Evergreen

Dodging the person in front of her from pushing in her way, Hariel tightened the dark cloak around her, before she continued forward. 

Her sights were set on the woman a couple of ways in front of her.

Bellatrix Lestrange, née Black.

It was surprising to know that the woman had the audacity to just up and about show her face in public like this… but then again, this was Knockturn Alley, and it was night.

The road was getting less populated now, and Hariel then suddenly found herself alone with the now stopping figure of the woman in front of her.

“You have guts to follow me around like this, now who are you?” Bellatrix bit out, before she turned around to face her.

The woman looked as deranged as ever.

Her dark unruly, shiny hair, thick as before surrounded her gaunt and amused face. Heavy lidded grey eyes were then frowning at the sight of her, the sight made Hariel tighten her jaw for just a moment.

Seeing as the woman’s eyes reminded her of her Papa’s, Sirius. 

The one she had killed.

The woman then giggled,

“Well, well, what do we have here? Another wanna-be baby death-eather? Did you think I’ll grant you easy access to my Lord if you had the guts to find me first? Well first off, nice get-up you got on, very mysteri-oussss. HAHA” Bellatrix cackled, before her expression then turned annoyed, 

“But I’m not in the mood, neither am I a recruiter, that is the job of a lowly death-eather, which, I am not. FOR I AM MY LORDS MOST TRUSTED!” she then shouted with an obsessed look, before she then turned her head to the side.

“Now shoo, I have important business to get to.” She said, before she then turned her wand in her direction, a cutting curse, which Hariel neatly dodged, which seemed to impress the older woman.

“My, my, what do we have here! You do have grace to you, I’ll admit, okay, sure, why not. I’ll give you one moment to introduce yourself,and then off you go, kid.” Bellatrix then tittered.

So, who are you? And do take the cloak off .”

Hariel only did as she was asked, and the look on the woman’s face was quite the sight.

But before she could say anything, Hariel had already cast the full body bind curse on her, and down the woman went.

Hariel could only smile at the laxed face of the woman’s,

“Found you.” she said before she made her turn unconscious with just a raised hand.

When the older woman got to, she found herself in a dark, and cold chamber. She was bound on a table, which stood vertically from a height, her view was turned to the back of a figure next to a long table with knives, the fire illuminated the person then, and Bellatrix growled at the sight of her.

“What do you think you’re doing, ickle Potter?” 

Hariel Potter only hummed,before she turned to face her prisoner with a smile, which did not reach the young girl’s eyes.

For her eyes were ice cold at the sight of the older woman.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Hariel then said, before she shook her head.

“No matter, if it isn’t any obvious, then you’ll just have to find out.”

Bellatrix then laughed, her laughter surrounded the whole chamber then. The woman’s glimmering silver eyes stared straight to hers then, 

“Oho! Come to play then, have you?! I didn’t know you had it in you, girl. What with you being the old coot’s favourite little pet and all. Not a great look on his little hero, me thinks, what would the public say?” she then chortled in delight, all the while she banged her hands on the table she found herself bound to, testing the strength of the bounds.

“Very firm, I like it. ” Bellatrix cooed with a dopy smile on her face.

“That’s good, seeing as your going to spend some time with them on you. And for your information, I’m no one’s pet. ” Hariel then said, her tone could have cut through ice.  

“Oooh do I sense some distaste? How interesting!” Bellatrix then chortled, which annoyed the younger girl in front of her to no ends, what with her eyes now having a very familiar glint within them, if Bellatrix were to have taken note of it, that is.

“Shut up.” Hariel then simply said with a knife now in her hand, which Bellatrix did take note of, what with complete surprise then filling her expression.

Hariel  tilted her head to the side, her eyes sharp on the woman in front of her.

“Now are you ready to play? I’ve chosen the perfect, little toy after all.”

Deranged laughter then once more filled the room, before it just as suddenly stopped.

“OOH how adorable! You should have just asked me if you wanted to play, little cousin . I’ve heard the most interesting thing, you know. They say that there’s a new head of our House. You.”  Bellatrix then murmured, her eyes were glittering at the sight of her then, but more importantly at the new ring adorning her right hand pinky.

