I fixed it. I fixed it and they can't ever use me that way again ( Read more... )

I'm sick of this already.

We simply cannot go on this way.

Someone is going to die for this. I swear to Merlin I will tear them limb from limb. I am a survivor, not a turncoat.

I will find someone to blame, and I will end their pitiful existence.

For now, I must be patient, and I must be a good wife to my Anton.

I lie in wait.

I like Baden Baden, so far.

I miss home.

( My Bellatrix... )

Anton and I are staying at Mike's workshop until I can find us somewhere more suited to us, and more permanent. Which means, I intend to set us up in this future world Regulus and I found. The war is over there. And no one will, I hope, connect Anton and Bella Dolohov, a young couple living in Poland, to Antonin Dolohov and Bellatrix Lestrange ( Read more... )

Antonin, my darling. If I said I wanted to run, to leave the Dark Lord's cause behind us, find somewhere new to start again in the nexus -- what would you say to me?

Think hard before you answer. Please.

I told Rita that I would show her this, and I finally managed to work the camera, so here it is.

My tattoo.

( la noir toujours pur )

...Hm.

Just saw something rather interesting.

In any case.

I'm still in London. At the Landmark, because aurors have the flat.

I don't want to be on my own.

( Black Pleads: Turn yourself in before I'm a widow )

There are few details yet, but it's all over everything I can get from London; Anton took Mulciber from the courthouse today. They've disappeared; there's no trace anywhere, nobody can find them -- they've not been caught, but a horrible, hateful part of me is stepping back and saying yetAnton has yet to contact me. I'm...calm. I am. I am remaining ( Read more... )