#auntie bellatrix

[incorrect-malfoys]

Bellatrix: Goodnight, Draco

Draco: Goodnight, Auntie Bellatrix

Bellatrix: Goodnight monster that eats children who are bad

Rodolphus, through a walkie-talkie under the bed: GOODNIGHT

[miss-grimwood]

“I love your drawing. Is that a cat?”

‘I love your drawing.’ Bellatrix said. ‘Is that a cat?’

Draco frowned at her. ‘It’s papa.’

‘Oh.’ Bellatrix tried to hide her laugh, turning to Narcissa for guidance on how to respond to Draco. It had been easy when he was a baby, just hold him and keep him safe, but now he was a toddler, she was completely out of her depth.

‘It’s very good, dragon,’ Narcissa assured him, ‘papa will love it.’

Bellatrix and Rodolphus shared a glance across the room.

They definitely weren’t ready to be parents.

[malfoyfeed]

Draco: I'm bored.

Bellatrix: me too.

... Silence

Also Bellatrix: let's go bother your father.

[hanakin-starwalker]

Yes, I am the hysterical, unstable bitch that will eat your children for dinner.

Bellatrix Lestrange, probably.

[daughterofyourdarklord]

What is first war Delphi’s biggest fear then?

It was horribly loud. 

The little witch jumps up, she and the elf both startling at the bang. Violent voices are quick to follow, booming down the corridors. An eerie magic descends upon the estate, something Delphini has never felt before. It surrounds the castle grounds as though keeping something out - or someone in. 

“You stay here, Mistress Delphi. Tippy will go check on the visitors..” The house-elf disappears in a pop. 

Something isn’t right. More screams follow, deafening bangs as if furniture is being strewn about. 

The little witch takes a few hesitant steps backwards. The noise seems to be getting closer, frantic footsteps echoing down the hall. There’s another bang, this time right against the door. 

Delphi darts, hiding behind the expansive desk papa had just sat at days ago. Mama left to go find him… To make sure the bad guys didn’t have him... She’d left Delphini alone with the elf late last night.

The little witch peers around the desk, watching as the handle to the door abruptly turns. 

“Delphini!” 

It’s Mama! 

She’s up and running to Bella in a flash. Quickly, her mother slams the door shut. Delphini can still hear the echoing shouts of Uncle Rody, the screams of other wizards she does not recognize. 

“Mama!” She yelps, catapulting into anxious arms. She has so many questions but is far too frightened to voice them. There’s banging again, someone else is trying to get into their room. 

Her mother’s wand is hot from use, perched protectively against Delphi’s back. Bellatrix smells like smoke, her magic buzzing around her more frantic than Delphini has ever felt it before.

Mama’s scared.

Delphini doesn’t know what to do. 

Hastily, Bellatrix surges forward towards the large windows. She’s favoring her left leg. Delphini notices blood seeping down the back of her robes. Something is very wrong.  

“There’s wards!” A gruff voice shouts just on the other side of the door. 

Delphini is locked in her mother’s arms, head tucked against a slender shoulder as she watches with wide eyes as four wizards barrel into their rooms. 

The bad guys…They found us! 

She’s frozen in fear but mummy is not. With a wave of mama’s wand the windows along the back of the room shatter, it’s a steep drop to the grass below. She thinks mama is about to jump but something stops her. Before Delphini can process it, a wave of red flies by, Bellatrix twists them out of the way just in time. 

“There’s a child!” One of them screams, her mother’s hold is near suffocating. In a flash Bella's wand is raised and ready, eyes bouncing from one Auror to another. Several more of them begin to funnel into the room.   

“Don’t you move, Bellatrix!” A new angry wizard screams - he only has one eye. More wands than Delphini can count are pointing at them now. “There’s no escape - the manor is surrounded, there’s an anti-apparition ward cast over the entire estate. It's over.” 

Her mother is panting, heart racing so loud Delphini can hear it. The little witch’s eyes immediately fill with tears, so gripped with fear she can’t manage a sound. Slowly she turns in her mother's arms to get a better glimpse of these monsters. Bellatrix reaches up to shield her face, turning to try and hide her from view.

“There is no record of a Lestrange child… We weren’t briefed on this.” The youngest of the bunch speaks up, his teeth sharp. 

“Put that girl down.” 

Another steps closer. Bellatrix flinches away, arms protective around Delphini. She grips her mother’s robes tightly in return, her own arms shaking around Bella’s neck.

