bellatrix ♥ narcissa | ↳ chapter 15: fearful symmetry
Snape nodded as he lit a cigarette with his wand, inhaled deeply, and blew a spiral of bitter-sweet smoke up at the shadows on the ceiling. Narcissa, then, drudged up with some genuine trepidation, a most painful memory of years long ago of her beloved elder sister, walking the courtyards of St. Mungos as she awaited trial before the Wizengamot. “Lucius never told me,” she said, with the same introspective expression. “A Half-Blood Dark Lord… Bella. Bella must never find out. I fear she might go mad.”
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Знаете, после просмотра Франклина, я теперь тааак прониклась Евой в роли Беллы. Господи, эти анимашки еще так мотивируют боже...