Stories of a Slytherin ~(Bellatrix x fem!oc)~

'Bmo always bounces back' {oc lore}

'A/N- 

this is just an oc lore story, it comes to a kind of quick end because frankly, I felt it was getting long and didn't want to really drag this out for now at least. I do have another idea as to how this story could play out, or at least another perspective of it but as of rn this is all I really wanna do

{TW}- depiction of a child getting hurt and blood mentioned

bye bye, I'ma go eat food :]'

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Cyrus was in the woods, racing with her cousin, Jasper. He'd changed himself into a fox and taken off into the woods to get out of a formal dinner, Cyrus chased after him despite her older sister yelling at her not to. She jumped the barbed wire fence and disappeared from her sister's view, into the dark woods chasing after a red fox. Her sister, Selene, ran inside to tell the two kids out to her father and uncle.

As Cyrus raced she jumped over fallen trees, tripped over rocks peeking out of the ground, and stumbling over tree roots. Her boots sank into the moist forest floor everytime she made contact, mud and leaves sticking to her thick shoes only to be flung off by the next swing of her foot, her lungs burned and her eyes never left the red fox she chased after. Even as he grew further and further away from her, unfairly slipping under roots and through bushes in her opinion.

The air was so cold, still damn from the rain, it felt like her lungs were being filled with shards of ice as sharp as broken glass; and yet she kept running. Even as her lungs stung with pain, blood flushed her face as her skin grew cold, the air around her growing colder as more rain prepared to fall. It all felt so wonderful, the sting of cold wind, the air filling her lungs, the feeling of her shoes sinking into the mud as she ran, the mossy bark of the trees as she pushed off them and jumped over them, even the rocks she tripped over. She always missed this, running.

Cyrus wasn't like her older sister Selene, she didn't really like to wear dresses. They always made her feel like she was naked despite being fully dressed. She didn't like the feeling of lipstick or makeup against her skin. It always felt heavy even chapstick felt like too much sometimes. She did like to paint her nails, but they always ended up chipped, or torn off by her hand without thought. She liked getting dressed up for formal events but always felt a little out of place, as if she didn't fully belong unless she wore some kind of mask. She liked to talk and socialize, but she always seemed to move too fast or talk too loud to be considered polite, she was just passionate but never seemed to learn how to regulate her passion.

In the forest, with beasts, she felt she could truly be herself. Getting lost among the trees, swimming into the dark waters of the lake by their family estate, working alongside her father caring for magical beasts between school years, exploring grown over ruins and discovering secrets. That's where she felt truly home. Among beasts, dark waters, cold winds, and whispers of the past, that was her element.

Cyrus hadn't even noticed she'd lost sight of Jasper, she was simply enjoying her element and the joy that came with it. That was until she pushed through some low hanging branches and spotted Jasper, she laughed, "got you!"

She was so happy, but Jasper... he looked terrified, everything seemed to slow as he shouted his hand desperate to reach out in time. But it was too late, Cyrus's foot landed and the ground caved, and she fell still smiling. She slipped down the ditch, it was deep and lined with mud but she would be fine, she's had worse falls! .. Right? That's when she felt it, cold metal coiling around her legs and lower torso as she fell, wrapping itself around her until she came to a stop just a few feet above the bottom of the ditch. They'd reached a fence, one even Cyrus' father had forgotten about due to the river that had once been this ditch, but higher up the river the water had been diverted leaving this passage to dry into a deep ditch. Jasper was quick to slide down from the other side, he ran beside a very nervous and scared Cyrus, unsure of what to do and inexperienced with barbed wire. Jasper was too scared to touch his cousin.

"Oh Merlin! Cyrus, are you okay?" He panicked, and their reality solidified in her head, despite them both being the age of 11 Cyrus was the one who lived here. Who worked on these fences with her father, who watched as he put them up, she was supposed to be the one to protect and look after him. That was her job.

"Y-yeah! I.. I just have to untangle myself, don't worry!" Cyrus spoke with nervous optimism, she tried to untangle her leg first. She'd seen her father untie the barbed wire many times, it always looked like he was untying yarn, how hard could it be? As she pulled the metal and shifted her leg it only seemed to tear deeper into her skin making her cry.

"Stop, Stop!" Jasper reached and pulled Cyrus hands away, inadvertently causing her to cut her hand and help, she hadn't fully realized how much pain she was in just yet but it was slowly sinking in. " I- uh," He racked his brain for an idea, looking around and searching for anything that could help, "I'll go get your dad. He'll be able to get you out."

"No. no no no no! Don't leave me! Please, no!" Cyrus begged him as pain flooded her, she could feel the spikes of the wire sinking into her stomach, her hips, and her leg. She'd bent the other leg under her to soften the fall and now it was wrapped and tangled with wire just like her extended leg. She could feel and see the blood beginning to stain her clothes, the more she moved the worse it hurt but she still clambered to keep Jasper close.

Jasper struggled to pull away, ultimately falling backwards into the bottom of the ditch with a thud, "I'm getting your dad. Just stop moving!" He turned himself back into a fox and scrambled up the muddy side of the ditch, disappearing into the brush.

"Jasper! Jasper? No, no no no! Jasper!" Cyrus shouted after him, trying to pull herself free but it only worsened the pain as the metal tore into her. Eventually, she fell back into the mud, tired and breathless. Covered in mud, blood and tears, she tried to hold back her sobs but they tore out of her like a dragon out of a cage, scratching her throat and making her cough while she desperately wiped her eyes and nose begging for breaths.

Eventually, she ran out of energy to cry, and as rain started to pour she felt herself grow tired. Cyrus stared into the dark sky as rain fell, everything felt horrible, she was in pain and tired but her emotions had finally grown numb after her crying. Just as she closed her eyes she heard her name being called by her sister.

"Cyrus! Cy, come on! Say something!" She shouted, Cyrus was just barely able to call back, her voice cracking due to how hard she had been crying earlier. Selene came into view and so did their father behind her, they both came down and Cyrus was quickly cut free from the wire, Selene wrapped her in her cloak and she was taken back to their home.

Cyrus was healed and bandaged but scarred and tired, she and Selene were allowed to skip the formal dinner with their extended family and instead laid in Cyrus' room, watching the enchanted ceiling of stars while Selene read a book. At least they got to skip an uncomfortable dinner, though their cousin was punished harshly for getting Cyrus so hurt.