Y/N Lastrange

Flashbacks 

Y/N's POV
I stared at mom, not believing what she was saying. I couldn't believe that I had never told her the stuff that I have happened to me. Ever since I met mom, I completely forgot about my life before her. That part of my life was practically nonexistent for all I was concerned. but if I told mom, this, it would bring back, horrible memories, but it would also bring back pretty happy memories. Anyway, I took a deep breath, and began to tell mom everything. As I told Mom, all of my thoughts, and my things that have happened to me before I met her, I started having flashbacks, a lot of flashbacks.

Flashback sequence start
I was one year old, lying in my mom's arms happy as could be. It was fun to lie there, and feel my mom's stroking me. 'Mama loves you Y/N, Mama loves you.' Mom said in a sing song voice.

I was three. I was being held by Remus Lupin, very tightly, as if he was holding onto his own life. I was crying because there was a lot of noise around me, and I didn't like it. I was basically having a temper tantrum in Remus's arms. What am I saying, Dad's arms. 'No, Bella,' dad was shouting. 'Hell no! Not Azkaban! A life sentence?! This is ludicrous! Lucius, Narcissa! I don't want to hear another argument about this! You're taking him/her, and that's final! I can't handle taking care of him/her! The minister won't allow me, because I am werewolf! Can you believe it?! I am his/her bloody father! Anyway, you're taking him/her, and that's final! Now I'm leaving, before I get another contemptuous look, a grimace, a grunt of disapproval, or anything like that! I'm done, you hear me, done! I did not have a child to have to shout at my not brother or sister-in-law! I don't even know how to say this, because I'm not even married to her! Goodbye!' he leaves me on the doorstep, to be left in the care of the MALFOY family. Not what I wanted.

I stand at platform 9 3/4, alone. My so-called parents, really, and an uncle, told me that I needed to go alone because they couldn't afford to take me. I knew the real answer though, because I wasn't stupid. I knew that the real reason they didn't want to take me was because they, of course liked Draco Moore, and they didn't like the fact that I was the daughter/son of Bellatrix Lastrange. My aunt and uncle always told me to say Bellatrix Lestrange, but something in my head told me to say Lastrange. I never knew why, I just knew it was right. I stood there, watching all the families. Then, I saw Fred and George. It was brilliant to see them because I knew experiencing these flashbacks that they were going to be my first ever friends. Even though they were going to be Gryffindor's, and I a Slytherin, we kind of ignored that rivalry. I was funny, kind, kinda like my mom when she was off the potion. I never really thought about who my parents really were, until of course mom broke out of Azkaban. My life became a lot more death eater-ISH if you know what I mean.

I was in the third year, and Draco and I were sitting at the Slytherin table, just talking. We were talking about Potter, and of course, Ron and Hermione. I like Terry and Ron, but not so much Hermione. She was kind of annoying. I'm not saying I didn't like bits of her, but mostly it was just annoying, though when she was around. Do your homework you should study more there are no voices Harry no one was screaming, Harry, blah blah blah blah blah. Anyway, I had a very good relationship with Harry and Ron, I mean when they found out about my mom of course they totally ditched me. It was fun while it lasted though. We always talked about how Hermione was too concerned with homework and school and all that kind of stuff. But we also talked about more serious stuff,. Like Voldemort, possibly coming back, and my possible parentage. Yes, we actually talked about that. It's very interesting because I don't really remember them being that interested in my parentage. I mean I think they must've thought that I was the daughter/son of some cool people like auras or something like that. But oh no, I'm the daughter of Remus Lupin and Bella Trixx Lastrange, and I'm happy about it, very happy indeed.

