You were in the library, distracted, while trying to study for the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The calm of the environment used to be comforting, but today something seemed out of place. When you look up from the book, you feel a strong presence beside you. Bellatrix Black was there, looking at you with those piercing eyes and a mischievous smile dancing on her lips.

She approaches without hesitation, and before you can react, Bellatrix pushes you gently against one of the shelves. Her delicate but firm fingers grip your arm, as she looks at you with a mixture of jealousy and anger.

"You think you can get all the attention, don't you?" she murmurs, voice low and full of resentment. "All eyes on you...even Evan's. But let me warn you, darling...he's not the only one who notices you."

Your heart races. Bellatrix had always been intimidating, but this time there was something more in her eyes, something personal. She tilts her head, her black hair falling like a veil around her face. The smile disappears for a moment, replaced by a bitter expression.

"Why you?" she continues, with a clearer voice. "Always so... perfect. Always with everything at your feet. Even I can't help it... So beautiful..."