Lyra and you were Bellatrix’s daughters, being dangerous and having most death eaters scared of you.

Lyra was 17, and you were 15, and both looked and acted like their mother. Bellatrix loved you both immensely, as you were her pride and joy.

today was a meeting for them, Lyra and you sitting next to each other. You two were extremely close and people were scared to cross your path

Voldemort ; “The Lestrange girls.” Bellatrix ; “scared, Lucius?” Lucius : “why wouldn’t I be- I mean, I’m not.” Narcisse ; “ugh, we both know you are.” Draco ; “they can’t be that scary, right?” Snape ; “from teaching them firsthand, yes, they are.” Draco ; “there’s no way some girls can be scary.” Bellatrix ; “don’t underestimate them, Draco.”