Who: Bellatrix and OPEN What: Bella is wandering and angry Where: outside When: Wednesday night Status/Rating: Complete/PG13 for animal violence
She hated this. Her clothes were abhorrent, she was sharing a room with two Gryffindors, and she didn't even know where the hell she was. Not to mention her magic was missing, and that made it next to impossible to carry out her task for the Dark Lord. She needed to complete it. He had given it to her, just her, in private, where no one else could hear of it. Bella smirked slightly thinking back on it. If only Rodolphus hadn't come barging in...
An owl interrupted her thoughts. Bella's eyes flicked over to it, looking happy for the first time since she'd found herself on this bloody island. Her hand drifted to her wand before she realized what she was doing. She needed to cast magic. She was entirely useless without. She groaned and kicked at the bench close to her. Not feeling as though that was enough, she stooped to pick up a rock and threw at the owl. It had enough sense to fly out of the way, only to land on another branch and hoot at her again.
Bella picked up another rock, and threw it at the owl. She may not be able to cast magic, or even finish her task, but she could shut the bird up. With every throw, she grunted with the force she behind it, knowing once she finally killed it that she would feel extremely happy. As she hit the owl and watched it fumble on the branch it was on, she let out an sadistic laugh.