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[crime-and-law-maraudersrp]

── SET IN MODERN TIMES, WELCOME to a world of full of mayhem, madness and best of all, crime.

Dive right into a world filled with criminals who get up to no good, causing complete chaos and destruction as those that choose the side of the law try to catch the bad guys.

This isn't just a choice between good and evil, or a choice between right and wrong. It's even more intricate than that. A world full of crime and passion. Besides, we all have to get a little bad to do the right thing, right?

Make your decision and come join us for the ride! Who knows what you'll find? Friends, enemies, love, or war.

C H A R A C T E R S A V A I L A B L E :

JAMES POTTER

SIRIUS BLACK

REMUS LUPIN

PETER PETTIGREW

REGULUS BLACK

MARLENE MCKINNON

LILY EVANS

MARY MACDONALD

ALICE FORTESCUE

HESTIA JONES

FRANK LONGBOTTOM

KINGSLEY SHACKLEBOLT

EMMELINE VANCE

TED TONKS

AMOS DIGGORY

EVAN ROSIER

PANDORA ROSIER

DORCAS MEADOWES

BARTY CROUCH JR

SEVERUS SNAPE

BELLATRIX BLACK

ANDROMEDA BLACK

NARCISSA BLACK

XENOPHILLIUS LOVEGOOD

LUCIUS MALFOY

RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE

RABASTAN LESTRANGE

RITA SKEETER

GILDEROY LOCKHART

ALECTO CARROW

AMYCUS CARROW

ANTONIN DOLOHOV

SYBILL TRELAWNEY

PETUNIA EVANS

If you're interested in joining just send us a message and and we'll get you sorted!

However, you MUST be 16+ and also MUST have DISCORD in order to join, mainly because most of our out of character and roleplay discussions are done there.

We are allowing ORIGINAL CHARACTERS, there will be more information in our discord server about the process of the original characters.

[rreeaahh]

We are both filthy now | R. A. B.

Third chapter of "One way ticket" | Ch. 1 / Ch. 2

READ THE AUTHOR NOTE, THANK YOU.

taglist> @my-beloved-fandoms

pair> regulus black x lestrange! reader (slytherin)

summary> a birthday party means, for most people, a way to celebrate your existence - for purebloods, however, is a good way to spent time together with their master. regulus and y/n are not fond of the event, but no matter the traumatic experience they both go trough, they are still enemies - and y/n should've know that.

word count> 4.5k (wtf)

warnings> some type of angst; slow burn af; family toxicity; female discrimination; description of getting the dark mark; regulus hitting reader's hand; not proofread!

a/n> hi m'loves<3 do not forget that the tag list is open, feel free to ask to be added! im sorry for the long wait, it was one tricky chapter to write and from now on im gonna stop hunting the perfection, ill just enjoy writing. im more than happy to see all the notification from you on this series, and im beyond grateful - ill love to read your reaction, it makes me incredibly happy and helps me write. any comment is more than welcomed<3 any reblog helps this series to get to more people and it only takes a minute to do so. thank u for reading, ily all<3

Dear Y/N,

I hope my letter finds you well – your cousin’s pathetic owl is one lazy bird, let me tell you, but Rodolphus seems to be quite fond of it, and won’t let me get a new one.

Anyway, I write to you in hope that you’ll make me the pleasure to attend my birthday next weekend – I already spoke with Rodolphus and your father and they assured me you’ll come, but I still think it’s better to write to you personally.

We’ll also have a little meeting, besides the party itself, so I’m sure you’ll find it rather educative than a silly simple ball – do not worry, I know you tend to get anxious when surrounded by people you don’t know that well, but my cousin Regulus is coming too! I’m sure you two young purebloods will have all the fun you need.

Don’t worry writing me back, just come along with Regulus back from Hogwarts. Your presence if the only gift I need.

                                                                                                      Lots of hugs,

                                                                                                                                    Bellatrix L.

Y/N puts the letter on her desk and grabs the other envelope – this one also has her family’s wax seal, the L and the raven on top of it sending her chills on her spine.

            Y/N,

Don’t even think of not attending Bellatrix’ party. You cannot let this family down. Your cousin, Rabastan, will wait for you on the Platform 9 ¾, since me and Rodolphus have a lot of work to do for the meeting. Saturday morning, no later than 10 A.M. The meeting will be at our house.

                                                                                        Don’t disappoint me.

                                                                                                                        Cyrus Lestrange

She scoffs and lets the paper fall from her fingers. She was only a child when her cousin, Rodolphus, married Bellatrix, Regulus’ cousin. They were the youngest at that party so all the adults expected them to spent time together. Truth is, however, that Regulus was shy and quiet and only stayed by her side, listening to all of her questions and never responding back. After the wedding, when her father seemed to be so pleased with little Regulus, with his manners and his obedient nature, Y/N decided that she hated Regulus Black. He was just a little prick, and she decided that she’ll be better than him – always.

As her roommates are deep asleep, Y/N stays at her desk and watches the two letters. She grabs again the one from her father and watches how the flame of the candle on her desk dances on it, the paper getting warmer and warmer, until it’s lit on fire. She hates to keep her father’s letters – it’s like she’d want to ever see them again.

With the burning paper still between her fingers, she gets out of her dorm and walk on the dark corridor of the Slytherin Girls’ Wing and goes to the Common Room, where the fire seems to be burning with green flames. The Black Lake is silent behind the large windows, only the water’s movement being heard. She throws the letter in the chimney and smiles at the sight of the fire eating up her father’s words. It’s like she’s watching him get eaten up by the flames.

“It’s late, Lestrange.”

Y/N jumps on her feet and gets a grip of her night robes. The light green material covers her body now that she’s tugging her fingers into it. From the dark green sofa, Regulus Black watches her with a bored expression. He was reading a book and in front of him, on the small black table, is a cup filled with tea, she could guess.

“Always staying in the shadows, like a rat,” Y/N mutters and walks to him, staying on the couch in front of him. While she sits down, she lets the robe fall from her shoulder, exposing the skin. She’s dressed in a dark purple pajama set, made out of silk, and the little string of her tank top falls with the robe. Regulus seems to notice the bare skin just exposed and he gets his eyes to look at her face fast, before she could sense his gaze. He feels… disgusted.

“Always speaking like you own the whole place,” he talks back and smirks, “when we both know it’s nothing like that.” His voice is flat – no matter his facial expressions, Regulus Black always had a boring voice when he’d talk to her.

Y/N just watches him for a second. He’s still in his Quidditch equipment, even if the Slytherin team came back from practice a few hours ago. His hair is messy, his eyes are circled by a dark color, in comparison with his light skin, and he looks tired.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” she lets the question escape her lips without even thinking.

