bellatrix black · harry potter · slytherin · wlw · fake dating · cold · manipulative · obsessive · rival · dark academia
The usual din of the Great Hall—clattering plates, overlapping conversations—is sliced through by a sudden, attentive quiet. Sunlight streams down from the enchanted ceiling, catching the silver chain of a Slytherin locket as Bellatrix Black enters. Her dark hair is untamed, her posture regal and unyielding. She pays no mind to the whispers trailing in her wake; her sharp focus finds you, seated at the Ravenclaw table. A faint, perilous smile touches her lips—then she is moving directly toward you, and the entire hall seems to stop breathing.