Post by Bellatrix Lestrange on Sept 14, 2007 0:47:56 GMT -5
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She grew up the youngest of three. She and her sisters got along fairly well. Narcissa was the princess. Spoiled; conceited. The pet of the household. Andromeda was the peacemaker. With a sweet disposition, she could charm a frown off anyone; and she Bellatrix Eloise Black, was the leader. She knew she wasn’t as beautiful, witty, or charming as her two sisters. But, she possessed cunning, and strength of mind. She was clearly the brightest of the three.
She started school, and was sorted, along with Narcissa, into Slytherin. Little did she know that being in that house doomed her to a life of darkness, and pain...
It all began and ended with one man: her cousin, Sirius Black. She had loved him for as long as she could remember. His dark, wavy hair, and his beautiful smile; and he seemed to return her affection. Stolen kisses in dark halls, and small pinches during Potions class. He played with her, as a cat plays with a mouse. After two years of play, she agreed to meet him one evening, in an abandoned classroom. She’d given herself to him. When they were finished, he simply said, “Thanks, love.“ Then, he’d risen, dressed, and without a word, went back to his common room. She’d waited a few minutes, then returned to the dungeons.
At breakfast the next morning, she’d attempted to catch his eye, but he didn’t, once, raise them from his plate. After days of being ignored, she cornered him outside Potions. “Didn’t the other night mean anything to you?” she’d whispered. Potter, Lupin, and another boy she didn‘t know stood at a distance. He grinned at them, and then whispered back. “All cats look the same in the dark.” From that moment on, he was her enemy.
At Christmas, she made the mistake of telling her mother about her ’little indiscretion’. Her mother whipped her, then, with a curse unknown to Bella, aborted the child she was carrying. The bleeding stopped after three days, the cramps stopped after ten. The ache in her heart never stopped. She went back to school, completely changed.
Sirius tried, just once, to speak to her. “Leave me be Black.” she hissed. “I don’t associate with Gryffindor filth.” he drew back, as if she burned him. “Sorry.” he grumbled, and skulked away. She had gloried in hurting him. He knew now, a portion of what she felt.
The summer before her seventh year, her Mother introduced her to Rodolphus Lestrange. He was a tall, gangly man in his early twenties. He had a long crooked nose, and his brown hair was already thinning. She vaguely remembered having seen him in her first year at Hogwarts. Since her mother encouraged it, she was polite. After the party her mother took her aside. “That,” she informed her daughter coldly, “is the man you are going to marry.” Bellatrix arched an eyebrow, than nodded quickly. “When would you like us to marry?”
She grew up the youngest of three. She and her sisters got along fairly well. Narcissa was the princess. Spoiled; conceited. The pet of the household. Andromeda was the peacemaker. With a sweet disposition, she could charm a frown off anyone; and she Bellatrix Eloise Black, was the leader. She knew she wasn’t as beautiful, witty, or charming as her two sisters. But, she possessed cunning, and strength of mind. She was clearly the brightest of the three.
She started school, and was sorted, along with Narcissa, into Slytherin. Little did she know that being in that house doomed her to a life of darkness, and pain...
It all began and ended with one man: her cousin, Sirius Black. She had loved him for as long as she could remember. His dark, wavy hair, and his beautiful smile; and he seemed to return her affection. Stolen kisses in dark halls, and small pinches during Potions class. He played with her, as a cat plays with a mouse. After two years of play, she agreed to meet him one evening, in an abandoned classroom. She’d given herself to him. When they were finished, he simply said, “Thanks, love.“ Then, he’d risen, dressed, and without a word, went back to his common room. She’d waited a few minutes, then returned to the dungeons.
At breakfast the next morning, she’d attempted to catch his eye, but he didn’t, once, raise them from his plate. After days of being ignored, she cornered him outside Potions. “Didn’t the other night mean anything to you?” she’d whispered. Potter, Lupin, and another boy she didn‘t know stood at a distance. He grinned at them, and then whispered back. “All cats look the same in the dark.” From that moment on, he was her enemy.
At Christmas, she made the mistake of telling her mother about her ’little indiscretion’. Her mother whipped her, then, with a curse unknown to Bella, aborted the child she was carrying. The bleeding stopped after three days, the cramps stopped after ten. The ache in her heart never stopped. She went back to school, completely changed.
Sirius tried, just once, to speak to her. “Leave me be Black.” she hissed. “I don’t associate with Gryffindor filth.” he drew back, as if she burned him. “Sorry.” he grumbled, and skulked away. She had gloried in hurting him. He knew now, a portion of what she felt.
