Character Basics
Name: Bellatrix Cassieopa Black-Lestrange
Date of Birth: October 17, 1951
Age and Date of Death: 46//May 2nd, 1998
Manner of Death: Avada Kedvra from one Molly Weasley.
Age they appear in Death: 21
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Martial Status: As far as she knows she is still married (and happily she would like to add) to Rodolphus Lestrange.
In Depth
Appearance:
Bella has a very commanding presence. From her long black hair to her silver blue eyes everything about Bella demands that people pay attention her. Most underestimate her though due to her small frame. She stands at just a bit over 5'5 and weighs about a 125lbs. But do not think that because she is small and thin that she is something that should be tampered with. You will quickly find that that is not the case when it comes to Bella.
Her years of training to be a proper lady with her mother have rubbed off on her. She carries herself in a manner very befitting of a person of her stature and demands that when she walks down a street or enters a room that everyone look at her and automatically know who she is. While she may carry herself like a lady....she does not dress as so. She shies away from the traditional skirts and dresses that most pureblood women wear. Instead opting for tight fitting pants and shirts that show of her figure just as much and as well as a dress would. After all one can not properly duel in a dress. And being a Death Eater it is required that you be able to duel and move around.
Personality:
Bella has a wicked twisted sense of self. Dark Arts being the only thing she has known cruelty tends to be her specialty and it takes a special kind of person to understand her sense of humor. Pain brings her pleasure, especially other peoples pain. She has a quick tongue and even faster mind. After all when you grow up in the Black household you learn one of two things; either embrace the pain or it will destroy you.
But that's the personality she shows to the public, to those she doesn't think worthy enough to truly know her. Others, like her family and her Lord know differently. Bella is fiercely loyal and protective of those she loves and cares about. IF you are lucky enough to be considered one of them then you know how Bella is. She will kill to protect those she loves.
She's also a master at deceit. She can play the part just as well if not better than most people. She can have you convinced one minute that she is your absolute best friend and then in the next have you think she is your absolute enemy. When you lead the life she has though and you walk with the people she has you have to learn how to play everyone against the other while still keeping yourself safe. And she has.
She also has a spitfire temper. It doesn't take much to bring her temper to the surface nor does it take much to piss her off and make her lash out. Her temper burns hot and it burns hard and she is not one to normally back down…from anything. Holding a grudge is something she is good at. Normally she does not forgive people for anything but on occasion there have been a few people who's actions she has over looked and forgiven but not many. Nor does she plan on making a habit out it.
In essence Bella is a true Slytherin.
Likes: Chocolate, red wine, absinthe, platinum (gold is for those of the underclass and who can afford the finer things), The Dark Arts, Pain (when applied correctly and by the right person)
Dislikes: Stupidity, mudbloods, muggles, small enclosed spaces, being alone, darkness.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Strengths Magically: The Dark Arts are her specialty. They came easily and quickly for her when she was younger. It didn’t matter to her that the rest of the world found them to be forbidden and taboo, Bella was drawn to them and what they could. And she excelled in them greatly. By the age of nine she had all the Unforgiveables mastered and had moved onto the more obscure, darker sections of the Dark Arts. She also excels in Charms and Transfiguration. Both of which again come easily for her.
Strengths Mentally: Bella has perfected the art of wearing masks and showing the public only what she wants them to see. What she wants them to know about her. She either be the cruelest person you have ever seen in your entire with a cold outer shell that not even the strongest person could break or she could be the happiest, most gentle person you have ever seen. But that side of her is saved for one person and one person alone and then that is only on a rare occasion that she ever lets her guard down completely so that they can see the person who lies beneath the darkness that most think consume her.
Weaknesses Magically: Potions. She is utter crap at potions. Most likely because she doesn’t have the patience to stand there and wait for a cauldron to bubble, or for her potion to turn a certain colour or smell a particular way. She thinks that in the time it takes to make a potion you could master another spell, learn a new way to defend yourself or discover a part of the Dark Arts you never knew before. In others words, Potions is a useless branch of magic to her.
