Post by therealbella on Sept 1, 2010 20:53:46 GMT 1
now i know ,
that i can't make you stay, but where's your heart?[/font][/center]
[/color] she whispered to herself. Bellatrix tugged at her cloak once more, pulling it more over her head as so that even her eyes were hidden. Miss Black searched for the spot more and more, moving deeper into the forest. The sounds of owls and other creatures haunted the night, though she called them friends. Beasts of unfamiliar nature were interesting and wild, like herself. In no way was Bella's nature tame. She let out a small gasp as her eyes, bewildered, grew wide. A hearty laugh exposed itself, and she moved toward her beloved space. Benches made from the mere branches that fallen, though comfortable, sat in a joined circle with a place for a fire in the middle. It was a Slytherin's prideland. Bella took a seat on one of the branches, running her hands over the smooth surface beside her form. "Mmmm....memories,"[/color] she moaned quietly, gasping for air softly as she remembered one of her first nights as a so-called culprit.The grey brick walls of the dungeon would have felt like prison to any student, but pushed this feeling moreso onto Bellatrix Druella Black. Bella's silk hair fluffed behind her skull and onto the pillow beneath her beautifully framed head. Her dark, heavy-lidded eyes stared up at the oak wood that separated herself from some poor, sleeping soul that rested above her. Despite both girls being Slytherin, she hadn't even talked to the girl that slept above her. She suspected she was a first year, seeing as Bellatrix had never laid eyes on her before. However, that only made it more inconvenient for Bella to strike up conversation. Mostly, Bellatrix ignored those beneath her. While that particularly included those of digusting and filthy blood, she encouraged herself to place the discrimination upon those younger in age, as well.
Still, the fact remained that whoever was above her bunk was given some credit. She was a Slytherin, afterall. And while Bellatrix had a theory that a lot of Slytherin students got in on pure luck, it was credit earned in her book to be on the side of the snake. Bellatrix smirked, turning onto her left side and staring off. She stared at the black and green rug radiating warmth onto the concrete beneath it. The rug had a classic look, obviously donated from someone long ago. This made Bella smile wider - a wicked smile but a smile nonetheless. Bellatrix was completely aware that Slytherins were better than any other house. They got what they wanted, though there was really no reason to want anything more. They practically had everything. Still, they were missing something that needed to be captured by their house - the house cup.
Bellatrix wasn't one for taking interest in school pride, but she had a hell of a lot of pride for her house. In fact, Bella was even willing to put in effort so that Slytherin could take the house cup. After all, it was her final year at Hogwarts, and she wanted to leave it off with a bang. Still, that didn't mean that Bellatrix was going to become a good person. Ha, that was far from the truth. In fact, it just meant she would play closer attention to not getting caught when she did things against the rules. It was weird, for her mind to be thinking of such things, seeing as she was about to break a rule - curfew. Bella had waited until all of the Slytherins had fallen asleep, making sure that no noise could be heard from the common area of the dormitory. Sitting up from her bed, she swung her skinny legs over the edge of her bed and slipped from beneath the thin, silk blanket. Bella looked around the girls' dorm, hearing muffled snores and coughs every few seconds. Shrugging, she went to the end of her bed and opened up her trunk. She wasn't looking for her wand, though. No, Bellatrix kept her wand on her at all times - including bed. Seeing as she had been awake for the past few hours, she kept in her hand. Normally, however, Bella would keep her wand right above her head, attached to the underside of the bunk above her. In either case, she didn't have to worry about searching for her wand. The one thing that Bella needed before taking off was her black cloak.
Once she found the rather large piece of clothing, Bellatrix softly closed her trunk and shifted in her shoes. While it was weird for her to have climbed into bed prepared to go out, it was almost normal. The only thing she made sure of before getting into bed with her clothes on was cleaning the bottoms of her shoes.Smiling, Bella slipped her black cloth-textured cloak over her small form. Pulling up the hood over her head, so far as to hover over her forehead, she slipped her wand up her sleeve and ventured out into the main area of the dormitory. She examined the room rather quickly. The fireplace was clear of sparks, seeing as it was april and warm. Being in the dungeon was convenient for knowing how the weather was going to impact your evenings. Bella found it useful to be in the dungeon, though, not for that certain advantage. Instead, she considered it great for sneaking out of the castle. She was a mere few feet from the door out of the entrance hall, and all she had to do was make it past the paintings. Bella crossed the common area swiftly, climbing into the hallway of the dungeon. Dim-lit candles flickered against the walls, reflecting upon the few portraits that actually allowed their homes to be located in the dungeons. Most of the portraits never minded sketchy things going on, since their stay at Hogwarts was full of mischief. Still, one had to be careful not to frighten any of them unexpectedly in the middle of the night. It had to be roughly two in the morning, making any noise a possible disaster in waking the potraits. Bella was sure that the Headmaster had spy-portraits in the halls just in case, and really couldn't bare it if she got caught. It definitely wouldn't help her cause in achieving the house cup.