“Put her down, Bellatrix. No one else needs to get hurt today.”

Her mother responds with a savage curse.

Two of them are on the ground before Delphini can catch up, the rest on the defensive. A stray hex manages to slip through her mother’s shields, cutting along her sleeve and leaving a line of blood in its wake. 

“You can’t duel her! There's a child-” 

The one-eyed Auror growls in response, quickly sending another of her mother’s cursing spiraling back at them. Bella ducks, bringing them to the ground. The curse shatters a different window, glass spraying across the room.

Delphini sobs as shards rain down upon them. 

“Give us the girl, Bellatrix!” 

Mummy is crying too, silent tears rolling down her cheeks.  

The only thing standing between them and the near infinite number of Aurors is her father’s large ornate desk. 

Time stops, no one is sure how to react. Bellatrix lets out a shuddering breath, her hold around Delphini strengthening. 

She’s up again, a powerful curse soaring through the study and slamming into three of the closest Aurors. She's turning, a perfect blockade of defensive spells cast to protect their exit- Bella’s back leg gives out on her. The seeping blood from earlier now pooling beneath mummy’s robes. Another sob.

The next thing to go flying is her mother’s wand. It almost happens in slow motion, Delphini’s eyes following the arc of the wand before it lands in one of the wizard’s open hands. 

“It’s done, Bellatrix.” Before she can try and run again they have her ankles bound, knees crashing against the floor Delphini had just been playing on. She gasps, still clinging to her mama, shielding her tears against Bella’s collarbone. 

This can’t be happening. 

Angry feet hurry forward. She can feel mummy’s nails digging into her back. 

“Don’t touch her.” Bellatrix spits, her arms impossibly tight. Delphini is too terrified to look. 

“Hand the girl over.” 

Delphini feels a strange hand probing her shoulder, Bellatrix twists, freeing her daughter from the man's grasp with a vicious snarl.  

“No!” Several more step forward, rough hands along her mother’s shoulders. “No!” Wandless magic sends one of them backwards, slamming into the ornate desk. “No!” Delphi isn’t sure who is screaming, her or mummy. “No!” One has Delphini by the back of her dress. “Please - don’t!” 

“Mama!” She shrieks, little hands tearing at Bellatrix’s robes as she is ripped out of her mother's arms.

Her mind refuses to process it, arms still stretching out, reaching as hard as she can for mama. Slowly, she sees the horror creeping into her mother's eyes. Bellatrix looks as terrified as Delphini feels. Vaguely, she feels an unfamiliar arm wrap around her stomach.

The world comes crashing in on her all at once.

“NO!”

The little witch thinks she might be screaming but it seems so hard to hear anything at all. 

Distantly, she's aware she's wailing against the wizard who is still struggling to get a grip on her. Slamming her little fists all over him, sharp nails and harmful bursts of magic wherever she can reach. 

Delphini has never been so frightened.

“Don’t you touch her! She belongs with my father! With Cygnus Black! You take her to him - he’s her legal guardian!!” 

Her mother’s tormented voice is just about the only thing she can process amongst the chaos. Tears stream down Delphini’s face so aggressively she can hardly see.

She thinks she might be screaming for Bellatrix - for her father. She might just be screaming.  

Her captor is walking them towards the door, away from mummy, away from their rooms. 

Delphini turns, horrified eyes desperate for Bella. Seven Auror’s are holding her mama back. She watches as one of them kicks her mother hard in the stomach, the witch finally doubling over. 

“She’s a ward of the Wizarding State now, Bellatrix.” The Auror abducting her declares. Delphini almost doesn’t hear him over the ringing in her ears. “The Ministry will be charged to oversee her placement following your trial.” 

Her mother’s screams are the last thing Delphini will remember. 

[onewizardgirl]

Reasons poppy is minervas bestie and girlfriend

Pain potion

Minerva was never this unfocused on her lessons. But her stupid period just came on moments before her double lesson with her first years and she hasn't had a break to go to her love and get a pain potion to alleviate any of her discomfort, nor has she had a chance to get an actual pad on, so a spell was currently what was keeping green robes from being ruined.

"Good job, ms evans! Ten points to gryffindor," minerva said watching as lily turned a feather into a needle first try.