Weaknesses Mentally: Bella's pride is her greatest weakness. It blinds her so completely that she can't see anything beyond it. Her pride for her family, her lover, her friends, and her blood line is who she is and she holds it close. But in that pride comes a blindness so thick that one day it will choke her for she is unable to see truly what it is doing to her. Her pride is the easiest thing to use against her. And while most have not figured that out there are a couple people who know that the fastest way to set her off is to attack her pride.
Life History
Bella was born in October of 1951 to Cygnus and Druella Black. She hopes that she wasn’t a great disappointment to her parents, who she knows were hoping for a boy so as to have a proper heir but if she was her parents never let on otherwise. As a Black and pureblood she was pretty much spoiled as a child. The best of everything money could buy. Clothes, toys, tutors, and even in some cases friends. But the true test for Bella came when her mother decided it was time to start teaching her daughters how to be proper and correct pureblood girls. Bella wanted no part of it. Even at such an early age as seven she could never picture herself being the perfect stay at home wife and mother. She could never envision herself throwing parties and balls or having tea parties or dressing up in all of the frills and lace she had seen so many of the other pureblood mothers wearing. The idea of doing such a thing made her shudder. She did everything in her power to make sure her mother and everyone around her knew she was miserable and that having proper girl lessons as she called them was the last thing she wanted to do.
Eventually her father started taking pity on her and when she would hide from her mother and her endless lessons and parades he started teaching her the things that grew to matter to her greatly. Politics, the Dark Arts and what it truly mean to be a pureblood and a Black. While she respects her mother as any daughter should she truly loves her father and the time they spent together while she was a child is something that will always stand out in her mind.
It was when she finally received her Hogwarts letter that she felt she had done something right in her mothers eyes. Even though she threw herself into the music lessons her mother forced her to take, (She would never admit out loud that she loved playing the piano and therefore had her mother believe she hated it simply because she could)and the language lessons that introduced her to her love of all things Russian and and Italian it was the look on her mothers face when it was announced that Bella was going to Hogwarts that she covets. Even if it was soon dashed by the announcement that she would be having a going away party.
Bella was miserable the entire night but the thought of what lie ahead the next day kept her under bearable control and management the entire night. Something everyone in attendance at her party should be thankful for.
Upon entering Hogwarts she was sorted into Slytherin like every Black before her. She has served her family well. Excelling at being the perfect Slytherin and the proper pureblood girl. She did well in her studies, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms being her best subjects. Arithmancy and Ancient Ruins followed close behind those and all other subjects she ignored and dismissed as being useless and unwanted or needed. She would have excelled in the Dark Arts, only Hogwarts didn’t offer them, Dumbledore thought them to be a bad sort of Magic. To Bella though magic is magic, even is she does have a strong liking and preference for the Dark Arts.
While at Hogwarts Bella played the position of Beater on the Slytherin Quidditch team. It was a great way to take out her frustrations without getting in trouble for it. After all when you’re supposed to hit objects at people what better way is there to take out your anger and frustration. And despite her small frame and her looking fragile and weak her opponents on the Quidditch field soon learned that that was not the case and that you should not under estimate your opponent purely because she is a girl and looks like you could snap her in half with your bare hands. Most of the time you will be sorely mistaken.
She was not shy while at Hogwarts about her hatred for Mudbloods and Muggles and made it known on a regular basis that she despised having to share her world and her heritage with such filth. It was those actions alone that got her passed over as prefect in her fifth year but it didn’t matter to Bella. She didn’t need some shiny little badge telling her what she could do and when. She did it any how. Much to the disliking of a great deal of the professors who would find her out and about wondering late at night when her insomnia would strike at its worse.
But when not making trouble you would find her in one of three places. The Quidditch Pitch, practicing new maneuvers or just flying for the fun of it; the Slytherin common room where she would most likely be curled up in the chair closest to the fire place with her nose buried in a book or in the library with her nose buried in a book. Bella has a great love for reading all things magical and the Library at Hogwarts, although lacking in the Dark Arts text that her fathers library held, still fed her intense desire to know everything she could about practical magic. It was that thirst and that need that allowed her to excel easily in her studies and placed her almost at the top of her class.
