ the still air in the dungeons as though she was feeling the soft breeze on the hill. *sigh*
She had been standing there for a good one and a half hour now. Whether she feels like it or not, she had to head back to bed to rest her tired body. She finally lets Foe's fat body down and it instantly ran towards the nearest couch and lay there.
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OOC: The reason why I changed the topic name is so that I could post at other times too, instead of only posting at 3a.m.
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« Reply #1 on Oct 31, 2007, 2:01am » | |
Bellatrix Black
Year 3 - October
Bella walked up to the sofa slowly and loosen her scarf. She was having shortness of breath, again. It usually happens at night when she's lying down (and needs at least 2 pillows for her to be able to breathe properly and ensure a peaceful sleep – at times, her condition would worsen and cause her to wake up suddenly, finding it hard to breath) but occasionally it happens even when she's walking too fast or when anxiety attacks. Bella was grateful that her current state had improved compared to when she was still a child. Remembering how she would not be able to play with the other kids when she was younger (because she couldn't keep up with all the running or whatever activity whey were doing) was not a very pleasant memory - and contributed partly to her confined characteristics as she grew up.
She scanned the familiar place. There were only a handful of Slytherins around and it’s not as noisy as the usual.
This is good.
A month passed since Hogwarts started. There weren’t much drama lately as compared to the first morning’s breakfast. Everyone settled down. Even her now, nearly obese Persian cat had already made new friends (since it's her first time at Hogwarts - and seeing that Foe was sometimes caught mingling around with other kittens). Foe is her second cat. Her first Birma cat died only one year after her parents bought it for her. She had just only turned twelve then and she cried for a few nights after the incident, when a reckless muggle’s car ramp over it and drove off instantly, leaving its helpless body lying in a pool of blood at the side of the road. She went pale at the horrid sight of her precious cat. Stupid muggles, curse them! – hatred towards them fills her whenever she was reminded of that incident. It took her a whole year after that fateful day for her to ‘get over’ it and decide to have another one.
Still breathing deeply, Bella sank on the sofa and adjusted herself into a comfortable position. Ahh…Nice. She shut her eyes. She needed a rest before heading to dinner later.
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Crucio -I torture- "You need to mean them! You really need to want to cause pain -- to enjoy it!"
Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin.
- "toujours pur" -
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Bellatrix Black
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« Reply #2 on Nov 13, 2007, 11:16pm » | |
*cont*
"Bellatrix... Wake up!" "Bella..."
She opened her eyes slowly to see the younger Lestrange tugging her hard.
His face showed somewhere-what; concern.
Despite being irritated by his gesture, she was also confused as to why he was acting that way.
"What is it?" she said, as she glanced to the clock on the wall. Damn... It's already 9pm. She missed dinner again.
"It's Rudolphus. Er... I donno what's wrong with him lately. He's been acting suspiciously...weird. Been talking to himself a lot too. I think he's going crazy? Erm..... Erm.... I don't know if you should be inform about this, but I think his current state has something to do with the task Malfoy gave him. You know?? Malfoy wants information about that Persian guy, Jack... "
Bella was starting to get bored of his slow 'monolog' about his brother as she stared at Lestrange, but wait he mentioned something about... JACK? Why does Malfoy wants information about Jack? Is there something going on that she didn't know? Malfoy's plan that's not disclosed. Why didn't Rudolphus tell her? They are suppose to work together, as a pair, a team, as per usual.
I must confront Rudolphus about this matter!
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Crucio -I torture- "You need to mean them! You really need to want to cause pain -- to enjoy it!"
Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin.
- "toujours pur" -
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Bellatrix Black
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« Reply #3 on Jan 24, 2008, 10:45pm » | |
Bellatrix Black
Year 4 – Mid January
Her heart skipped a beat every few seconds as she walked out from the girl’s dorm to the Slytherin’s Dungeons.
*sigh*
It’s been a while since she had seen Jack around Hogwarts. What happened to him?
She clutched the folded paper in her hands- tightly. He needs to know this before it’s too late.
Everything is written in that paper. Everything…
Wait… WHAT IF IT’S ALREADY TOO LATE? Her mind wonders off…
Suddenly everything around her became silent. Yeah…What if it’s already too late?
She remembered the previous few times when Jack tried to tell her something, but she was just too distracted to ‘listen’ to what he had to say.
For once, she felt bad.
Little did she realize that she had started running, heading to the Owlery… that piece of paper have to reach Jack - FAST.
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Crucio -I torture- "You need to mean them! You really need to want to cause pain -- to enjoy it!"
Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin.
- "toujours pur" -
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Bellatrix Black
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« Reply #4 on Feb 4, 2008, 1:37am » | |
Bellatrix Black
Year 4- Beginning February
She placed her legs on the table comfortably right after she sat down on the big sofa. Gently, she pulled out the piece of roll-up paper from her pocket and unfolds it slowly. She strained her eyes and focused on the messily scribbled paper and read the words to herself, one word by one word…
“Meet me in The Forbidden Forest - at the divider that separates the east from the west. Sunset, on 14th Feb. I’ll explain everything then.”
She crashed the paper in her hands furiously. Where are you?! Bellatrix was worried about him – although that fact is something that she would never confess out. Jack Corvonius! You better show up.
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Crucio -I torture- "You need to mean them! You really need to want to cause pain -- to enjoy it!"
Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin.