"Lily, you may work on another spell if you wish or you may do work for one of the other professors, the rest of you continue working on your feathers," minerva told, sitting at her desk as she graded papers and attempted to focus herself, next hour was lunch for all students and staff, which relieved minerva greatly, but it was only thirty minutes into her double transfiguration with her first year students.

Soon a folded bit of parchment floated into her classroom by an open window.

On the letter was poppy's neat handwriting

Minerva dearest, it has come to my attention that your time of the month is due, and knowing you, it is likely already bothering you by the time you read this little note, i will have a potion ready upon your arrival at lunch and if you need anything you know where to find my supply cupboard. After dinner, I'll have a bath ready in our chambers so you can relax.

Your love, poppy

Upon reading the note poppy sent, minerva smiled a weak smile but wrote a note back to poppy before getting into her second transfiguration task which would be to turn a book into a hot water bottle, this would also be part of tomorrows lesson but since she had a double block now she wanted to start it today after the feather spell.

Minerva scribbled down her response to poppy

Dearest poppy, i thank you so much for your thoughtfulness and loyalty knowing how nasty my time of month can get, im struggling to get through my double class with my first years, being a female sucks hairy bollocks. With the hope that this class passes quickly, i will see you soon my dear

Best regards, Minerva

She folded it and sent it to poppy with a silent woosh out the window.

As she had planned she got the students started on a useful spell of making a book a hot water bottle, so they could get one without having to leave bed to fill it with hot water.

"Students if you will put away your wands and set your feathers aside. The second spell i will teach today is how to transfigure a book i to a hot water bottle. This is handy when you want to cuddle up to something warm but don't feel like filling your own. The spell incantation is the same as you were using for the feather aside from some minor changes, as always i would like you to write five uses for turning a book into a hot water bottle and then i shall demonstrate and let you practice." Minerva explained

Her students dipped quills and began to write their answer to her question down, they would get a grade for this assignment as it was part of transfiguration theory.

Minerva graded a few essays from her elder students before a small group of students came up to hand in their papers. She started marking them instead, young lily's being the top one on the stack.

Minerva read over, seeing typical answers like warming the bed in winter, making a teddy feel warm and inviting and so on, what shocked minerva was the last few sentences.

The fifth and final use i will discuss for this spell is use for alleviating cramps caused by a witches menstrual bleeding. This spell creates a warm compress that upon use can relieve pain caused by muscle contractions in the uterus as it tries to rid the body of unused blood and tissue. As research has shown this spell is often a witch's favorite spell during the ages of 11 and 60 when menstruation occurs.

Lily had quite a good head on her shoulders and was very knowledgeable for being a first year and a muggleborn at that.

Minerva grinned lightly at lily's writing, and continued to mark the papers until everyone had handed them in.

"If i have everyone's papers, i will proceed to demonstration," minerva said

Luckily for her. The class seemed to go by quickly after she let the students begin practicing reciting the incantation and wand motion.

Soon after the last student had left her classroom after the lesson minerva was packing up her things trying to think of which teacher could cover her 4th year and 6th year lessons.

When she stood from her desk she grumbled, feeling the sensation of her leaking far worse than earlier.

She needed a moment to get down to the hospital wing, so she scourgified the blood on her knickers and headed off, green robes billowing behind her as she walked in dior need to make it to the hospital wing across the school before she begun to leave a trail of blood down the corridor.

She didn't think to stop by moaning myrtle’s bathroom to clean up, she just wanted to see poppy so her cramps would ease.

So with her mind set on hee destination she would keep cleaning the trail of blood threatening down her legs until she finally got to the hospital wing and quickly made her way into poppy's personal quarters and to her lavatory.

Cleaning up quietly and putting on a pad like she should've earlier, she finally makes her way toward poppy, who was currently healing a student that had been on the revolving staircase and fell through a trick stair and down nearly four flights of stone steps.

"Minnie i swear if albus doesnt find a way to warn students of those trick steps ill have his head, this is the third fall this week, and the worst one at that. I had one come in fell only one flight down, another that had fallen going up and had fell through headfirst, and then poor miss lovegood here who fell through the step and then took a rough tumble down the other four flights after she'd fell throgh."

The student currently being healed was pandora lovegood, a 6th year ravenclaw. Smart as a whip but the revolving stairs hated her for some odd reason, they had landed her a spot in the hospital wing more times than sirius black and his pranks with james and remus.