“Our family’s magicks doesn’t simply just accept anyone to be the head of the most noble and ancient House of Black, so you must be special. But then again, you do look more like a Black then Potter, or that mudblood, for that matter…”

Hariel’s eyes then turned even more frosty at the last part.

“ Don’t call her that.” She hissed, which delighted the older woman, who then cooed at the sight of her.

“ Ooh did I hit a nerve, ickly little cousin?”  She then chuckled, before she continued.

“We both know you’re better off without the filth stenching your veins even more, I’d say that the blood of our House did you a favour, however a bit polluted it still is. But it’s not your fault. How would you like to be trained by me ?!” She then suddenly shouted with a cheer, her change in moods could have given anyone else but her a whiplash.

Hariel then stopped in her stride towards the woman, who’s gaze seemed to be sincere.

“What makes you think I want to join you? You who killed your own blood, my godfather . And the man who killed my parents, and turned me into an orphan?” She then asked incredulously, her tone short at the end.

Bellatrix only huffed at her, she would have waved one hand down towards her if her hand weren’t bound that is. 

“No matter that, you’re better of without them I’d say! I’m sure my Lord will understand when I ask it of him, for I am his most favoured. He did gift me with a gift after all, however ugly the cup looked, bloody cup of Hufflepuff…” She murmured, which caught Hariel’s attention then, before she turned to glare at the woman who then continued to babble over her precious lord.

‘Another relic of the Founders? Must be another Horcrux then…’ Hariel then thought, before her gaze once more turned upon the wretch in front of her.

“...but don’t think he’ll like you more than me, my ickle, little head of House!” The woman then hissed, the delight now gone from her expression, for her expression then turned heated. She even flared her aquiline nose at her.

‘The woman really is insane.’ Hariel then thought before she sneered at her.

“I’d rather kill myself then ever submit myself to the like of that bastard. Do you even know your Lord?” She then suddenly asked with a malicious smile, which made the older woman angry.

“My lord is no bastard! And of course I know him, for I am his most favoured !” The Bellatrix shouted.

“He’s a halfblood by the name of Tom Riddle, do you know of any pureblood by the name of ‘Riddle’? No? Well that’s because it is a muggle name. His biologicalfather was a muggle, and his mother a mere squib . Seeing as you continue to say that you’re his most favoured, what does that say about you, when you don’t even know this much about your precious Lord?”Hariel then cruelly continued, with a glint in her eyes.

“Does he fuck you, is that it?” By the spluttering rage on the other woman’s face, Hariel then took it as an affirmation, before she was filled with disgust.

“Oh my, isn’t that like beastiality ?”

“How dare you-” Bellatrix then began to shout, froth coming out of her mouth like the rabid dog she is.

“And with the beast in this context, I do refer to you, for your information. But no matter, I grow rather disgusted with this discussion, let us continue where we left off, shall we, before I was interrupted.” Hariel then continued, all the while she shook her head at the sight of the older woman. Her hand now once more fiddling with the knife in her hands.

A crazed glint then entered the younger woman’s eyes, one Bellatrix was intimately familiar with. 

Seeing as she saw it whenever she looked into a mirror, and also in the eyes of many of her family members. 

The famous crazed Black look.

“ I wonder… will your precious, half-blood , Lord come for you, if he heard your screams all the way from here?” Hariel then questioned, before a smile now overtook her face.

“Perhaps he might, if you scream loud, that is.”

“Now, won’t you scream loud for me?” Hariel then coed before she then as quickly sliced the knife through the other woman’s arm, entirely chopping it off by the woman’s elbow. The arm made a plopping sound when it hit the ground, and Bellatrix then screamed.

“Very good, but I don’t see nor hear him coming, do you?” Hariel then whispered in the other woman’s ear, Bellatrix head now simply rested upon her chest, her breathing was laboured.

“Oh dear, don’t go dying on me just yet. Not when our fun just got started!” She then sneered, before she pulled the woman by her hair, glazed silver eyes met her then.

She then decided to stop the stump from bleeding before the wretch could lose her consciousness entirely.