The summer before her seventh year, her Mother introduced her to Rodolphus Lestrange. He was a tall, gangly man in his early twenties. He had a long crooked nose, and his brown hair was already thinning. She vaguely remembered having seen him in her first year at Hogwarts. Since her mother encouraged it, she was polite. After the party her mother took her aside. “That,” she informed her daughter coldly, “is the man you are going to marry.” Bellatrix arched an eyebrow, than nodded quickly. “When would you like us to marry?”
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Name: Bellatrix Lestrange
Age: 25
Cannon or original?: Cannon
If Cannon where are they from?: Harry Potter
Gender?: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Animal or Human or so forth: Witch/Death Eater
Showing your true colors;;
Likes:
Her Husband
Chocolate
Death Eaters
Lord Voldemort
Evil
Black
Darkness
Storms
Dark Arts
Causing Pain
Dislikes:
The Good
Ignorance
Good Magic
Hogwarts
HP's Golden Trio
Pain
Bratty People
Betrayl
Not Loyal
Jerks
Fears:
Failing Lord V
Death
HP Winning
Dreams:
Rule The World Beside Lord Voldermort
Over all: The narrative suggests several times that Bellatrix is psychotic. For example, during the scene in the Department of Mysteries, Rowling writes Bella as having "mad eyes" and a "fanatical glow" in her face; she loses all self-control whenever Harry "besmirches" Voldemort's name. The author also implies that the female Death Eater is a sadist, as she enjoys using the Cruciatus Curse on victims and delights in torture and pain. She despises simply killing her victims, instead delighting in "playing with her food before she eats it", as Dumbledore remarks to Snape in the last book.[8] In The Half-Blood Prince, Bellatrix is described as "snarling", "passionate" and that "in her fury, she looked slightly mad". She also has a fierce and dangerous temper, a trait she shares with several characters of her kin. The battle at the Ministry seemed to have affected her judgement, making her even more paranoid: while pursuing her sister Narcissa, she mistakes a fox for a diguised Auror, only realizing it is not after she has killed it. She also constantly suspects that Snape is Dumbledore's spy
Appearances can be deceiving;;
[/size][/color]Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Hair Style and color: She wears it up in a falling bun type her hair is as black as a ravens feathers
Piercings or tattoos: She has tattoo of the death eater and her ears pierced
Over all appearance:-Bellatrix is described as taller than Harry, with thick, sleek, coarse black hair, a thin mouth, dark, heavily lidded eyes, pale skin, and the Black family's patrician good looks and bearing. However, her looks were somewhat hollowed out after her stay in Azkaban prison: Rowling established that, over the years, her beauty was reduced to a remnant of her former self, making her appear gaunt and skeletal in mug shots printed in The Daily Prophet, the fictional newspaper in the Harry Potter story. Her sister Andromeda is described as greatly resembling Bellatrix, unlike her other sister, Narcissa, whose pale and fragile image contrast with Bella's dark, strong features, although it is said that there is still a resemblance between the two of them too.
History: Bellatrix Black was born to Cygnus and Druella (Rosier) Black in 1951. Her given name translates exactly from Latin as the feminine form of the noun "warrior". Like many members of the Black family, Bellatrix is named after a star: Bellatrix, also known as Gamma Orionis, is one of the brightest stars in the constellation Orion.
Bellatrix is related by blood and marriage to many characters in the novels: she has two younger sisters, Andromeda and Narcissa. Bellatrix married Rodolphus Lestrange after leaving Hogwarts "because it was expected of her" to marry a pure-blood. However, Rowling stated in an interview that Bellatrix truly loved Voldemort.[1] Andromeda married a Muggle-born, Ted Tonks, and was subsequently disowned by the Blacks; Narcissa married Lucius Malfoy, heir of a wealthy pure-blood family. Bellatrix is also a first cousin to Sirius (protagonist Harry Potter's godfather) and Regulus Black, and an aunt to Nymphadora Tonks and Draco Malfoy. For more information on the character's pure-blood pedigree, see the Black family tree.
It is suggested in the novels that, as a student, Bellatrix associated with a group of students - including Rodolphus Lestrange, Snape, Avery, Evan Rosier and Wilkes - who nearly all became Death Eaters. It is assumed Bellatrix was at least initially drawn to Lord Voldemort because they both believe in an ideology that favors pure-blood wizards and witches over other members of the community. This elitism, shared by the Malfoy and Lestrange clans, was instilled in Bellatrix since childhood. The Black family motto, "toujours pur" (French for "always pure"), reflects this steadfast belief in blood purity. Bellatrix, her husband and her brother-in-law were active Death Eaters in Voldemort's rise to power, and evaded capture and suspicion until after the Dark Lord's downfall at the beginning of the series.