Lovegood was currently sleeping, so minerva said to poppy quietly,

"Thank you for the potion, i need to go now for my 4th years, and i think ill skip dinner so be a tad early love," minerva whispered punctuating her statement with a very light kiss on poppy's cheek before letting her robes billow out of the room behind her long stride

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After minerva's fifth year class she made her way down to poppy.

" ... here you are mr black, do not worry, your secret's safe with me, i advise telling your friends though, they'll understand," minerva heard poppy tell sirius.

"Will you ask professor mcgonagall to sort something out?" He asked

"Yes my dear boy, if everything works out you'll be in the boy's dormitory within a week," poppy said minerva hid in the doors large shadow before stepping in after sirius had left.

"Minnie my love! There's a hot bath awaiting you in our chambers, ill be in momentarily, i just need to check on young ms lovegood," poppy told

Minerva continue back to their chambers after poppy leaned over to press a sweet and quick kiss to minerva's lips.

When minerva got into the bathroom she removed her robes and put them in the laundry bin she then lowered herself into the pool sized bathtub that was notably smaller than the prefects but still quite large. She submerge her body in the warm water, and swam a leisurely lap across the tub before returning to her sitting alcove in the corner next to a bewitched window that reflected a gorgeous and clear night sky.

Poppy retired to her and minerva's rooms to take care of her wife after she assured that everyone was sleeping that was under her care, making sure her movement detection spells were properly calibrated before she finally closes the door to her chambers.

Poppy lazily joined minerva in the bath and assisted her wife in washing long ebony locks, before putting them both in cozy pajamas and cuddling minerva all night with so much love and care that minerva cried the next morning, curse those damn hormones.

[arliedraws]

Whatever the Cost (AO3)

Summary: Sirius Black did not die during the Battle of the Department of Mysteries. He has been held prisoner and faces the cost of remaining loyal to those he loves. Meanwhile, Harry has mourned his godfather for nearly a year until he receives a warning that his godfather still lives and he’d better hurry up and find him before Sirius is gone for good.

Haha, I haven’t written whump like this since uhhhhhh college? I feel very normal about this. Again, not the flavor I usually cook with, but I guess enjoy? I think it’ll be around three chapters total. Some warnings—it’s got old fashioned torture, some stabbing, y’know, more psychological than anything, but I don’t think I’m as imaginative as Bellatrix Lestrange…

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“It’s very easy, Sirius,” Bellatrix purred. She pulled his limp body into her lap and propped his lolling head back against her shoulder so he could feel the hot breath in his ear. “You don’t even need to apologize. Don’t you want the pain to stop?”

Sirius could not have spoken even if he wanted to.

“He doesn’t trust you, Sirius,” she said. Sirius sank into the warmth of her body. “He thinks you’re weak. Poor little Harry thinks you need to be rescued. Isn’t this all his fault? If only he could see you for who you really are. Look at you—so defiant, so strong. Auntie Wally was so proud of you…”

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

It had been a crazy dream. The craziest dream Sirius had ever had. But oh God! How good it had felt to be kissed like that, to be touched like that.

Sirius woke up sweating from head to toes, with blushy cheeks and a very hard member.

"Toujours Pur!" The voice of his Grandmother echoed in his brain. All the awful things she had said about people like that. "Filthy people like that deserved only hell"

"Cissy boy" His Grandfather used to groan when Sirius had his hair a bit too long. "They are going to think you're a girl with that hair. Or worse. One of those..."

"A bloody ponce, that one" Orion always said about Alphard all the time "Filthy mind, filthy man. Being too much with him is going to turn you into a faggot."

"Don't cry, Sirius. You're such a pussy" Bellatrix used to tease, making her friends laugh at Sirius. He had been a kid. "Are you ever going to please a girl? Uncle and Auntie would have to pay someone to be your wife. Nancy boy!"

What would they say now? Having such a dream with none other than his best friend.

It was common for teenage boys to fantasize. Sirius had heard many times how James had dreamt about Evans. Even teased him when he whispered things in his sleep. James talked about Evans' body a lot. And loved to stare when the girl wore a tight blouse or a short skirt.

And Peter had fantasies about many girls from his magazines. Even girls at Hogwarts he found hot. He kept posters of sexy birds in bikinis and stared at girls in P. E. all the time. The boys teased him for that.

Now, Remus... Sirius had never heard of Remus's fantasies. If he fantasized at all. Who did he think about? Was it boys or girls? Sirius hadn't even think about it. Remus was just Remus. Moony. Sirius’s friend. Sirius’s confident. So sweet and funny and tender.