“I could ask you the same thing, if I really cared,” he says and grabs his cup, drinking slowly from it.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Black,” Y/N laughs and puts her hands over her chest. Regulus notices that, too. “I’m sure you got an owl from Bellatrix.”

“Yes, Bella wrote me about her birthday. Unfortunately, if you’re telling me about it, it means she wrote to you, too,” he says in a quiet voice, letting out the air in his lungs.

“She’s part of my family, too, Black,” Y/N says and surprises herself – she never gave that much importance to the family relations. She only had herself, at the end of the day, no matter how much her father would scold her for being an absent member of the House of Lestrange.

Her father never really showed her love – he was meant to be her father, but he was just a kind of legal tutor who raised her and was responsible for her well-being, and her cousins looked down on her – she was just a silly girl, meant only to bear children and get more powerful connections for her family. Her uncle and her aunt were distant, and maybe that was better than giving her reasons to hate them, like the rest did.

“Please, do not remind me – I still can’t get over that.” Regulus seems annoyed, bored, tired of her presence. And, yet, he stands there, face to face with her, watching each other – studying each other with such attention like they’re looking for a weak point.

“Why are you such a hypocrite, Regulus?” Y/N suddenly asks. He just smiles in the corner of his mouth, grabs his cup of tea and gets up from the sofa.

She feels him getting closer to her and in a second his breathing is hitting her face. “Don’t act like I’m the only one putting an act on, Miss Little Perfect,” he says amused.

Her brows drop. The skin on her forehead wrinkles and her eyes watch his, wanting to see behind them – they are empty. “I know you look up to me, Regulus, but there’s no need to remind me,” now she’s the one to smirk, and he’s the one to frown.

“Please,” he scoffs, “I wouldn’t look up to a pathetic orphan even if you’d be hanging out from the ceiling,” he mutters and gets back up on his feet, looking down to her. Regulus is not the tallest boy Y/N knows, but that position gives him a more decent posture.

“That orphan is better than you,” she whispers. “That’s why your momma always prays the ground I walk on, right?” she laughs and she can sense his body getting alarmed by her words. “My dad just wanted an heir, someone to get his name far – but Walburga wants more than that, right? Now that Sirius, your disappointment of a brother, left, she only has you, but she doesn’t seem to be fulfilled,” the air leaves her lungs when Regulus drops the cup of tea and gets on top of her. The liquid spills on the stone floor.

His hands grab her bare shoulders, his leg is between her hips and he presses her body into the couch. Her back is arched into the plush material of the sofa and her eyes widen at the proximity. His jaw is tightened and his breathing is deep while Regulus watches her face with a spark into his eyes. “Do not, ever again in your filthy, pathetic, good for nothing life, talk about my family,” he mumbles and his grip only gets tighter – his nails digs into the skin of her shoulders like he wants to rip it off.

Y/N shoves him away and quickly gets up from the couch. Regulus is on the floor, right into the tea puddle he made, and he seems to be caught with his guard off. “Do not, ever again in your pathetic, sad, good for nothing life, call me an orphan – I have a family, Black. The blood in my veins is just as pure as yours, and my name is just as important as yours.”

And she leaves him there, into the Common Room, to take a bath into his own mess. She needs to go back to sleep – tomorrow she has to go back home and get ready for a birthday party.

The whole night she tried to forget Regulus’ hands onto her skin – her shoulders felt like burning, like they got marked by his touch. She tried not to think about the anger in her soul the whole ride back to London, when she was forced to be in the same wagon with Regulus – apparently, they both wanted to travel into the Prefects’ cabin. At least, they both kept their mouths shut and didn’t even looked at each other.

She didn’t have to have a very warm welcoming back home – Rabastan waited for her at the station and kept his eyes on the road the whole time. He only asked about other Slytherin kids in her year and some older ones – he wanted to know if she was behaving well enough towards them. Once she got to enter the big mansion she called ‘home’, there was chaos – all the house elves were running left and right with platters, candles, flowers in their hands and all of them stopped to look at her and welcome her mechanically. She just got up to her room and closed the door behind her. When she dropped on her bed, there was silence – there was no longer Regulus Black, or Cyrus Lestrange or any other dumb man who made her angry.

Once she woke up, she started to get ready for the gathering she was forced to attempt. She got dressed in a dark grey dress, elegant enough not to make her father a fool and yet, simple enough not to make Bellatrix feel left out – it was her birthday, after all.

“There you are,” says her father as she gets out of her bedroom. “I thought you’re still asleep.”

“I was getting ready.”

Cyrus looks her up and down in a judgmental way – he points to her neck. “Make sure the chain is visible, nothing else.”

Y/N forces a smile and a hand travels to the gold flower at her neck. “Yes, father.” He gives her his elbow and the two of them go down, where the elves decorated the whole floor with black and purple roses and white candles. There’s a long table near a wall, right at the fireplace, where are plates with food and glasses of expensive champagne.

“Here,” Cyrus whispers and gives Y/N a red box, and before she could question his action Bellatrix is right in front of her, laughing happily.

“Y/N! I’m so glad to see you, how are you?”

Bellatrix Lestrange, nee Black, is a very… bipolar witch. Once, she’s loud, smiley, in a good mood, and then she acts like the Devil himself. Y/N could never figure out why her cousin, Rodolphus, wanted to marry her – there were plenty of purebloods who wished to be married to him, but all his attention was on Bellatrix ever since they were in school together, despite the fact that she didn’t show any kind of interest in him during those years. Now, Rodolphus would do anything Bellatrix asks without blinking twice.

“Happy birthday, Bellatrix,” Y/N smiles and hugs her in a soft manner. While giving her the small box, she can see her cousin behind his wife, watching them carefully.

“I told you there was no need for gifts,” Bellatrix says and gives Rodolphus the box to take care of it. “I assume you just got down here,” she continues and grabs her hand, getting her away from her father – he doesn’t seem concerned about that. Cyrus always said that Bellatrix was a good wife and that Y/N had a lot to learn from her. What he did not know is that Y/N really wanted to learn a lot from Bellatrix – she wanted to know more about the power a witch could hold.

“Yes,” she said and looked around her own house. It was full of wizards, all of them being purebloods and talking to each other with a clear superiority in their voice. “I hope I’m not late to the party.”

Bellatrix scoffs. “The true party begins only when he gets here,” she smirks and Y/N freezes, knowing who she’s talking about. Tom Riddle was certainly not her favorite person, no matter how much he convinced her father that she will be a good daughter for him.

“Wonderful,” she manages to say and walks beside Bellatrix to greet her guests. She smiles and greets Bellatrix’ parents and gets a deep breath when her aunt and uncle come to wish her a happy birthday.

“Y/N, how are you, dear?” Walburga asks and kisses her both cheeks. Bellatrix seems busy talking to her uncle about the upcoming meeting, while Regulus sits behind them and only listen. “How is school?”

