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Imagine: Bellatrix smoking. You coughed as the smoke from Bellatrix's lit cigarette filled your lungs. You turned to face her with a glare."Do you mind?" She always did this when you two were fighting. Bellatrix knew you hated it when she smoked, especially around you, so every time you two were in a fight it would give her an excuse to have a cigarette and in the process piss you off. "What, love?"She asked with a nasty smirk."Does the smoke bother you?" Bellatrix took another drag before directly blowing smoke into your face. "Ugh whatever."You picked up your books and got up, but before leaving you told your girlfriend."I'm going to find Cissa, she's much better company." You strode off leaving Bellatrix to stew in her anger and jealousy.