Bella's cloak swept the floor behind her as she walked gracefully. She made it to the steps in a matter of seconds. No traffic in the halls made this extremely easy. She skipped up the steps, her hair bouncing on her shoulders beneath her cloak. She bit her lower lip and slid against the wall, searching the entrance hall with her dark eyes for any patrolling professors. After spotting none, she grinned and ran on her tip-toes for the doors. Bella examined the doors slowly, making sure there were no type of alarm that would set off. Bella took out her wand and aimed it at the lock, muttering "Alohamora," under her hot breath. The lock undid itself, and she gained access to the outside world, at last.
The night air felt good on her face. Miss Black closed her eyes for a moment to take in the face of freedom, then turned her back on it and moved against the castle walls. She slid around the castle until she had a clear vision of the entrance into the forbidden forest. A crooked smile painted itself across the canvas she called a face, like a work of art. She bent down on the ground and slithered across the grounds of Hogwarts, her dark form impossibly detected by anyone watching. Dirt gathered on the knees of her cloak, the smell of flowers brushing her nose. She squished up her face, turning her chin up to avoid taking in the scent of lilacs and honeysuckles. Bellatrix nipped at her lower lip, anxious to get across the grounds safely. Fog had begun to produce, leaving moisture on the blades of grass. Her elbows and legs began to feel the water seeping through the cloth of her cloak, and she really didn't like it. Finally, though, she made it to the edge of the forest and could stand.
Bella looked back at the castle and examined its view underneath of the moonlight. The image was breath-taking, and Bellatrix found it hard to say that about anything. It was as though the castle were a person, a woman. The lady in grey, with a hard exterior and warm inside. Her towers rose tall and her multiple eyes, windows, allowed her to keep watch over the grounds that bowed down to her. She was a queen. In Bella's eyes, though, she wasn't a beloved queen with soft and genuine features. On the contrary, this queen, the lady in grey, was thoughtful, inquisitive, persecuting, and held slaves. Her slaves, professors, did her bidding. Hogwarts was a beautiful queen who held slaves and raised children, teaching them all in turn not to turn their back on her. Of course, one could only learn if one was willing - and Bella was not. Instead, the seventeen year old whipped her dark hair over her shoulder and ventured onto forbidden ground.
"It should be close..."
Dark. The moon. A red spark. Grey clouds. Screams. Disaster.
Ultimately, that was all that Bellatrix lingered for. It was what she lived for. She had been hanging around Diagon Alley that evening, the clock ticking to its position that indicated it was well past midnight. Still, Bellatrix was not asleep, in a coma-like state. Bella Black had been seeking out a muggle-born adult that had pushed her out of the way earlier that day. She had snooped around to find out who in fact he was, based on description, and was informed that he liked to roam the streets of Diagon Alley, drunk, and bury himself in the rooms above one of the pubs. It was so easy. Bella lingered around just to find the stranger who had pushed her. It may have seemed wrong to want to cause pain to someone who had merely pushed her out of the way, but he had done it so viciously and purposely, and Bella would make him suffer.
Smirking, she approached the drunken male very smoothly. "Hello there, remember me?" she asked, wrapping her left arm around his neck. She stared into his red eyes, watching him smile confusedly at her. "No...but I want to. Should I? I wanna know you!" he said, staring her up and down. Bella laughed lightly, then moved her face closer to his. "Then follow me," she whispered, then took his hand in her own and led him toward Knockturn Alley. They ventured further, with him slurring words underneath of his alcohol-stained breath. There were men and women lined against the buildings of Knockturn, most too ill-minded to realize what was going on.
Bella led him into the forest, her shrill laugh beginning to sound. Knowing that they were so far away from people that could even possibly get him out of her death clutch was enough to make her orgasm with excitement. This entire deal was like a sexual interaction. She had already seduced him, and now she was teasing him down to the ground. Bella brushed her lips against his skin, then sneakily ripped her wand from underneath of her shirt. "Incarcerous!" she whispered, aiming at his body. Ropes whipped from her wand and wrapped themselves around him. "Oooo a bad girl!" Bella laughed lightly. "You have no idea," she teased. Bella then shouted "Muffliato!" and aimed at the air around the area. Smiling down at him, she began to see the terror in his eyes. She was going to climax. "Crucio!" she screamed. Her play-thing began to scream, and she tilted her head up. Closing her eyes, she took in the shouts from her toy and grinned. Laughing, she flicked her wand and his screaming ceased. Panting, the man struggled in the ropes. Bellatrix looked down at him, still suffering from the torture. "Goodbye," she whispered, then disappeared far away from the spot where she left him.
Bellatrix laughed. She buried her head in her hands, laughing sadistically into her palms. "One day...all of them will see who will truly rein! And I'll be there to help him...oh how they will see..."[/color] she coughed. A twig's snap awakened her from her psycotic moment. Bella instinctively drew her wand from beneath her sleeve and pointed in the direction of the noise, her eyes wide. "Who's there?"[/color] she asked, lowly. After no reply, she growled. "I asked who's there, coward!"[/color] she shrilled. Bella's dark eyes stared at the spot where the noise had come from. She remained still, her form staggered as she awaited whoever had followed her. Friend or foe, her guard would not be released until he or she was exposed.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color][/font]
TAGGED: slytherins WORD COUNT: 2177 OUTFIT: read description NOTES: definitely don't be scared to reply, because i promise this was just a challenge to myself if i could do it XD
