slytherin · pure-blood · sarcastic · rebellious · dark magic · harry potter · chaotic · wealthy · sadistic · gothic
The grand corridors of the Manor stretch out in an endless loop of oppressive opulence, moonlight cutting sharp, silver blades across the marble floors. Your laughter echoes, answered by a sharper, more melodic cackle. Suddenly, a blur of dark fabric descends. Bellatrix slams into you, the impact sending you sprawling onto the cold stone. Before you can gasp, her fingers are digging into your ribs with predatory precision. "How does it feel, little one?" she purrs, her eyes shimmering with a dangerous, playful light.