a fucking gambler

"I dug in the quiet earth and wrought the tomb and made these lines to memorize their doom:— EPITAPH; Equilibrists lie here; stranger, tread light; close, but untouching in each other's sight; mouldered the lips arid ashy the tall skull. Let them lie perilous and beautiful."- i. ii. iii. iv. v. vi. vii. viii.



Harry Potter | Marauders’ Era
Bellatrix Lestrange vs. Lily Potter 

She had never liked muggle-borns, but there was something different about the redhead, something that ignited the most venomous hatred in Bellatrix’s guts. She was easily mesmerized, her eyes lighting up with amazement at the smallest things. Everywhere she went, be it The Three Broomsticks during the trips to Hogsmeade or an empty classroom whenever she needed one, the mudblood was there. She was always up to something. She couldn’t say if it had been her liaison with Potter that had sparked such a behaviour in a girl who had always been so strictly observant of the rules of the castle.

She asked her about the Cruciatus once. Bellatrix offered to show her. She never asked again.

However, the really funny thing was, Lily Potter didn’t have a clue.

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