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« Reply #5 on Oct 6, 2008, 9:35am » | |
Bellatrix Black
Year 4 - Sept
The feeling was peculiar. It confused her, distracting. She had never felt anything like this. These thoughts were so silent it made her head ached.
It was precious that it bonded intangibly to her, a part of her soul. A feeling that she asked herself if she known. I do, she thought to herself. What ponder her was what made her gave it away.
She caressed her chest, softly as if she was touching her heart. Nothing. She knew her heart was beating rhythmically, but that did not matter. She closed her eyes.
Her fingers edged closer, as if she was holding an object.
The locket.
It belonged to her grandmother before it was hers. To her, it was more than a mere accessory. She felt worthy for it. Since then, she wore it proudly, knowing among all she was the one who received it. Perhaps it gave her courage, strength to accomplish matters. When items were considered as a charm for luck, she did not perceive it that way.
Now it is gone. She inhaled, claiming to herself that she had all the strength she needed. Her mind drifted.
Jack. She had never really thought about why did she given the locket to him. Perhaps he could draw strength from it, or from her. Or maybe it was an assurance for her, hoping he would return it to her one day. She wiped her eyes upon that thought.
This was the first time she nearly shed a tear for someone. Nearly, for a reason that she felt so unknown, just like the day he said goodbye in the Forbidden Forest. In truth, he had not spoken a word since he withdrew from Hogwards, only greetings of names and nods and weak smiles. This was also the day only future would decide their worlds to be apart or once again come together.
Her decision. She hoped he’d understand.
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Crucio -I torture- "You need to mean them! You really need to want to cause pain -- to enjoy it!"
Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin.
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« Reply #6 on Oct 28, 2008, 11:46am » | |
Bellatrix Black
Year 4 - Oct
She looks up and gaze into his eyes. The electric blue eyes of his, with lesser color on one side. Trying to read his emotionless face, she realized that the scar on his face seems deeper than she remember it to be.
Standing right in front of her, they nearly touch- Jack did not move. So near, yet so far- the feeling of distance between them consume her. Pain, is what she feels. His right hand clutching the locket that she gave him the very last time they met. They stare at each other for a minute or two, neither of them spoke a word. Silence filled the surrounding. Slowly, she reach out and gently hold his right hand before sliding the locket into hers.
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She woke up, only a dream it was. So near, yet so far. So near, yet so far.
A hundred days, she counted. A hundred days from now, they would meet again.
Still, their fate is in Lord Voldemort's hands. For whether he approves of this, she has yet to know. Patience is a virtue she will never understand. Indeed, he is taking his time to decide. But she knows, he will always decide the best for her. Faith, is one thing she posses when it comes to Lord Voldemort, faith and loyalty to the one and only. To the one who she is willing to even give up her life for.
Till then, it's a hundred days until Christmas. A hundred days from now.
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Crucio -I torture- "You need to mean them! You really need to want to cause pain -- to enjoy it!"
Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin.
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« Reply #7 on Oct 28, 2008, 11:49am » | |
Bellatrix Black
Year 4 - Beginning of Nov
She close her eyes and take a deep breath. Count to ten slowly in her head and open her eyes. Her long thick, shining hair covered part of her face as she shove it behind. A lot of things is running through her mind now and she has no control over sorting out the mess. She is just under so much pressure and stress lately sometimes she gets lost in transaction. There were decisions that she had to make which would determined her future and people around her, there were outcomes that she had to consider about which would affect the people around her and she is running out of time.
And... and, Christmas. The thought of meeting Jack seems so distant. Christmas might not happen for all she knows and hopes. Considering the current situation, there is a very slim chance she might see Jack again, or at least any time soon. Unhappy is an understatement in this situation and so is disappointment.
Sometimes, she feels as though she is so sick and tired of everything that is happening around her. Wishing that she is now standing at the end of this particular race. For once, she felt like putting the Cruciatus Curse on herself to feel better. She could imagine the spell working on her inside her brain..."Crucio!"
She stare blankly at the cup of water in front of her as she pull out the last letter Jack had written to her. Rereads it again as a tear is nearly seen in her eyes. At that point, she feels like slapping herself, "Bellatrix Black, this isn't you. The Bellatrix Black. Pick yourself up and face it like a Black." She swallow hard and place the letter back into her coat. Winter is approaching and for some reason, she is not looking forward for it as much as she did, before today.
The elder Lestrange is sitting across her, as usual, he is always there for her but it never seem as though she realizes how much he cares for her, sometimes he feels invisible. He did not do much but just look at her puzzled expression, not knowing what to do. Bella had not been talking much and also been acting extremely agitated lately. The thing is, she wasn't telling what the matter was. He is worried about her. Maybe he could help? Maybe not.
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Crucio -I torture- "You need to mean them! You really need to want to cause pain -- to enjoy it!"
Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin.
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« Reply #8 on Oct 28, 2008, 11:50am » | |
Bellatrix Black
Year 4 - End of Nov
The older Lestrange stared at Bella as she unconsciously smile to herself. A sadistic - she is, doesn't mean she never know the feeling of happiness. There is hope, not a confirmation that Christmas might not pass her by, yet - at least there is hope and that is good enough for the moment. She gathered her thoughts together and repeated to herself.
"There is hope"
Suddenly Lestrange cursed and yelled at Bella dispersing her thoughts. "Let's go. We are late!" He graped her by the hand and they both ran towards the Owlery.
Lucius Malfoy is waiting.
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Crucio -I torture- "You need to mean them! You really need to want to cause pain -- to enjoy it!"
Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin.
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