𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 ➢ 𝓣𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂

Chapter 1

December 15th 1996

Trixibell sighed as she stared up at the night sky. She still remembered all that happened over 3 years ago and she still wanted to destory Dumbledore. The man ruined her life.

She had remained at Ilvermorny in till her 16th birthday and had refused to come back. Though, she was finished with her NEWTs and OWLs. She throw the cigarette down on the ground and destoryed it.

"Helena!" Her best friend, Skye Max yelled.

Trixibell turned to the dirty blonde witch, her grey eyes sparkling in the moonlight. The girl was an American Pure-Blood witch, from a decently wealthy family. A Dark wizarding family.

"Yes Skye?" She said softly. The women in question had no idea who she actually was.

"The Dark Lord's second in command is here!" Skye exclaimed.

Bellatrix LeStrange. A pure-blood Black witch. Trixibell turned fully to the girl. It had been a known fact for about 2 years that the Dark Lord had returned to Britian. She wasn't exactly surprised the man had Death Eaters in America.

"So why are you here and not meeting with Bellatrix LeStrange?" Trixibell said softly. She knew Skye had a crush on the older witch whether she denied it or not.

"Well..." Skye bit her lip. "My parents mentioned you and sister said you were a great witch, being a half-blood and all, and Bellatrix wants to meet you."

Trixibell froze. "Helena?" Skye asked.

"I'm sorry, we better not keep LeStrange waiting." Trixibell said gesturing for the girl to lead the way.

Skye nodded and padded off, Trixibell following.

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"Ahh..." Bellatrix said, oh so softly, "You must be Helena Johnson, 16 years old, already finished at Ilvermorny..." She mumbled, only Trixibell could hear her. She held a blank face and was staring straight at the wall on the other side of the room. "I've heard you are quite the dark witch for a half-blood..."

Trixibell didn't move as Bellatrix loomed over her. "How would you like to be a Death Eater?" She said smoothly. A grin of a psychopath on her face.

"I would love to my lady," Trixibell said softly, still not moving and her face blank.

If Bellatrix's grin could get any bigger it just did. "Lovely.." She said sweetly. "Can you cast the unforgiveables?"

"I've yet to cast the killing curse, as for the other too... yes."

Bellatrix grin turned into an evil smirk. "Why that's lovely." She said with a psychotic laugh. "We should find a muggle for you to kill." She said. 

Trixibell said nothing and showed nothing on her face. "I'm sure if you do a good job here the Dark Lord might even want you in Britian.."

Trixibell tried not to gulp as she heard that. "Why would the Dark Lord want me?"

"Well... it's been a while since we've found someone so young in Britian with the abilities to cast the unforgiveables. Not even my own nephew can cast a proper crucio." Bellatrix said as her wand moved from Trixibell's cheek to her jaw.

Trixibell hadn't thought of Draco in a long time, she hadn't seen him. She had only gotten occasional visits from Severus and Hermione. Though Severus' have lowed heavily since the Dark Lord's return. Hermione had claimed she was friends with Draco but she felt like they might be more.

Bellatrix removed her wand from the girl's skin. "Though the Dark Lord will want to meet you before he marks you," She said quietly, her dark eyes sparkling.