bellatrix.

❧ 𝘽 𝙀 𝙇 𝙇 𝘼 𝙏 𝙍 𝙄 𝙓 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘤𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯; 𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. a mind within #ᴀsʏʟᴜᴍ. see additional information below.

Bella wrinkles her nose at the mention of filth. "It's disgusting that the mudblood was even allowed magical abilities. Perhaps there's a way we can drain them from her?"

"To wake the girl now would give us a splendid advantage, my Lord. The loss of little miss Weasley will crush Potter, no doubt."

·· sʜᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ﹐ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪɴᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛᴏᴏʟs﹐ ʜᴇʀ ғɪʀᴇ ғᴇᴇᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ··

Bella followed closer, seating herself on the arm of the chair, and stared down at her lord adoringly. "How foolish of them. They've gifted you a perfect little puppet at your disposal."

"A secret weapon," she muses in excitement, eyes growing bright with appreciation for her master. Her heart hammers wildly in her chest. It is a great honor that he's revealed this to her, she's still so young, and many would argue her place among them. "Might I ask who?"

Nods eagerly. "I remember. Papa used to tell me stories of your triumphs when I was little," She looks away, embarrassed. "...I would search our library in hopes of finding you there, but no such book was ever found."

I'm one of a kind, but we can always bend others to your liking. Fear and pain can do wonders.

Thank you, my Lord. I am here to serve however you wish.

I can be anything you'd like me to be, my Lord.

blows a kiss to the sky. whispers, "for voldemort"

"There's plenty of purpose to my madness, professor. I can assure you it isn't meaningless."

but! sir! a hex a day keeps the mud— i mean less fortunate creatures than myself away

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