[Anguirel]

NAME: Bellatrix Lestrange, neé Black

AGE: Bellatrix would never tell, and would kill anyone who asked.

RACE: Human and Pureblood Wizard

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS: A slender, pitch-black wand which she flexes about at moments of stress. Without it she is still capable of casting quite a lot of magic, but is weakened. She also possesses a bullwhip for special occasions and has mastered the use of a Beretta pistol.

APPEARANCE: Bellatrix was once a universally acknowledged beauty, and is still pretty dashed glamorous in a wasted, Baudelaire muse sort of way, though her thirteen years in Azkaban have lined her face and left her with dramatically hooded eyes. She wears a tattered black dress, fishnet stockings and stiletto heels that, naturally, contain stiletto daggers. She reminds the viewer, strangely, both of Helen McCrory and Helena Bonham-Carter.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Bellatrix is one of the greatest living experts in the Dark Arts. She is also a mistress of Occlumency and knows a bit of Legilimency, though she’s secretly embarrassingly bad at it. Her weaknesses include a propensity to arbitrarily worship tall, dark, evil figures, addiction to pretty much everything, and a character about as sweet and loving as an anaconda.

HISTORY: Bellatrix has badly gone to seed while waiting for Book 7. Getting bored of the dead weight of her husband Rodolphus, she got a cheap divorce at Lost Angles and found on her wanderings in search of Dark Lords to worship the Evil Single Ladies Motel. Here she resided for a long while, hanging out with Jadis, the Lady of the Green Kirtle, Mrs Coulter, Rosa Klebb and Shelob. It was a wild life and has steeped her still further in decadence, but after a row with Jadis she left for the castle of the King of Mordor himself...