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Fallen

author: chaosruby (on ao3)

summary: How Isabella Rotavele fell into the treacherous non-forgiving hands of the Dark Lord.

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Isabella scratched his face from the photograph. She would get her revenge.

Her three year long relationship with her boyfriend, Alexander Downfang, had come to an unruly end, much to her dismay. Anger flowed through her veins as she sat in the bedroom of their shared house, the room empty without his belongings cluttering up the place. He had been coming back every other day to move his things to his new house - Isabella made sure that she wasn't in when he came, avoiding him at all cost.

She hadn't meant to make such a rash decision, but when she bumped into his best friend in Diagon Alley a few weeks after, she couldn't help herself. As a highly skilled legilimens, it hadn't taken much effort to invade his mind as they made awkward small-talk with each other. She was astonished to find out that Alexander had been planning to leave her for a whole year - and almost every one of their friends had known! Outraged and embarrassed, Isabella coaxed him into following her through to Knockturn Alley; where she used the Imperius curse to force a shady wizard nearby to kill him.

News of the murder went viral, Rita Skeeter had even produced a lengthy article for the rest of the wizarding world to read, detailing the grisly events. The ministry soon figured out that their suspected murderer had been under the influence of one of the unforgivable curses and all hell broke loose as they searched aimlessly for the real killer. This made Isabella excited and even slightly encouraged her.

As the murders continued relentlessly, Alexander had noticed a disturbing pattern - that almost all of his friends were now buried six feet underground. Out of fear, he ran to the ministry for help whilst heavily suspecting that he was going to be next. He was right.

Isabella was dejected to find that her ex no longer resided in his house alone. He had a ministry guard over at all times. She watched from across the street, hiding her face with a scarf, unable to find the perfect time to invade his home. It hadn't taken long for Alexander to suspect Isabella either. He knew she didn't take the break-up well and that she was one of the few people who knew all of the people who had been murdered. He told the guards all that he knew about her, forcing her to place protective charms over her house and go into hiding.

During this time, Lucius Malfoy had seen the name 'Isabella Rotavele' pop up in his paperwork as he trudged around the ministry offices. As the curious man he was, he searched through the file to find a long list of people of whom she had supposedly murdered. He knew this information had to go to the Dark Lord immediately.

Voldemort had been 're-born' a year prior to the killing spree. He was open to recruiting new death-eaters and lapped up Lucius' story happily, his mind set on finding the woman that the ministry was having trouble searching for. He had people everywhere, looking for her. When they returned empty handed, his rage would overthrow him, hexing them into oblivion.

Finally, they had hit a breaking point - they had found Isabella before the ministry could, just as Voldemort had hoped. Her powerful magic had kept a constant protection charm around her home. Every human who walked into the building forgot where they were going, immediately leaving before they got to snoop any further. Knowing this information after a week of observing, Voldemort decided to creep in at night by disabling her charms. He was much more powerful than she was, but he was still very impressed with many of her skills.

"W-who are you?" She muttered as he forced himself into her home, pointing her wand at him.

"I am Lord Voldemort," He mused at her shocked expression, "I have heard of your skill and would like to invite you to join me on my path to creating a pure wizarding world, without muggles and muggle-borns! Of course, if you refuse, you shall face death - however, I should hope you choose wisely as otherwise, the time spent looking for you will have been a terrible waste."