Now out of nowhere, Remus had been in Sirius’s dream. And what a dream. Not like his best friend. Someone who made Sirius see stars. Someone who Sirius had desired and found absolutely sexy. Someone he wanted to do nasty things to.

He couldn't get that image of Remus's face with red cheeks, his lips wet in anticipation and that hair... Uff... Those curls were wild above his head. Sirius had wanted to pull it and ran his fingers through it.

Now the next morning all Sirius felt was shame. His mind had been playing a real trick with him.

Sirius had to admit he had imagined women in his mind. Usually just body parts he got from magazines. Never with an specific face, color of hair, color of eyes. No one real to fantasize about. Not even with his last girlfriend Julie, Sirius had dreamt of such filthy things.

So why did Remus... REMUS... had to appear like that?? Sirius was going insane.

"What's wrong, Padfoot?" Remus asked when Sirius made an excuse when he asked him to go for a cigarette.

"What?" Sirius was busy 'looking' for something on his bag. Only not to stare into those eyes.

"You've been weird all morning" Remus said "You've been avoiding me... Are you angry? Have I done something wrong?"

Sirius looked up only because he heard desperation in Remus's voice. He looked confused. And very cute with those pouty eyes.

"No, of course not" Sirius faked a smile "Sorry... Have a lot of things on my mind. I didn't sleep well last night".

Because I was dreaming about you, Moony.

His cheeks burnt only remembering it.

Sirius wondered how well Remus kissed. If he would feel the dry skin of those lips. If it would be soft to ran his fingers through that hair. If his skin was warm and if those hands could touch his skin in that way...

Fuck! What was wrong with Sirius? Was he blushing?

Faggot, faggot, faggot...

Sirius was only confused. Ever since what happened that summer. Everything with his Uncle. The confused thoughts. The confused feelings. Sirius was only probably going insane.

Sirius couldn't like Remus. Not only because he was a boy. But because they were best friends. Sirius didn't want to ruin what they had. They had found each other again just recently. Sirius didn't want to lose him.

And honestly speaking, Remus deserved better than whatever mess Sirius was.

Faggot, faggot, faggot... Coward!

"Sirius? Sirius!!" Remus snapped his fingers in front of his nose. "Are you okay?"

"What?" Sirius was an idiot.

"I asked if you were going to Biology with the others"

"You're not going?"

Remus tapped the cigarettes' pack.

"Popping out for one first. You said you didn't want to come"

Sirius was just confused. He had to drown whatever he was feeling. It had been just a dream. And dreams were crazy sometimes.

Sirius smiled "You know what? I think I'm gonna go with you. God knows I need a fag right now..." a pause "A cigarette, I mean!!" he added quickly feeling ashamed of what that could have meant.

Remus stared. If he found something odd with Sirius, he didn't say. Even though Sirius noticed the caramel tone of his eyes.

"Okay" Remus shrugged in amusement.

"Let's go" Sirius nodded.

As they went, Sirius thought it was alright. One time, he heard how Rick Stevens had a crazy dream about how McGonagall slashed him in the tush for being nauthy. "She even wore a spandex" he had said. The guy was teased for several weeks after that. He had even been called "cat whisperer" for a while by the Rugby Team.

Dreams were messy and weird all the time. Sirius was probably going to forget about it when he found a hot bird to fantasize about next.

Moony was special. He was very important for Sirius. So probably that part of his brain used him. But Sirius knew that Remus was always going to be his best friend. And that was it.

Sirius hadn't done anything wrong. He hadn't kissed him or touched him. So he wasn't guilty of sin. And he would never be.

[hotpinkboots]

Hiiii So I'm super Excited that I found you're blog!!! Because I LOVE Bellatrix So much😍 I was hope maybe could you do a TeenFemReader × Aunt Bella One shot where Bella is just having a bad or a Nightmare or maybe on her Priod (Your choose) And R gose and Comforts her and thay just cuddled in bed and Bella is just all soft and Loving and maybe thay Watch Kitchen Nightmere or Hotel Hell (I feel like Bella would like that) or even Bluey! I just think there isn't enough Soft Bella × Reader Fics❤ Thank you so much! Also I hope this is Enough to go off of😅🤗

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~Aunt!𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖝 𝕷𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊 x Teen!Fem!Reader~

