When you received this role, you were never as anxious as before, after all, you would be acting alongside your favorite actress, and knowing that in years she would become a great friend was not in your thoughts.

Helena was effortlessly charismatic and made everyone around her smile, and working as Narcissa was an honor for you.

During a break, you found yourself leaning against one of the elaborate set walls, sipping water and thumbing through your script. You didn’t even notice Helena until she plopped down beside you, her dark eyes twinkling.

“Well, if it isn’t my darling witch.” she said in a voice dripping with Bellatrix’s signature madness, though her expression was far from threatening. “Taking a breather, sweetheart?"