“It’s good, wonderful, even,” she smiles and Walburga laughs happily. “I’m working on some essays for Potions and Transfiguration, maybe they’ll be published after I finish school.”

“Did you hear, Regulus? Y/N plans to publish some essays after graduation,” she scolds her son and now his attention is on them. He only smiles to his mother and she goes on with the talking. Neither of them seems to be truly focused on what she’s saying – they look at each other like they’d snap each other’s neck if they could.

“Regulus, why don’t you invite Y/N to dance?” Bellatrix pops between them and her aunt claps her hands satisfied with her proposal. “You know how much joy it brings me to see you two together, Reggie,” she continues and puts her arm around his shoulders. He looks at his cousin with doubt in his gaze – she made them dance together at her wedding, too, like they were some monkeys to entertain the adults.

With a silent scoff, he forced a smile in his cousin’s direction and looked shortly to his mother, who only seemed to tell him the same thing with her eyes. “Shall we dance together, Y/N?” he asks and gives her his pale hand.

No matter how much she’d like to hit it, getting it away from her, she grabs it lightly and smiles. “With pleasure,” she mutters and the adults all clap their hands and smile in their direction as they go to the center of the room, where other people are dancing slowly.

Bellatrix flicks her wand and the room is now filled with a more vibrant music – they smile to each other and Y/N’s skin is burning under her dress where Regulus’ hands touch her. He cups her hand into his and the other one rests on her back, bringing her closer to his body. She has a hand on his shoulder and they both move synchronically to the rhythm.

“You disgust me,” he whispers into her ear, sending shivers all over her spine.

A big smile appears on her rosy lips and she looks behind him, where her father is beside Orion and Cygnus Black – they all had firewhiskey glasses in hand and talked with serious expressions on their faces.

“The feeling is mutual, my dear Regulus,” she mumbles and steps on his foot, careful to put the heel right into his toe.

“Then, you could’ve save us both and deny Bellatrix’ stupid wish.”

“On her birthday?” she scoffs. “Yeah, right, you tell her no, I like to be alive.”

Regulus lets a small chuckle out and before she could look at him, he spins her away for a second. When her body is back into his arms, her vision is blurry. “You better keep your mouth shut during the meeting,” he says in a cold tone.

“Why, Reggie?” she mocks the tone Bellatrix used. “Scared the Dark Lord will see more potential in me than in you?” She’s joking. On Merlin’s beard, she’s only trying to piss him off.

“Tonight is my night and you better not do anything to steal it from me,” he spits the words into her ear. Her skin becomes ice cold and all her blood runs faster into her veins because of the way he presses his fingers into her back. “I warn you, Y/N, stay in your place,” he mumbles and when the music changes, he lets go of her and smiles, before going away.

After some hours, the chaos in her house begins to cool down – the guests start leaving until there are only the usual people. They all sit at the long table, talking about some things that happened in the Muggleworld and how unacceptable they were – for someone who said they despised the muggles, they sure talked a lot about them. The conversation dies when the chair at the end of the table is occupied by the tall, dark haired wizard. They all rise from their sits and greet him with joy.

“It’s good to see you too, my dear friends,” Tom Riddle, Lord Voldemort says and he shakes her father’s hand. Her lungs take the air in with great difficult, given the fact that there’s only a sit between the dark wizard and her. “I assume I need to apologize to Bellatrix,” he speaks and looks to his left, where the witch smiles from one ear to another. “I did not bring any gift with me, Bella,” he explains.

“You are my greatest gift, My Lord,” she says and from her left, Rodolphus and Rabastan just nod their heads. “Your presence gives us hope for a better future for us, the right titled wizards,” she continues and everyone agrees.

Bellatrix is one of the most loyal followers the Dark Lord has besides Cyrus Lestrange and the rest of his friends from when they were in Hogwarts. He saw the potential in her, just like he saw it in Y/N.

“Then tell me, which is the reason of this meeting?” Voldemort asks and looks at every face at the table.

It was not Y/N’s greatest pleasure to sit at that table from time to time – her father thought it was good for her future to assist those meetings, but they were incredibly boring. There were many parents of her housemates and from other kids from school, but not even a single person her age – that until Bellatrix brought Regulus to join her. Apparently, he was quite a fan of that man because of his cousin’s stories.

“We think it’s the time to welcome another wizard between us, as an official member, my Lord,” Lucius Malfoy speaks and his voice is just as annoying as ever.

“Oh, really?” Voldemort smiles. “And who might that be, Lucius?”

“My cousin, my Lord,” Bellatrix says and points to Regulus. “Regulus is one of the most dedicated wizards to your plans,” she continues and the air leaves Y/N’s lungs.

Looking over the table to Regulus, she could see Walburga smiling proudly while he just looks to Tom Riddle. “My Lord,” he says, “I swear I’ll serve you with every power I have.”

“Then come closer, young Regulus,” the dark wizard says and plays with his wand between his fingers. The boy gets up on his feet. From his right, Cyrus Lestrange clears his throat. “Yes, Cyrus?”

“My Lord,” he begins, “I was not aware that the Death Eaters were open to new members.”

“We always have free spots for the one who wish to serve our believes,” comes his explanation.

“In that case, I’m sure you’ll agree with me that Y/N is just as worthy of getting the mark as young Regulus is.”

Her heart stops beating. What did he just say?

“Right, Y/N?” his father touches her back, forcing her to look at him. His eyes are desperate. There is no way, in his opinion, that his only child will not be recognized as a worthy follower of Lord Voldemort.

All eyes are on her. She can feel them. However, she does not care about them – the only ones that matter are her father’s, and the one from across the table who looked down at her.

“Yes, My Lord,” she says that quietly that she barely hears her own voice. Her father pats her back and goes back to Voldemort. Y/N can’t gather the courage to look at Regulus.

“You said she was worthy from the first day you saw her, My Lord,” Cyrus says. “You said she will be a powerful witch, with a great future – how is she supposed to be powerful if not under your command?”

Voldemort smiles pleased. “You’re right, my old friend. Come, child, let me get a better look of you.” Her father looks at her and orders her to do as asked just with his eyes. Do not disappoint me, hesays with his burning gaze.

Mechanically, Y/N is on her feet and walks behind her father, in front of the sick looking wizard. His hands are cold, like he’s dead, when he touches her jaw. He looks at her like she’s some kind of animal that needs to be inspected.

“Are you willing to follow my orders, whenever you are needed, child?”

There’s a knot in her stomach. She wants to say no. She wants to leave that house and never come back. She’s scared.

“Yes,” is the only answer she can give in return.

“Very well,” Tom Riddle smirks satisfied and gestures to Regulus to come closer too. They are now next to each other. She can hear his breathing from her left and her knees are about to go numb. “Who wants to go first?”

