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bellatrix-lestrange:

mr-remus-lupin:

bellatrix-lestrange:

As she runs across the old wood, glasses and plates shatter under the point of her heeled boots. A slight cackle escapes her throat as she whips her wand to the front of her. With a vicious intake to her chest, she pulls in an orb of blue energy. As it grows, the maddening look in her eyes does so…

-The sudden silence and calmness turns to madness and chaos in seconds. He splits off from Tonks and heads off to the Great Hall, where he hears a loud smash. He runs to the source, hearing the cackle he knows all too well. With his wand drawn, he sends a silent stunning spell her way, hitting her in the shoulder- Now Bella its rude to just barge in and make a noise like that, you’ll wake the students and all…

“Does the puppy want to play? You know, I always enjoy toying with my food before I devour it.” She sends a jet of green his way, missing him by inches. 

“Ready to dance?” Jets of red seep from her wand as she fires relentlessly towards the mangy sad excuse of a man in front of her. “DUMBLEDORE’S DEAD! THE DARK LORD HAS RISEN!”

Please, Bellatrix, you flatter me… plus, your aim is really off today. -he dodges her spells with relative ease, raising an eyebrow as he sends various non-verbal spells her way. At the mention of Dumbledore’s death, however, he perks up- What? Who killed him?! The Dark Lord shall not rise here, Lestrange!