Who: Bellasix What: A conversation about things. When: After that text message from Caprica Where: Bella's house Status: In Progress Rating: R Trigger warnings: Discussion about assorted kinds of abuse.
Bellatrix was sitting on her couch, legs folded underneath her, the tv on but she wasn't paying attention to it. Her wand was turning over and over in her hand, but she didn't notice she was doing it. She thought of all the ways she could turn this against her father, if only the magic would come to her in more than fits and spurts.
Mostly she worried over what Six would say. Was this shame? If so, it was a disgusting feeling.