Before she can say anything, Regulus already has his shirt lifted from his left arm and brings it closer to the man. Y/N can hear the soft scoff of his father.

“You need to swear to always serve me, boy,” Voldemort demands, the tip of his wand pressed into Regulus’ arm.

“I swear, My Lord. Whenever you’ll call for me, I’ll be there, ready to do everything I’m capable of for you,” Regulus speaks.

With a big grin on his face, Voldemort begins to press the wand deeper into the skin, until Regulus grabs his arm with his free hand. From under his skin is visible a dark smoke that lingers there, running like it’s chasing his blood. His nose is twitching from the possible pain, but besides that, his expression is blank. When the wand is lifted, the Dark Mark is on his white skin. There is silence, like the rest would wait for him to scream. His parents have a proud expression on their faces as Regulus watches the crowd with a blank, serious stare.

“Your turn, Y/N” Voldemort says after a few seconds and puts his hand out there to grab her arm. She lifts the sleeve of her dress and looks at her father – Cyrus Lestrange watches her with a demanding manner, like he’s forcing her to go closer to Voldemort. Which she does.

“I always knew you’d be a great witch, child,” he says with a proud tone in his voice. He wanted her to be his weapon. “Say you’ll serve me without question, Y/N. Let the others know that from today, you’ll become one of the most powerful followers of mine.”

“I do, My Lord,” is the only thing she says like she’s hypnotized – her body doesn’t listen to her commands, it acts on its own.

The wand is cold against her skin, but as soon as Voldemort presses it harder into her arm, a burning sensation hits her entire being – she needs to grab her arm in order not to get it away from the unspoken spell. The black smoke feels like venom and she wants to scream from the bottom of her soul. Instead, she just bites the flesh inside her mouth, the taste of blood blooming from her cheek. When the wand is lifted and the mark is done on her arm, too, there’s silence again – and when there’s no screaming, all the Death Eaters gets up and start to applause them, to congratulate them.

“That’s the best birthday ever!” Bellatrix laughs maniacal and jumps from a foot to another.

She still has her left arm in her right hand, looking at the black drawing on her skin. She’s too afraid to touch it, like it could burn her fingers. Two arms wrap around her in the noise and she’s hugged by her father. Cyrus Lestrange hugs his daughter, and a single tear rolls down on her cheek.

“Good job, Y/N,” he says in her ear. “Now you’ll show everyone what you’re made of.”

She gets slightly away from him and she can feel the vomit sensation grow in her stomach. While everyone clink glasses of champagne and laughs with joy, she excuses herself and leave the dining hall.

She could not see Regulus in the crowd. She needs to see him to be sure it was all real. And she finds him on the corridor near the bathroom, at a balcony with a view to her garden. His shoulders are moving up and down and his breathing is accelerated. If she didn’t know any better, she wouldn’t guess he was… crying. She stepped closer to him slowly and put her hand on his back.

“Regulus…” she said softly and tears started to form into her eyes, too. What have they done?

“You couldn’t contain yourself, right?” he screams and turns around to face her. “You got to be the center of the attention tonight, too,” his voice is full of hate, which she ignores when she sees his wet blood-shot eyes. Her hand tries to touch his shoulder, wishing to show him… empathy?

“Regulus…” she mumbles again and her voice is hurt. Maybe they are in this together; she just needs to explain everything.

“Don’t put your filthy hands on me!” he says and slaps her hand away.

Y/N doesn’t know what hurt more – the slap, the burning feeling in her arm or the fact that she thought that maybe, just maybe, Regulus was willing to show her kindness then, when it was clear that neither of them was feeling good with their actions.

She looks at his hand – the one he slapped hers with – and at his arm. His left arm.

“We are both filthy now,” she says with despair and turns around, leaving him alone.

[wizardingworldlibrary]

Lesbian!Bellatrix Lestrange Masterlist

after nightfall (ao3) - riddikulus_puff Bellatrix/Evelyn E, 999

Summary: Evelyn Zabini was infamous throughout the entire Wizarding World, there were constant investigations, for her long line of past, rich husbands. The couple would be together for a few months, a quick wedding would happen and then the husband would mysteriously disappear with no word on how exactly that had happened. And then the process would repeat over again and Evelyn would be with another man, burrowing her ways into their deep filled pockets and making sure that she was the central part of the men's wills. So, whenever Evelyn Zabini has a husband to get rid of, there was only ever one person that she always called. Bellatrix Black Lestrange was always waiting on the other side of the phone, waiting for the call to come through.

Before it's too late. (ao3) - litamarch Bellatrix/Rita M, 468

Summary: — You can lie to yourself as much as you want. You can fool your sisters, parents, Rodolphus. But you won't fool me, my love. Everything you are trying so desperately to hide I can see in your eyes. Come on, get dressed, go away, don't show up a week, a month, a year, but one day you'll still want to come back. And then it may be too late.

Bellatrix's Obituary (ao3) - hplesbian Bellatrix/Rita M, 4k

Summary: Rita Skeeter writes Bellatrix's obituary.

Beneath the Horizon (ao3) - Loislame84 Bellatrix/Hermione M, 24k

Summary: “Listen, love,” Andy spoke first. “Our Captain has been searching for you for a very long time. They’ve requested an audience with you. We aren’t leaving this town without you.” She watched the brunette gulp. “Now, we can do this the easy way where you come with us willingly. Or we can do this the pirate way. The choice is up to you.”

“What does your Captain want with me?”

“We don’t ask questions,” Dora replied as cold as stone. “The Captain gives the orders and we bring back the girls.”

Or

The one where the Black Sisters are pirates who were exiled and take Hermione captive on an adventure to regain what they once lost.

Better than Revenge (ao3) - inthelakes Bellatrix/Rita N/R, 39k

Summary: After a major press scandal, Bellatrix finds herself in forced press training. Her press trainer is Rita Skeeter. And the both of them absolutely hate eachother.

Chasing (ao3) - galaxo Bellatrix/Pansy E, 1k

Summary: Bella may think herself smart, but Pansy’s got her right where she wants her. Open like a five course meal, tendons taut in pleasure, no inch of her spared from Pansy’s tongue.

As if she’d bend down for that egotistical power-hungry man who needs to call himself a dark lord. Pathetic. She has better taste. Her lips tingling with a wet burn prove so. Bellatrix is a woman, and ten times the man Voldemort thinks he is.

“You want something, love?” Bella asks sweetly as she sits up and pushes Pansy’s thighs open with her foot.

dolorem in mortis (ao3) - orphan_account Bellatrix/Marlene T, 1k

Summary: Marlene McKinnon always knew Bellatrix Lestrange would come to kill her one day. Today was that day.

