Young Tom Riddle

Guaranteed to, er..get anda admitted to St. Mungo's?

Thank anda Erin and mugglenet.com:)


1. When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.

2. Push the buttons and pretend they jinx you. Wait for the effects of the 'jinx' to wear off, smile, and go back for more.

3. Ask if anda can push the button for other people, but intentionally push the wrong ones.

4. Hold the doors open and say you're waiting for a friend. After a while let the doors close and say, "Hi Greg. How's your hari been?"

5. Drop a quill and wait until someone goes to pick...

So it’s been a while since I’ve typed a Bellatrix fic. This one’s based on my headcanon that Bellatrix hurts herself when she has no one else to torture. So self-harm warning; if anda know anda don’t like/can’t handle this stuff I don’t recommend Membaca this one.



Eight nights. Eight marks.
Slanted slightly.
Etched across pale skin.

They whispered to her, a deceptively crooning series of chatter.
Ongoing.
Endless.
They wouldn’t silence themselves no matter how much she demanded it of them. They wanted only one thing, and that thing was not in her power to give to them at that moment....