(Platonic fluff oneshot, comforting Bellatrix on her period)

AHH YES I AGREE WE NEED MORE SOFT BELLA 🥺🥺🥺

She's so excited for menopause here LMAO let's be honest we're all looking forward to that

Note(s): Bella's a bit OOC to make this more fluffy (she willingly indulges in muggle entertainment and reluctantly agrees to take ibuprofen), this is set in modern times (2024), I watch Hotel Hell, Hell's Kitchen, and Kitchen Nightmares every day and she would 100% love it but I thought Bluey would make it more wholesome

How long it took to write: 4 hrs

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𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖝 would look absolutely furious if she weren't so exhausted. Everything in her body hurt, so much to where it would tire her just to pull one of her maddened expressions. So, she settled for only looking grumpy and uncomfortable. She had gone the entire time in Azkaban without any sort of pain relief for her periods; she'd feel weak if she suddenly decided to use any sort of of reliever for the cramps and back aches.

She played stubborn, lying in bed miserably, unable to decide if she wanted somebody to come along and pamper her, or if she wanted to be left alone. The decision was made for her when a voice called at her from the doorframe.

"Aunt Bella?" You asked hesitantly, eyeing how still she was. Bellatrix quickly looked over at you with a tired smile growing on her lips, and dark chocolate eyes that brightened upon your arrival.

"Hello! Hi, sweetie, come here!" She waved you into the room, sitting up as best she could by propping herself up with pillows for support. Bellatrix pat the bed, offering you to sit beside her. Usually, she would've hugged you, but this was unfortunately out of her physical comfort zone at the moment. She made up for the lack of hugs by nudging you closer to kiss your cheek a few times, each kiss marked with a "mwah!" for the sole purpose of your amusement.

You smiled widely, pulling away from the swarm of kisses with a delighted squeal, only to be pulled back for one more smooch. Bellatrix turned her head and tapped her own cheek with her nail. "Give Auntie a kiss," she teased. Bellatrix very much enjoyed playing the overbearing Aunt that smothered you with her affection. She was very proud to call you her niece. You leaned in and returned the kisses by pressing a few to her pale cheek, in return earning a sweet, "Thank you, lovey!" from the witch.

Bellatrix then attempted, yet again, to settle down comfortably- which, unsurprisingly, she could not. For any which way she sat, she could not find a position that her aching body was content with, and every position somehow seemed to be more uncomfortable than the last. You could only observe as your Aunt struggled, watching her eyebrows furrow and her mouth turn into a thin-lipped grimace.

"Do you need anything?" You asked in concern, to which Bellatrix waved dismissively and shook her head. "No, no, just lay here with me. I could use some company, I hate sitting still for this long-" She broke off when you reached over to the nightstand and picked up your purse. "What is that?" Bellatrix mumbled, eyebrows furrowed as you turned it on and unlocked the device. Her eyes widened when the screen lit up. She gasped. "Is that some sort of muggle technology? (Y/N)! Get rid of it this instant!"

Your eyes flicked to Bellatrix. If she were a cat, her fur would be bristling. She looked confused and upset, staring at your phone as though she was on the verge of breaking it in half. You chuckled under your breath and shook your head, swiping and clicking the Disney+ app. "Wait, wait, just watch!" You defended quickly. Bellatrix grumbled something incoherent, and it sounded resentful and annoyed. Still, she decided to humor you, as you were her niece, and if you wanted to show her something, she wanted to see it.

You scooted closer to your Aunt, while she gave a delighted hum in response and rested her cheek upon your shoulder. You held the phone up and clicked on an episode to watch. While it loaded, Bellatrix stared at it judgmentally. "Is something supposed to-" She began impatiently, though she was interrupted by the theme song, which caused her to flinch in surprise.

"Oh, no, it's for children!" Complained Bellatrix in dread. She wanted to fire questions at you to understand what she was witnessing, but she didn't want to tear down something you liked. So, the witch sat quietly and watched in confusion, even if she found the show to be annoying. A few minutes in, Bellatrix was watching more intently. She occasionally smiled at the antics and jokes in the show. Moments later, she gave a little gasp when Bingo trotted into the frame. Bellatrix pointed to her. "Oh, how adorable! I like that one. It reminds me of you!"

You laughed and asked why. Your Aunt glanced up at you sweetly. "I don't know! It's cute, and so are you." She lifted her hand to run the pad of her index finger down your nose bridge playfully, before turning her head to look at the screen again. You beamed happily at the gesture.