Good Girl, Good Toy (ao3) - maraudersaffair Bellatrix/Lily E. E, 835

Summary: Bellatrix plays with her toy.

Hearts will Sacrifice (ao3) - ConfusednDisappointed Bellatrix/Pandora G, 2k

Summary: Pandora has always wanted to be married. At some point they found out they wanted to married to Bellatrix and well... it seems someone has put a bump in the road for that.

pluck this tempting flower (beware of thorns) (ao3) - Ellory Bellatrix/Lily E. T, 1k

Summary: While stocking up on potion ingredients at The Apothecary, two people flirt with Miss Lily Evans. Lady Bellatrix Black’s attention is welcome. Heir James Potter’s is not.

Self-Prevention (ao3) - Useful_Oxymoron Bellatrix/Hermione M, 112k

Summary: When Bellatrix has an encounter with a mysterious vigilante who has been making Death Eater's lives miserable for some time, it sets in motion a series of events which will change both her life and that of Hermione Granger forever.

Snowbound (ao3) - the_samovar_is_hot Bellatrix/Hermione, Draco/Harry E, 327k

Summary: A missed connection on the way home from Hermione's family ski trip in the middle of fifth year changes everything, and causes Hermione to question some implicit assumptions of the wizarding world.

It also lays the groundwork for her inexorable collision in the Department of Mysteries with the /last/ woman to hold the title of "Brightest Witch of Her Age" -- Bellatrix Black Lestrange.

And their battle will lead to the very situation they both want least--together, a struggle to survive, far away from any support.

[thetorturedpoetsfest]

Welcome to Day 16 of The Tortured Poets Fest!

Click the links listed below to check out all of the content our lovely Tortured Poets have created for all of us today! (and go to our bio to access the rest of the AO3 Collection)

✍️ I hate it here by Jamofsunshine (art - video)

Ship(s): James/Regulus

Find the artist on Instagram and Tumblr!

🕯 Stitches Undone by Velvetandstrawberries

Ship(s): Andromeda Tonks/Ted Tonks, Narcissa Malfoy/Lucius Malfoy, past Narcissa Malfoy/Alice Longbottom, Bellatrix Lestrange/Tom Riddle, background Bellatrix Lestrange/Rodolphus Lestrange

Rating: E

Summary:

3 Sisters

3 Goodbyes

A collection of one-shots describing how three sisters in the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black said goodbye to their London upbringing and became more than their names.

🗝 nostalgia is a mind’s trick by @biclarity 

Ship(s): Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood & Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy & Narcissa Black Malfoy, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter & Ron Weasley

Rating: M

Summary:

The war has done a number on Draco Malfoy, and in the midst of his multi-step journey to recovery, he reconnects with Harry, who happens to be on a recovery of his own. Their interactions are a flurry of tiptoeing and carefully clipped words, but each one sparks something within Draco that slowly has the caution fading and curiosity taking charge.

More than anything, though, Draco makes headway on a path to self-discovery, healing, and revelation.

📜 How to let go (when you need to grow) by moonysashes 

Ship(s): Remus Lupin/Sirius Black

Rating: T

Summary:

“Hi

I found a box while packing

It’s full of pictures and stuff, and I was wondering if you wanted 2 come over & look at it ?”

That box was Remus worst nightmare for a while. Rummaging the past, while still being overwhelmed by it years after his friends passed away ? No thank you.

But maybe,

Just maybe,

He can try to open it this once, see what comes out of it.

🖌 a lot like a tragedy now by @lilacfiresoul

Ship(s): James Potter/Regulus Black

Rating: M

Summary:

“I don’t know whose side that is, but it’s not mine. That— thing is not my side. How long have you had that, Regulus? A week? A month? Two months?”

Something inside Regulus shrivels up and dies, a flower exposed to the sun for too long, dying from thirst, petals crumbling to dust. Because James called him Regulus. Not Reg. Reggie. My love. Just Regulus.

OR

Hours before Regulus and James are supposed to dance the couple's waltz at the Leaver's Ball of 78, Regulus shows James that he took The Dark Mark.

**************

Be sure to check our page for Day 17’s reveals! Until then, Tortured Poets <3

🩶 Your mods,

@wolfpadx @multiimoments @heartsoncover @lemonlans @mercurial-witch @steveahoi damagecontrol & shewritesmaybe

[miss-grimwood]

First Line Tag

Thanks @lumosatnight or the tag! <3

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don't be shy and share anyway!

Spoiled [Bellatrix/Rodolphus, G]

Bellatrix thought that Rodolphus spoiled her, but the way he shopped for their baby was on a whole new level.

2. Comfort [Bellatrix/Rodolphus, G]

Rodolphus cringed as he heard Bellatrix stomp across their bedroom into the ensuite for the third time that morning, slamming the door behind her.

3. Something to show [Bellatrix/Rodolphus, T]

‘I have something to show you.’ Bellatrix whispered. 

4. Diagon Alley [Bellatrix/Rodolphus, G]

‘We could call at the Leaky for lunch when we’re done?’

5. stress relief [Bellatrix/Rodolphus, M]

Rodolphus had been working late a lot, recently.

6. Ghosts of Black [Gen Black family cousins, T]

Aunt Walburga was dead.

7. the bride [Narcissa/Sirius, T]

‘When I grow up I’m going to marry Sirius.’

8. A recipe for Blackbones [meta] [Bellatrix/Amelia, T]

You will need: One cup Bellatrix Black Lestrange (light or dark, sane or otherwise)

9. A Reunion [Bellatrix & Delphi, G]

The doors flung open before Bellatrix, and she barged into Malfoy Manor, ignoring Narcissa’s tearful welcome to ask ‘where is she?’

10. Traitor [Bellatrix/Lily, T]

Bellatrix shot one last spell at the remaining Death Eaters, then fled with the rest of the Order, back to the safety of Grimmauld place. 

Tagging: @chipsnkayso @chemicalwildflowers @regardstosoulandromance @nanneramma

[cfdreamcrs]

(lucien laviscount | cis male | he/him ) — was that rabastan lestrange passing through diagon alley? those close to them say they remind them of restless nights where sleep was no where to be found, opinions as loud as his personality, old leather that was gathering dust - it was who he used to be, complicitness that was as venomous as the deed, always wanting for more, a grin as sharp as a knife which i suppose seems to fit that slytherin alumnus. they’re actually pretty catalysmic, unrelenting, and loyal for a twenty-seven year old, but i wonder if it serves them well when working as an member of the council of magical law associated with the department of magical law enforcement rumour has it that the pureblood is aligning with the death eaters now. i wouldn’t have guessed… but this is a conversation we should be having somewhere else.

exclusively for wingardiumfm

STATISTICS

Full Name - Rabastan Aldrich Lestrange Age - Twenty-seven Nicknames - Rab Date of Birth - June 3rd 1951 Parents - Ransome Lestrange & Renata Lestrange Siblings - Rodolphus Lestrange & Alice Lestrange Current Living Arrangements - Lestrange Manor Gender - Cis-Male Pronouns - he/him Sexual Orientation - Hereosexual Occupation - Member of the Council of Magical Law Wand - 11" long - cedar wood - thestral hair - quite bendy and flexible.  

EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT RABASTAN ...

born on one of the hottest days of summer, it was no surprise that Rabastan came out a spitfire, the youngest lestrange was a wild child in his youth and deep down, he knew it was because he had Rodolphus there to make everything okay. Growing up had been realizing that he saw more of a father figure in his brother than he ever did his own father, but Ransome Lestrange still managed to do damage the only way a father could.

rabastan had spent most of his years at school doing what he wanted, now he wasn't naive - he still had a reputation to uphold but those could easily be considered the years he didn't feel the burden of his parents marriage, or how it wasn't normal that he saw his father a few times a year - he didn't need to be brilliant to know something was incredibly wrong, but he couldn't help but use Hogwarts and the time with his friends and away from that empty house as an excuse to ignore what was right in front of him.

calling it difficult to find out at the age of fifteen that he was no longer the youngest lestrange would be an understatement to say the least. he wasn't prepared to be a middle child, let alone have a sister of all things but when alice showed up to live with them - maybe it was the sadness in her eyes - the loneliness, the only type that could come from a parent that wasn't there, whether it be in life or love but he couldn't subject her to more pain. following in Rod's stride, he did his best to welcome her with open arms and in time, it seemed like it was going to be the three of them against the world.

besides his siblings, he could say that he had a relationship with his mother - as much as it frustrated him to watch her deteriorate - break and break over a man who could not even truly give an ounce of himself to her, the frustration of not having a mother remember that she had children to live for, that they could be her prize possessions soon turned into pity. it was hard to hate a living corpse of a woman

ask rabastan at one point of his life - what his dream would be, without hesitation he would have said that he was meant to be a beater for the montrose magpies, it had been what he thought his reality was till his fifth year. not only did his father decide that was the year that he needed to be a middle child, but the year he noticed that he existed. it was ridiculous to think for a second that ransome lestrange would support his dream -- one conversation in his study during winter holidays was enough of a reminder that he didn't belong to himself, that he would always be a lestrange before anything else and the careers they chose for themselves said more about their family than anything. rod wouldn't even be able to spare him from that fate.

rabastan quit the quidditch team at the start of his sixth year and proceeded to pour what was left of his soul in excelling in his classes, his father had made sure that his path would be the council of magical law.

despite their political connections and his brother being the chief head of aurors for the department of magical law enforcement, rabastan very much paid his dues the second he had graduated hogwarts, from errand boy -- to clerk -- to late nights completing paperwork that was not from his own pile, he made sure that it was known that he didn't shy away from the hard work and he knew that in the long haul, being a member of the council will pay off.

the importance of blood purity, being surrounded by those who were really their true peers, he hadn't ever known a life without it and like his brother, he was invested in protecting their lifestyle. a wolf in sheep's clothing, he knew what image he had to present to the public -- the ever fair member, seeker of justice -- but he knew it was only a matter of time before the wizarding world would be receiving the justice they really needed.

CHARACTER PARALLELS

BILLY BUTCHER [ the boys ],  TYRION LANNISTER  [ Game of Thrones], AVA COLEMAN [ Abbott Elementary ], KANG BIT-NA [ The Judge from Hell ]

PINTEREST - https://ca.pinterest.com/sethcohcnaf/rabastan-lestrange/

[edwige-nora-moddy]

Where did Harry read the name "Edwige" ? - Trailer

I have been, for the last 5 years, writting a whole fucking ass book. A prequel to Harry Potter, in the Marauders era. A sort of Sirius x oc but not only. An addition to the story that doesn't changes what's canon. This is the first part of the first chapter.

If you have a platform you'd like me to post the rest of the book as well as here, you're advices are welcomed.

Enjoy !

1rst of September 1975

9H38 AM

- REGULUS ! SIRIUS ! LIVING ROOM ! NOW !

The Black patriarch's voice echoed through their vast home.

The two brothers didn't need to be asked twice. The doors to their rooms flew open and they rushed down the stairwell, bags in hand, one after the other.

This haste wasn't only due to the obvious annoyance in their father's voice or the ridiculously strict education they had received. In fact, neither of them wanted to delay their departure for Hogwarts, the school of magic, by even one more second. They arrived in record time in the living room and stood in front of their trunks and other bags that had already been brought down by their house elves. Walburga, their mother, joined the rest of the family with a slow and elegant step, while Orion stared at his sons with a stern eye. Sirius and Regulus Black. Two tall beautiful young men leaving for the most prestigious school of magic in the world where they have both excelled since the beginning of their schooling, looked at with not an ounce of contentment nor respect.

The Black family apparated in a discreet corner not far from Kings Cross train station. Together, they began walking towards the building in a theatrical silence. They wore their trademark masks, unbothered and distinguished. They entered and passed by the Lestrange family. The patriarchs immediately took the lead of the conversation, discussing the recent wedding (arranged, of course) of Narcissa Black and Lucius Malfoy, who had just gone out of school. Cercope Lestrange soberly congratulated Orion for this exceptional saving of his family's honor, recalling once again the betrayal of Andromeda, his niece, who had fled to marry a Muggle-born earlier in the year. Orion thanked him just as soberly, although with a hint of bitterness that he had difficulty in not letting show. Cercope's provocation was highly predictable, his only son Rodolphus had married Bellatrix, another Black girl, a few years before, and Andromeda's departure had lowered the prestige of the Lestrange family as well.

 They all said goodbye, mechanically and separated to continue, in silence, their movements in the crowded station.

In this aristocratic choreography, Sirius was dying slowly. From the outside, he seemed so cold and well-adjusted that one would have said that he was made of the same wood as those around him. He was seething inside. Mad with rage? Exhaustion? Impatience? He was not sure. He had never learned to distinguish his emotions.

Sirius unconsciously quickened his pace, which his mother did not fail to notice. She did not have time to reprimand him that they had finally arrived at the entrance of platform 9¾. This is where their parents would leave them. Sirius did not bother to consider them and rushed to the other side of the wall. To the other side of the world.

[joinmors]

𝘪 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 , 𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦 , 𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩    .   .   .

MORSFM   is   an   appless   ,   highly   au   marauders   era   group   set   in   1980   .   the   plot   revolves   around   the   discovery   of   an   ancient   artifact   ,   the obscura   ,   that   has   the   power   to   turn   the   tide   of   the   war   .    available   canons   include    mary   macdonald   ,   dorcas   meadowes   ,   rabastan   lestrange   ,   rodolphus   lestrange   ,   sybill   trelawney , molly weasley , fabian prewett   &   barty   crouch   jr , among many others  ! we   have   been   open   almost   a   month   and   would   warmly   welcome   new   members   .

