The corporeal mist dissipated, and she knew it was time. She had to go. Now.
Alexandra Riddle was known only to one - Bellatrix LeStrange. Her slightly curly midnight black hair cascaded down to her waist, reflecting a shimmer of green throughout it. Her eyes, a deep, dark grey in which you could get lost for hours, were currently narrowed in irritation. Slender, long fingered hands held her wand gracefully between her fingers even in her anger. Currently, she was busy. And did not like being interrupted. Placing her platinum inlain mask over her face (spelled for her use only, anyone el