Annie Lestrange

Prologue

A/N :
Hey everyone! I'm glad that you are here today to read my fanfiction. Most of the characters here belong to J.K. Rowling and some are mine (Annie, her children, some others that you'll notice later in the story). The story might not be like the book canon because I haven't got a chance to read them so please don't throw shade. I make this based on the movies first and will update it when I get the chance to read the books.

This story highlights mostly on the infamous Bellatrix Lestrange and Bellatrix in this story will be a lot more human from the original story for I took her character reference from Helena Bonham Carter's role in Enola Holmes and The Crown combined. If you watch those films then that would be how I pictured Bellatrix in this story and in my head. I always believe that every antagonist character in any story has some good in them so I am trying to show you what good is in Bellatrix through this story. I hope you like it!

P.S. I am open to constructive criticisms so feel free to leave comments around the story!

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24 December 2010
It was Christmas eve's night in a cozy private cabin. A family gathering was held amongst their closest relatives. A young woman, her husband, her younger sister, a man whom she called her brother, his wife, and their children. They all gathered in the living room of a cozy wooden cabin sharing stories with one another while feeling the warmth of the fireplace and sipping through their cups filled with hot chocolate and marshmallows. It has been their tradition for years, or at least the young woman and the man whom she called her brother started that tradition years ago.

"Mother?" an innocent child's voice can be heard

"Yes, dear?"

"Can you tell us that story again?"

"Which one?"

"The one about grandma and your life before you and father got married?"

"Yeah! About you, grandma, and grandpa too!" another child exclaimed looking at the young woman's brother, his father.

"Of course... You sure could never get enough of that story, huh?" The young woman chuckled at her children and their cousins as the children eagerly looked at the young woman to start the story. She looked up to her brother for a minute before receiving his nod of approval to start the story.

"Come, sit close to me now..." She continued as she sat on a comfortable couch with her children, niece, and nephew snuggled around her while the other adults took their seats comfortably around the living room.

"So it all started like this..." with a snap of her fingers, the room around them dissolved and together as they saw the visualization of the story seeping through the room in amazement.

Deinaria Layla Lestrange. They call me Annie which is actually a bit confusing. Deianira litteraly means man destroyer and Annie meant 'the favored one'. Clearly, I was given this name not to destroy my future husband but it was given out of my mother's anger. I could say I'm quite surprised to find myself happily married to the man whom I loved and together we have two beatiful children. Anyways, let's start this story from the beginning, shall we?

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Enjoy the ride!

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