[morsfm]

thank   you   so   much   to   everyone   who   applied   to   this   group   .   i   had   to   make   some   pretty   tough   decisions   and   i   hope   you   all   can   understand   that   i   did   not   take   this   process   lightly   .   if   not   accepted   for   your   first   choice   ,   i   would   still   love   to   have   you   in   the   group   and   would   encourage   you   to   apply   for   another   character   .   under   the   cut   ,   you   can   find   the   list   of   accepted   characters   along   with   their   faceclaims.   please   send   your   accounts   in   to   the   main   within   24   hours   .   welcome   to   mors   !

alecto   carrow   (   madelaine   petsch   )   played   by   rachie   .

andromeda   black   (   kristine   froseth   )   played   by   em   . 

antonin   dolohov   (   harris   dickinson   ) played by callie .

bellatrix   lestrange   (   victoria   pedretti   ) played by lily .

benjy fenwick ( gavin leatherwood ) played by nox .

dorcas   meadowes   (   yandeh   sallah   ) played by winnie .

evan   rosier   (   maxence   danet   fauvell   ) played by shilo .

frank     longbottom     (     peter     gadiot     ) played by em .

james   potter   (   alex   fitzalan   ) played by amanda .

lily   evans   (   kennedy   walsh ) played by cherry .

lucius   malfoy   (   felix   lee   ) played by shilo .

marlene   mckinnon   (    adria arjona    ) played by amanda .

narcissa black ( jessica alexander ) played by bee .

pandora rosier ( elle fanning ) played by adena .

penelope   rosier   (   diana   silvers   ) played by elle .

peter   pettigrew   (   nico   hiraga    ) played by em .

rabastan   lestrange   (   cody   christian   ) played by elle .

remus lupin ( archie renaux ) played by bee .

regulus black (  timothee chalamet  )  played by nox .

rodolphus   lestrange   (   dylan   o'brien   ) played by shilo .

severus snape ( tamino amir ) played by nox .

sybill trelawney ( anya taylor joy ) played by ro .

ted   tonks   (   emilio   sakraya   )   played   by   bonnie   .

theseus   mulciber   (   brenton   thwaites   ) played by mia .

[grimmgossip]

The Companion; Monthly Newsletter

written by Lu Talkalot

Hello readers, both old and new! Lu Talkalot here, returning with yet another issue of The Daily Prophet's monthly Companion newsletter! Keeping you up to date with events and general goings-on in this coming month: We have two local birthdays coming up in this month of July; Alicia Selwyn who is turning 28 on July 14th, and Micah Mulciber who will be turning 26 four days later on the 18th. Be sure to shower them both in gifts and birthday wishes, as is any birthday person's right! I personally expect no less from my friends and loved ones during my birth week, and I expect Mulciber could use some tender love and care after their recent release from Azkaban prison. This year's Firefly Festival has come and gone with minimal incident, though certainly moreso than last year with several unexplained fires breaking out in a couple of the merchandise stands and a handful of guests noted as having been injured. The general atmosphere of the festival was light and fun as it should have been and we were all able to gather for the ceremony atop the hill, release our lanterns, and celebrate in welcoming the lighting bugs and summer together, so i'm calling it a win! Coincidentally, several (now former) Azkaban inmates were released from prison on the same evening as the Firefly Festival, just hours before the ceremony. Jae-Edmund Avery, Vincent Crabbe Sr, and Rodolphus Lestrange are a few notable names included amongst them. We here at The Daily Prophet would like to remind our readers to treat these individuals with kindness and understanding as they integrate themselves back into the community. This month's full moon will be taking place on; July 6th. Stay safe and watch out for werewolves. And that's all for July! As always be sure to keep an eye out for the next issue of The Prophet for daily news and updates. Tah!

[motherfuckingmaneater]

What’s your favourite iteration of Bellatrix and Rodolphus’ relationship? 

This is so hard to answer because I’ve seen them written so well by so many authors. My top two favourite iterations are:

School friends, best friends from childhood, Rodolphus has always had a thing for her — Bellatrix agrees to marry him when the time comes, but it’s entirely her decision. Rodolphus is over the fucking moon and the happiest wizard to ever exist. They marry and it’s blissful though Bellatrix is never really as interested in him as he is in her they fuck a lot and it’s always always good for them both. They decide they don’t really want children plus it’s never something that crops up in conversation plus they’re soldiers in a war. He doesn’t know about her affair with their Master for some time — either until his suspicions catch up with him or he’s outright gaslighted by Bellatrix into thinking he’s mad for such a suggestion and that’s their Master and she’s just his student. Rodolphus realises a few years later but he doesn’t care so much because ultimately it means he gets a piece of the favour and he’s an excellent soldier anyway and always remains in Voldemort’s good graces. They go to Azkaban together after searching together. When they escape he still adores his wife and still thinks she’s the most beautiful witch to have ever lived. He’s a little resentful about Delphini but he’s not angry. He adores the kid anyway (much to his and Bella’s surprise). Ultimately he’s a very loyal and devoted husband who understands Bellatrix and never tries to change her. He’s devastated when she dies but after his third escape from Azkaban (this man is an underrated fucking legend for that shit btw) he finds Delphini and is very much a loving father-figure to her, he’s instantly ‘Uncle Rod’ again. He tells her everything about her mother and father and even names her heir of the Lestrange fortunes. He dies peacefully as a very old man in his armchair by the fire, never fully over Bellatrix but glad for the company of Delphini who is very much a daughter to him — and reminds him of her mother.

He’s much older than her, about her father and Voldemort’s age. She meets him while she’s a student of Voldemort’s. Rodolphus had never married and never wanted to. He expected Rabastan to continue the Lestrange bloodline. Rodolphus is surprised when Bellatrix shows interest in him but he doesn’t reject her at all, in fact he’s sweet on her almost instantly. they realise quickly neither of them want children and he doesn’t want a house-witch. It’s perfect. With Cygnus’ permission they start courting and within a year they’re engaged. He makes a lot of effort (Voldemort is slightly sickened, Cygnus is very happy) during this time. In another year they’re married and it’s the wedding of the century. Rodolphus thinks he hit the jackpot — he’s handsome, no doubt, but he has grey in his hair and he’s started forming wrinkles on his skin. She’s gorgeous. She’s grey eyes and long black hair, tall, slender, wickedly cruel with her curses, excellent at magic and not at all a house witch. She’s the Black family’s crown princess and she’s all his. Only, she isn’t really. He knows that — he’s discussed things with Voldemort before, he’s a clever man, he’s hitched on that they’re no mere teacher and student. He’s not offended the Dark Lord has slept with his wife to be, he’s not even offended that it’s something that’s going to continue. He looks up to Voldemort despite that he was only a year above him, what does he care? Bellatrix and Rodolphus have a very happy marriage. She’s affectionate, likes setting her nails into him, likes playing rotten bloody games with him, adores hunting with him and she plays to his every desire in return for him satisfying her every whim. He loves her. He spoils her absolutely rotten. They never have children. Delphini is a very very welcome addition to their family despite that her name is Black and not Lestrange. Bellatrix’s death almost kills him, he is a ruin of a wizard. He dies during his final imprisonment in Azkaban, likely of heart-break. 

