Bellatrix Lestrange

Rose green eyes lit up with fear. She look up to the evil crazy black hair witch. Rose couldn't believe see were face to face with the witch who killed her godfather. Her fists clench. Rose really wants her wand back as she stare into this witch dancing stone cold black eyes.

Bellatrix study the young face of Rose. Her lips curling into a smile. Her cheery insane voice sending knives down Rose spine.

"What is a young Gryffindor lion club doing down in Knockturn alley?" Bellatrix lean towards Rose. She brought her wand up to Rose chin lifting it to meet Rose face to face. "Are you down here to turns some tricks? I think my boys would love to spread your thighs open and fuck your whore pussy." Bellatrix slip a galleon from her pale cleavage. "So are you a whore?"