Bellatrix listened in silence of the tale that Rodolphus began to tell. It was a long one and she was not happy that she dies in the end. “It is a shame that he went back through.” Thinking that things might be differently if their Dark Lord was still here. Looking down at her forearm that was untouched by the dark mark, at least she took out a couple of bloodtraitors before she was killed. Bella moved to stand by him when he showed her what was in his journals and was surprised to see she had been here before, in varies ages. Her last self was here just a week prior.
Taking the robe from him, she put it on before stripping out of the wedding gown. She left her slip on underneath. When all was said and done, Bellatrix held up on finger and proceeded to walk back towards the front of the boat house. Once she was outside she let out a scream of anger before a large explosion sound of a hex hitting the water at sheer force. She walked back in as if nothing happened.
“What are our options? Do we have any options? Is there anyone here that isn’t completely losing his or her minds? Or is everyone here good two-shoes?” Her mind was turning, “Is this Governing Board in charge? I received something in the journal about housing and a job.” She scoffed at that, as if Bella would ever work. “I need to know who is on the board.” Looking around the boathouse for a moment as she stopped pacing a few feet where Rodolphus stood. “I could use that drink now.”