[speaksoftlyrp]

in preparation for the site opening, here's our list of playable canon characters:

(☆ = major canon)

☆ Black, Sirius - 24 (Animagus)

☆ Black, Regulus - 23 (Lord Voldemort's Killer)

Bones, Edgar - 26+

Bones, Amelia - 24+

Carrow, Alecto - 20+

Carrow, Amycus - 20+

☆ Crouch, Bartemius Junior - 23+

Dearborn, Caradoc - 23+

Diggle, Dedalus - 20+

Doge, Elphias - 103+

Dolohov, Antonin - 25+

☆ Dumbledore, Aberforth - 100

Fenwick, Benjy - 21+

☆ Figg, Arabella - 23+ (Squib)

Fletcher, Mundungus - 22+

☆ Hagrid, Rubeus - 56 (Half-Giant)

Karkaroff, Igor - 20+

☆ Lestrange, Bellatrix - 33 (Dumbledore's Killer)

Lestrange, Rabastan - 30+

Lestrange, Rodolphus - 30+

Longbottom, Alice - 28

Longbottom, Frank - 28+

☆ Lupin, Remus - 24 (Werewolf)

☆ Malfoy, Lucius - 31

☆ Malfoy, Narcissa - 29

McKinnon, Marlene - 21+

Meadowes, Dorcas - 21+

☆ Moody, Alastor - 25+

☆ Pettigrew, Peter - 24 (Animagus)

☆ Potter, James - 24 (Animagus)

☆ Potter, Lily - 24

Prewett, Fabian - 29+

Prewett, Gideon - 29+

Rookwood, Augustus - 20+

Rosier, Evan - 28+

Skeeter, Rita - 33+

☆ Snape, Severus - 24

Tonks, Andromeda - 29-33

Tonks, Ted - 29+

Vance, Emmeline - 20+

Yaxley, Corban - 18+

as a note, you're always welcome to play an OC or a canon character not listed here!

[bellaaegis]

who: @thexstrangewhere: common room, late evening

A Friday like any other, an evening moving into night time. Most of the people had left the common room, leaving it in an eerie silence, one the witch was far more than just familiar with. In fact, in some cases the quietness of the Slytherin common room was a welcome distraction, an embrace that she was all too willing to run toward. Bellatrix knew hot play people, knew how to read them like an open book yet at times it was nice not to have to worry about the world around her and what they may think; however little she may have cared for the idle chatter of the students around her.

Her feet carried her down the passage of the dormitories down the stairs and toward the fireplace she'd come to call home whenever it was occupied by all the other far too annoying students. A slight grin spread across her lips when her hazel eyes danced across the figure of someone she'd been looking for. How many times over the past summer had her parents urged her to talk to the Lestrange heir. The pressure sent a shiver down her spine, yet the need to remain in control only granted way to a chuckle. "Just the person I was looking for."

Bellatrix moved closer, not waiting before sitting in one of the armchairs near Rodolphus. "I didn't get much of a chance to talk to you yet. It was almost too hard to find you during that party. Then again, I can't exactly blame anyone for running from that common room. The colors are almost as hideous as the so called students within its walls." There it was, the smirk ever as wide. "Better hope the next party will be located in a common room a little more accommodating."

[scandalsofwitchfell]

Congratulations to the following people, you have been accepted! Ann as Natalya Volkova (Jodie Comer FC) Alice as Marlene McKinnon & Rodolphus Lestrange (Isabel May & Dominic Sherwood FCs) Kels as Damocles Belby, Daiyu Xuan, Sirius Black & Raina Wynne (Thomas Brodie Sangster, Wang Herun, Reeve Carney & Aisha Boe FCs) Han as Bellatrix Black, Jackson, Kingsley Shacklebolt & Cordelia St. Claire (Elizabeth Gilles FC, Alexander Ludwig, Hannah Dodd & Kofi Siriboe FCs Cass as Fabian Prewett (Brenton Thwaites FC) and Andromeda Black (Emily Bader FC) Jaime as Evgenia Muradova (Aubri Ibrag FC)

Please ensure to send your blogs in! The Kingdom of Witchfell welcomes you.

[fabian-with-an-f]

it’s Fabian :)

welcome! It’s Fabian!

I am a gryffindor

quidditch player

feral guitarist

that’s it. Wanna know more? Let’s settle it over a beer ;)

people ik:

James Potter - @james-the-amazing-potter

Sirius Black - @starlight-starbright-thatsme

Remus Lupin - @looneymoonyy

Peter Pettigrew - @wormy-loves-ch33se

Gilderoy Lockheart - @mystical-magical-me

Kingsley Shacklebolt - @king-ofthe-crop

Xenophilius Lovegood - @xeno-graphical

Lucius Malfoy - @malfoy-lu

Rodolphus Lestrange - @rodolphus-le-strange

Edmund Avery - @averykissableguy

Bruce Mulciber - @fire-allayer

Rita Skeeter - @poison-penmanship

Barty Crouch Jr - @lifeofthe-barty

Evan Rosier - @whokilledevanrosier

Pandora Rosier - @pandoras-nox

Regulus Black - @little-king-official

Dorcas Meadows - @cas-not-the-band

Marlene Mckinnon - @marls-mckinn0n

Hestia Jones - @hjonesworld 

Mary McDonald - @mary-mcdeal

Emmeline Vance - @emmelineandhervans

Sybill Trelawney - @sybill-patrica-trelawney

Lily Evans - @lilytheginger

Alice Fotescue - @alicethekindone

Narcissa Black - @flowers-of-narcissus

Andromeda Black - @andromedashoax

Bellatrix Black - @the-queen-bellatrix

Severus Snape - @severusprince-snape

Fabian Prewett - @fabian-with-an-f

Molly Prewett - @mollberryshortcake

Amos Diggory - @fawningamos

Frank Longbottom - @k1ndest-keeper

Edgar Bones - @bones-and-edgar

Ted Tonks - @ted-the-teddy-tonks

Gideon Prewett - @prewett-twin

Alecto Carrow - @alectocrow