Trixie's Heir

Prologue

Wassup pookies
Beezies back!
Nothing really new but the fic

This is pretty much just a fic I wanted to write.

The first couple chapters are really short, I'll probably write longer ones later maybe

Also, if youre wondering why it's Bellatrix Black instead of Bellatrix Lestrange, let's just say Rudolphus died and she yeeted his last name.

Anyway, I'll shut up now, go read it!

-Beezy

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Prologue - Chapter 1

Bellatrix Black was tired. Tired of the running, tired of the failure, tired of trying to clean up the messes the dark lord left. And he left a lot. For a man that was obsessed with killing loose ends, he wasn't very good at it. It took him years to kill a kid, and he still failed! She sat at her table in her apartment in knockturn alley. She’d had it for years without Voldemort or the ministry knowing.

A loud ruckus came from the hallway. Assuming it was another fight, she just sighed and tried to ignore it. This sound would not go away, however. So she stood up, wincing slightly from the wound in her chest from the curse Molly Weasley had shot her way four months earlier, fully prepared to crucio whoever disturbed her peace. Slamming open the door, she almost hit the cradle containing a small, screaming, bundle.

Looking closer, she discovered the disturbance was coming from a baby, curled up and crying on her doorstep.