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The perfect proposal || Belladolphus

lestranger-than-fiction:

His eyes widened when he saw the horse before him, not looking too pleased. “No, I think I can manage…” He straightened up and walked around to the side of the horse and managed to get on. The horse bucked but Rodolphus held on, controlling the horse. He pulled on the reigns and got the stallion to calm down slightly. His hair was messed, but as he tamed the beast his strength and masculinity was obvious. “Shall we?” He said looking to Bella as she got on her horse. The pair took off and Rod knew she’s probably want to race a bit, but on a horse he wasn’t familiar with it was difficult. He managed to catch up to her without falling off. “Isn’t there a nice clearing around here somewhere?” He smiled, giving her a slight knowing smile. He led her towards the clearing and slowly beautiful bright colored fabric came into view. It had been strung through the trees which also had fireflies frozen in the air floating slightly. There was stunning Moroccan lanterns also hanging in the trees. There was a small table in the middle of the clearing with a colorful table cloth with plush pillows to sit on. A Moroccan tea set was on the table with plates that had big silver domes over them. Candles were all over the clearing and there was a small love seat to the side with more of the fabric over the top and hanging down the sides. Rodolphus got off the horse and tied it to a tree. He walked to Bella and offered his hand to help her down.

Bellatrix was surprised that Rodolphus was able to work with Thor and a little disappointed that it wasn’t enough to race her, but she knew he would have lost anyone. Bella rode her mare easily, leaning her head into the horses’s mane. Bellatrix had had the horse since she was a girl and it was a pony, and it was evident in the connection they had while riding. At Rod’s suggestion Bella frowned but nodded, turning Ariadne leading her towards the new location. At the sight of the colorful fabric, Bella tugged on the reigns, slowing the horse to a walk. “What is this, Rodolphus?” she asked, taking his hand as she dismounted. Bella gently pushed away fireflies the were frozen in the air, and ran her hands over the soft fabrics that blew in the breeze until she reached the table. “What is all this?” she asked again, turning to look at him.

This is not funny anymore. Where the FUCK is my fiancee?

lestranger-than-fiction:

Oh…okay. I guess I’ll see you later then…

I’ll have elves bring something to your room if I can join you there instead. 

This is not funny anymore. Where the FUCK is my fiancee?

lestranger-than-fiction:

blackhearted-bella:

There’s nothing to worry about, love. I’m fine. I just needed a break from this place for a while. 

-sighs relaxed- Okay.

Wanna accompany me to get something to eat?

No thank you. 

This is not funny anymore. Where the FUCK is my fiancee?

lestranger-than-fiction:

Godric, I haven’t seen you in forever. I was getting worried. Didn’t help Andie tried to joke when I was looking for you last week with a reply of She died this morning.

There’s nothing to worry about, love. I’m fine. I just needed a break from this place for a while. 

This is not funny anymore. Where the FUCK is my fiancee?

Right here, calm down, Rodolphus. 

Bellatrix,

mr-severus-snape:

Not usually, but perhaps this one’s a little closer to heart.

I’ve heard Win has become one of your posse, is this correct?

It’s a strange variation of the truth: Winifred has decided to become a true Slytherin.

Bellatrix,

mr-severus-snape:

I think we need to talk. I was wondering if you could clear some rumours?

I never thought you one to become caught up in the rumor mill, Severus. But I’ll gladly clear what I can.

[private] Greta and Bella chat

honeybadgergreta:

Uhm… well… he’s- he’s dating me.

See? I wasn’t lying. I just… when you asked me about Andromeda… I’m sure you can understand why I don’t like to dwell on other girls my boyfriend might have been interested in.

But I can assure you that anything that he might have felt is in the past. Clearly you don’t keep up with muggleborn gossip. We’re practically inseparable. Ask anyone. You can never see one of us without the other being somewhere nearby. Except for class, of course, but that just can’t be helped, right?

And yet, somehow, I still don’t believe that. But I’ll be watching you and your boyfriend carefully. And if I catch him with anyone else, especially my sister… Well, I’ll let you imagine how that ends. 

(Source: blackhearted-bella)

[private] Greta and Bella chat

honeybadgergreta:

Because! Because… he’s… dating somebody else.

If he had a thing for your sister, and I’m not saying he did, it’s in the distant past. He’s not stupid enough to get himself killed over a girl. We’re just trying to mind our own business and not get in your way.

And who exactly is he dating?

(Source: blackhearted-bella)

[private] Greta and Bella chat

honeybadgergreta:

NO! …Please. Don’t… don’t do that. I swear, he isn’t interested in her!

And why on earth should I possibly believe that? 

(Source: blackhearted-bella)