While her cramps and aches were still raging, this was a nice distraction. However, her breathing was still heavy and deep, and her hand still rested on her lower belly in an attempt to self-soothe the pain. Once again, you reached over to grab something off the nightstand. A bottle of ibuprofen, this time. "What are you doing now?" asked your fluffy-haired Aunt. "I don't remember having that."

"It's ibuprofen, it'll make the cramps go away," you reassured her, tilting the bottle and tapping the side of it until two tablets dropped into the palm of your hand. Yet again, Bellatrix decided to whine and refuse, accusing the pain reliever of being poisonous or something of the sort. You decided to prove her wrong by taking a dose for yourself, to rid the dull headache that had been bothering you since that morning. "No, no, what if- (Y/N)!" Bellatrix snapped, snatching the bottle away from you and scolding you. "You don't know what's in it, sweetheart, you can't just take something like that!"

"It's fine!" You stressed, encouraging her by holding her water glass and the two tablets of ibuprofen out to her. Bellatrix huffed. She glared at the medicine like she hated it. "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" You coaxed it towards her again. She stared at the pills through narrowed eyes, hesitantly popping them in her mouth, and washing them down with water. "...If those do anything to me, I'll have your wand, girl." Of course, she didn't mean that, for she really didn't believe you'd give her anything that could hurt her, let alone take it yourself. So, she relaxed against the headboard and continued to watch Bluey with you, worry eating at the back of her mind over the fact she had just taken some muggle pill without doing any sort of research on it.

Eventually, after awhile of laying there and watching the show with you, she felt herself perk up, and was finally convinced that the ibuprofen hadn't done anything awful to her. She thanked you with more kisses. "I think whatever you gave me worked, I feel better. Thank you, sweetheart!"

You and Bellatrix continued to lay in bed together and watch Bluey. She would've told you to go get some sleep, but what was the harm in you staying up late for once? Narcissa would most certainly scold the two of you tomorrow, and Bellatrix was already thinking of an excuse to give her sister. Perhaps something to get on her nerves a bit, such as, "She simply adores me! It's not my fault that I'm such a great Aunt."

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[midnight-owlat-musings]

Hermione: Why is it always you three?

Andromeda: it was Bellatrix

Dora: it was Aunty Bella

Bellatrix: I make no apologies for my actions

[thepilotanon]

what say your in a relationship with draco but your also friends with harry

OOF. I'm watching Hogwarts Legacy gameplay, so this is a mood right now!!

I think it depends on when, but I think Malfoy is the type who says he isn't jealous (because why would he be jealous? Especially of Potter), but he actually jealous. He doesn't like it when Harry tells you a joke and you laugh, or invites you to eat or play games with him and his other buddies you're acquainted with. Malfoy doesn't ever restrict you from doing anything, though, because he doesn't have that in him when it comes to you. Still, he doesn't like it when your attention is on Potter.

Regardless of what year you two start your relationship, you catch yourself seeing Malfoy and Harry saying the same thing of "I don't understand why you waste your time with him, he's awful!" You just roll your eyes and tell them both that, once they get over their childish rivalry, they'd see how much in common they have and could actually become decent friends. You do laugh when they make a horrified face at your comment - you give Harry a playful ruffle of his hair, but always give Malfoy a kiss on the cheek and remind him how rarely you're ever wrong. Think of how cheeky you would be once you find out that your man and best mate become besties as adults.

How funny would it be if, out of mere curiosity, you were able to trace their relations and share it with them. How they're also related distantly with Tonks, which excites Harry and terrifies Malfoy (only because auntie dearest Bellatrix is enough for him to deal with the women in his family, and he has seen what damage Tonks can do). Malfoy one time walks in with you on the floor, arranging his family tree, and sees that you added yourself as his spouse - immediately warming his heart... But then sees how you added Harry and Tonks, and then the amount of Weasleys, he spills his tea and chokes.

I imagine, as adults and they become pals, you watch from the sidelines as Malfoy, Harry, and Ron butt heads over something trivial with Ginny, Hermione, the kids, etc beside you and you all reminisce the Good Ol' Days to the kids, which embarrass the men. Your lovely partner begs you to cease the story-telling, but then Hermione willing chimes in with "Let us not repeat that time in Year Three, when you decided to act all big, Malfoy." and you think it over with "Wait, you mean that one time you pointed your wand at him, and he was already sobbing?"