She kept to a small group of friends, her sisters (once they arrived at Hogwarts and realized she wasn't as mean and as evil as they had thought her to be while still at home), the Carrow's, the Lestrange's and a few others of whom she had grown up with and her parents approved of her associating with. Anyone else who got too close or tried to get close to her got a cold shoulder. She didn't have the time for anyone else. Especially once she learned of the man known as Tom Riddle during her seventh year. The Dark Lord on the rise and looking for new potential recruits and Bella desperately wanted to be one of those recruits, especially after her father arranged a meeting between the two of them over the Christmas holidays. His thoughts and ideas for the wizarding world were ones that Bella approved of immensely and so upon her leaving Hogwarts she joined up with him immediately.
Right after leaving Hogwarts she also married, as was right and proper for her to do so not only in her status as a woman but a pureblooded one from one of the oldest and purest families in their world as well. Much to everyone's dismay or surprise, depending on who you were and which circles you ran in, her marriage was not an arranged one. Granted her relationship with Rodolphus had not always been stable, and on more than one occasion they had ended up in the hospital wing because of the hexes they had thrown at each other, he was still the one to make her laugh and smile at the most random of times and when he asked her to marry him she said yes without a doubt in her mind. Much to her dismay though, her wedding was made into a huge ordeal. She didn't even know half the guest list, but when uniting two of the oldest and purest families in their world it was to be expected. Bella didn't really notice though. She spent most of the day in a fog as the idea settled into her mind that Rodolphus was finally completely and utterly hers. It was enough to drown out everything else, including the guest list of five hundred people.
Even though she was now a wife Bella's devotion to her lord and her cause never faltered or waned and she was still seen as one of the most ruthless Death Eaters, even in the early days. She rose quickly through the ranks of the Death Eaters. Her ruthlessness and determination far surpassing that of many of her brothers and sisters. She quickly became one of the most feared Death Eaters and that pleased her greatly. The power that came with that title and that fear was intoxicating. She reveled in the fact that her name alone caused fear in other people. That in a crowd if someone spoke her name the ways would literally part. It fed her ego greatly and made her giddy at times.
Her greatest mission in her lord's name though was the Longbottom's. Granted they may have taken things a bit too far and they didn't get what they were after but they did put two of the Ministry's top Aurora's out of commission...for good.
Her greatest defeat though came with the falling of her lord do to a mere child, a baby no less. Shortly after the fall of her lord Bella, her husband and her brother-in-law Rabastan were put to trial. It was a sham of a trial and they all knew it. It was mainly a way for the Ministry to say look we have his three most feared followers and we're going to get rid of them. Without much other thought Bella and her family were sentenced to life in prison. Prison wasn't easy for Bella. The darkness and the constant loneliness drove her mad. And with the help of the Dementors constantly praying on her every thought, fear, dream, hope, desire, and longing it only made it worse. After a while time stopped meaning anything to her and she grew accustomed to the dark and the whispers that came with it provided by her cracked mind.
After fifteen years spent in the darkness and alone with only a wall to keep her company and the knowledge that somewhere beyond it her husband resided; she and her family were let out of Azkaban by her Lord who had risen to power once more.
She immediately returned to her lords side upon leaving Azkaban going back to her old ways but with a touch of madness that came from being within the walls of Azkaban for so long. The Dementors almost destroyed her but everyday she spent outside of Azkaban, spent rebuilding herself and attempting to find what was lost behind the madness she reemerged slowly until once again she was who she was before the darkness and the madness that is Azkaban.
The second war passed in a blink of an eye for her. Most of it was chaos and not the chaos she liked. She liked to control her chaos and the second war was anything but controlled but she stuck to her role, stuck to her duty to her mark and her Lord and fought for what they believed in. The final battle though, was just that, the final battle. At least for her it was. Dueling had always been her specialty but after being in Azkaban her reflexes and mind were not as sharp as they should have been and she was distracted, paving the way for Molly Weasley to hit her with a fatal Avada Kedvra. Bella's final thought before the bright green light engulfed her was fuck.
The Player
Name: Kat
Age: 22
Personal journal: angelsotherlove on Livejournal
Played-By: Eliza Dushku
Disclaimer: I do not own Bellatrix Lestrange. She and all things Harry Potter related belong to JK Rowling. Nor do I own Eliza Dushku. She belongs to herself I would imagine. No money is being made from this journal. Trust me, the bank still says I'm broke.
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