By burning it. 

“Yes!” Ares then cheered at the sight of the screen.

He was enjoying the show very much, seeing as he had not seen such monstrousness in quite a while. And coming from the supposed golden hero of those magic folk of Hecate’s? 

This was pure gold.

But then again, the goddess was also the goddess of darkness, was she not? So it is to be expected that a legacy of hers would inherit it. 

And the girl was swimming in it in fact!

It was rather delicious.

And by the look on most of the other gods, but more importantly his father and uncle, they agreed.

Ares had to bite off a grin at the sight of them both, for they weren’t fooling anyone. His gaze then turned to his mother’s chair, which was left empty seeing as she had duties to complete, whatever they were, not that he cared. Turning his gaze then to his side, he gazed at his beloved, and didn’t she look extra scrumptious today?!

That dress she wore for the day, was hugging all the right places! Damn he was a lucky man indeed, he thought before he shook his head from the thought. 

For his gaze turned even more intrigued by the look on his dear ‘Dite’s face, he recognized that look.

She was planning something it seems, what with her then curiously glimpsing around the room in thought just then, but furthermore after her gaze locked upon the figures of his father and dear uncle’s.

Now that would be interesting.

‘Would this end in a war?’ He then questioned himself, before he shook his head. 

It would take some time before he got his war out of it, so no then (and there was the fact that he was already getting a war out of this either way, what with the girl now waging it herself).

Especially because the girl was just a girl now, while he did admit that she was rather pretty, and would be quite a looker later on, she was still young.

But Ares then concentrated on the show in front of him, the girl did surprisingly know how to torture someone, what with her being a total newbie at it and all. But she was creative, he could admit, what with her combining modern warfare torture with the use of magic,  Ares is sure he’d remember this delicious sight in the coming years, that’s for sure!

And ooh, was she chopping the woman’s head off now?

Rad!

After she sent off Bellatrix’s head with a message to ol’ Tommy boy, she made her way to gringotts, after she cleaned herself up that is. It would not do to bring attention to herself after all.

Especially now.

Not when she had to cup to grab.

Walking towards the teller, with her hood still concealing her identity, she simply asked to talk to the head goblin in private.

She was then immediately brought to a chamber in the far back, this one much more grander than the other offices she’s seen along the way to here. 

The goblin behind the rather large desk then sneered at her.

“Name, and state your business.”

This was her cue to lower her cape, the goblin’s eyes then looked at her in recognition.

“The Lady Hariel Potter-Black, it was only a week ago that you have officially claimed your Ladyships with us, what brings you here now?” The goblin then curiously asked.

“I am here to retrieve an artefact in the vault of one of my House’s members, Bellatrix Lestrange’s, to be precise. And as head of House, I have guaranteed access to one of my members’ vaults, don’t I?” Hariel then politely inquired, which the goblin hummed at in agreement.

“Yes, that is true. Follow me then.” The goblin then simply said, without enquiring after anything else, which Hariel smiled at.

Along the way to the vault, Hariel saw a sight that struck a cord within her.

They were containing a dragon in Gringotts.

And by the welts and cuts that were along its body, she was certain that it wasn’t treated well, as a dragon should have been treated.

Especially by the way it was blind in one eye, when the dragon had looked right in her own eyes.

She shook her head, she’d think upon it another time, for she had to do a job now. And it would rather be obvious that the perpetrator would be her if she’d escape with the dragon in tow. And while she ‘was’ a Gryffindor, she was not that brash.

“Here it is, my Lady.” The Goblin then simply said before a now opened vault in front of them. “I shall await you here when you are done.”

Hariel only thanked him, before she made her way into the vault.

She had decided to walk to Grimmauld after retrieving the cup, which she had put into special bag for which warded against cursed objects, which she had done with the lockett as well. It would not do well for her to get cursed after all.

It was raining now, when she turned to the familiar street, but she stopped in her tracksat the sight in front of her.

For a familiar blonde girl was sitting on her steps, she was drenched to the bone, which she did not take notice of, it seemed, for she too looked towards her.

“Luna.”