[incorrect-malfoys]

Bellatrix: Well, looks like it's just me and you again

Draco: ...

Bellatrix: Let's go make fun of your Father

[hustlingrube]

3yo Teddy: Aunty Bewwa, you licked a puss.

Bellatrix: Excuse me?

3yo Teddy: You licked a puss.

Bellatrix: …

3yo Teddy, handing Bellatrix a candle jar: …

Hermione, without putting her book down: Eucalyptus.

[mycupofrum]

Can I have "sleep" or "soft" for the Word Excerpt Ask Game, please? 💜👀

Thank you for the ask!! 🩷 I'll give you snippets of both words. 😊

What are best friends for

It would have been fine except for one problem: Sirius couldn't sleep and was incredibly aroused for no particular reason other than the wildly rampant hormones of a 17-year-old. Okay, maybe he'd also been thinking of the last time he'd interrupted James touching himself the year before.

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While You Were Sleeping AU (Prongsfoot endgame), WIP, unpublished

"So," Bellatrix says, swirling the red wine in her glass. "You have passed the test. I have to say, this is the quickest I've ever seen anyone be accepted into the family."

James smiles tightly, taking a generous sip of his champagne. It's the best he's ever tasted, crisp and citrusy, the bubbles tingling softly on his tongue.

"The test?" he wonders.

"Oh, auntie Walburga has for sure run a background check on you. You wouldn't be here unless you passed." A smile that resembles something closer to a real one spreads on Bellatrix's face. Then she ruins the effect. "I wondered for a while whether you'd be exposed as a liar or not, but seeing that jumper you got, I know you did well."

"Wait, what?" James is alarmed. He hasn't lied about his background, that much is true. But all of this suspicion is making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Yes. Keep that in mind, James dear. We all wish for Regulus to wake up. I'm sure he can't wait to see his fiancé."

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[motherfuckingmaneater]

It was late.

Much later than any almost two-year-old should be awake at any rate.

Of course, Delphini had made it very clear to her Auntie Cissa that she would not be abiding by bedtime tonight. A handful of extravagant tantrums later (with just a dash explosive magic for flare) and Auntie and niece were cozied up reading by the large fireplace in the foyer. It had been a bit easier to manipulate Narcissa lately, she was a few months pregnant and therefore all the more eager to please little Delphi.

Delphini loved her aunt just the same but spending time with Narcissa was not the reason she needed to stay awake tonight. Ever since the death of Rosier - of Uncle Evan - everything was different. Mother and Father that much more tense, that much more preoccupied. She'd never worried about them before but-

Familiar magic stretched out across the expanse of the entry hall. Finally. Lestrange Estates erupted in a spill of black silk robes and masked faces.

Dark magic surrounded the lot of them, it sung with Delphini’s own, calling for her. She recognized her witch amongst the other Death Eaters immediately despite the fact that they all looked the same cloaked behind a veiled garb. Her mother’s magic gave her away, the feel of it far too familiar - safe.

She wriggled away from her aunt in an instant, all too eager to launch herself into familiar arms.

“Mama!”

Like smoke her mask spelled to the shadows with a wandless flick to reveal her face, contentment written in dark grey eyes from the indulgence of sating her bloodlust. The Lestrange brothers still spoke with her in low, quiet, excited murmurs, their masks remaining unpeeled from their faces as yet. Others began to follow in to the estate, still masked.

Vengeance was sweet but still Bellatrix wanted to see her Master. One of the brothers drew back his sleeve at her nod, they’d always been quick to follow her.

The familiar but unexpected pattering of feet drew her gaze towards the foyer. A short laugh followed as fingers clamoured and demanded. The smallest one of them all and the most revered. Her mother would never hesitate to oblige.

In an instant, the countenance of Lord Voldemort's feared right hand shifted entirely for one of the only two who could earn this level of affection from her, doting loving mother reaching down to pull her daughter into her arms and sweeping away from the crowds gathered in their excited, hushed conversations. She had no need to linger, they knew what they needed to do.

“Hello my little one.” A kiss planted on her face, thumb moving to gently sweep lipstick from her a moment later, “Did you convince Aunty to let you stay up again?" Rather, had she demanded until she got her way? Bellatrix's smile said it all, as did the low laughter which followed. "My, but you are spoilt by her, aren't you?"

[findingtomarrymort]

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