Bellatrix Lestrange (punish_enslave) wrote in the_uprising, @ 2011-05-25 19:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | bellatrix lestrange, draco malfoy |
WHO: Bellatrix Lestrange and Draco Malfoy
WHAT: Bella has had quite enough of her nephew's behavior
WHEN: December, 1998 (backdated)
WHERE: Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire
RATING: R, Probably
STATUS: Complete
Flurries of snow whipped around the hem of Bellatrix's black cloak as she strode up the path between towering hedges. Her brother-in-law's prized peacocks were tucked away for the winter, leaving the leafless hedges looking more terrifying in the night air. A hunched figure followed in Bellatrix's wake, sickly thin and wrapped in thin cotton. What would Bellatrix care if her Muggle slave died of the cold?
She mounted the front steps of the manor and blasted the front door open with a wave of her wand. A shout from the sitting room echoed into the hall and she caught a glimpse of Lucius running toward her and she pushed him out of her way with a second wave. "I'm not here for you," she said, her voice cold.
She waved her wand a third time, muttering an incantation under her breath. A faint rush of wind from deeper in the house tingled up her arm and she turned to follow it. Of course he would be there. She would have been very surprised if her nephew had left his rooms.
Ignoring Lucius's protests, she climbed to the higher levels of the house and down a long corridor. Upon reaching Draco's door, she did not bother to knock, but blasted the door open. It barely stayed on its hinges and hit the wall with a bang. Bellatrix caught it with her hand before it could close again and stood in the doorway, long dark hair damp and curled with snow, blue eyes blazing.
"Get up." She said.