oh fifth year. It was kind of an interesting year because you know I heard the black broke out of Azkaban. Which was honestly kind of cool, but you know I didn't really care. That's because black was Mom's cousin, and I heard the black hated mom, did I know who my mom was back then? Yes and no. I sort of knew who she was, but I didn't really have a clear picture. That's because whenever my aunt and uncle ever talked about her, they would be all obnoxious about it. it kind of made me think that my mom was a bit of a jerk, and I actually hated her for most of my life. Now I was three when I was handed over to my aunt and uncle, so you might think that I would remember some of this stuff. well, I remember it now, but I did not remember it then. I was a clueless teenager, very clueless. And the reason why was because my aunt and uncle and Draco were always brainwashing me with stupid stuff. Like how mom was stupid dad was good for nothing and should've been thrown in a trashcan when he was born and stuff like that. I cannot believe that mom actually lied to me about my dad.

well well well, I'm officially in seventh year. Boy was this one a ride. It was 1996, January 19 96 to be specific, and Mom had just broke out of prison. They were whispers down the hallway of, oh my gosh, Lestrange has broken out of Azkaban. I cannot believe this, you know stuff like that. Again, this didn't really shock me, or anything, because I had no clue that this was my mother. Oh, I would definitely have a clue in two hours, a ginormous clue.
it was midnight, and I was just lying in bed. You know like normal 17-year-olds would do. Suddenly, I heard a noise. Someone was crawling through my window. Then, she dropped down onto my bed. Now, this was weird beyond weirdo ism. I don't you're thinking, she's your mom give it a rest. But again, I have no clue who this woman even was. So this was very traumatizing for me. ' Who the hell are you?' I asked, kind of shouting. Do you know what I got in response? I got a slap across the face, fingernails, digging into my wrist, and then, she disappears with me.
we were in MALFOY Manor. A place I was very familiar with given the fact that I lived there for most of my life. I would, of course continue to live there once it became the headquarters of the death eaters. But anyway. Mom took me to this ginormous cellar thingy, down in the basement, and chained me against the wall. ' You're a pretty little thing aren't you? It's a pity that I'm about to torture you, so bad, that you won't be able to tell me anything. I won't be able to hear your pretty little voice, what a shame.' Mom taunted. This memory stuck with me like glue because this is one of the only times mom had ever tortured me. 'Now,' Mom continued. ' Let's get down to business. What happened to my child? Did you take her, or was it a hymn? I don't even remember my own child's gender. Isn't that sad?' I looked at the woman's face, and immediately knew who she was. My mom. She looked exactly like me. It was like I was staring in a mirror, except for the hair color. ' Mom,? Mom? What the! Why are you torturing me? Don't you know who I am?' I pleaded with my mom. I wasn't about to get killed, even if it was by my own mother. Mom stared at me, and froze. I had the ability to read minds, just like Mom did, so I knew that she had immediate regret for what she had just done. I felt bad for Mom, but also but mad. Why did you just try to torture me like that.? Then, I saw it. Black liquid dribbling down Mom's chin. I had no clue what he even was, but I think, deep down I knew exactly what it was. I heard mom talking about it when I was about to. She had been arguing with my granddad for two hours about the potion. You probably thought that mom told me about the potion, but no. When I saw that black liquid dribbling down mom's chin, that memory of mom and granddad's argument came back to me. It was like a flashback inside a flashback, it was crazy.
Flashback inside flashback start 
' I won't! I won't I won't, and I won't! Don't you dare ever tell me to take that bloody potion ever again! Not well, I have a two-year-old child!' Mom was shouting. ' Wait, what the bloody hell! A child! You never told me about this, Bella! Why on earth would you have a child right now! Well, technically two years ago, but who even cares! You had a child that's all that matters! A child that I didn't even know about! A child that you probably had with that Lupin!' Signous shouted right back. I saw dad, and he was mad. ' What the bloody hell Bellatrix! Why on earth did you reveal this too, him! He does not deserve to know this! I am so mad at you!' The shooting continues,. It's basically just a ramble of people yelling at other people. And, like I said, this went on for two hours.
Flashback inside of flashback end 
mama was shocked. She could tell that I had had this flashback. She could see inside my head. 'Mama loves you, mama loves you, mama loves you, mama loves you.' Don't leave me Y/N Bellatrix Lastrange. Please forgive me for what I just did. I didn't know I didn't know that it was you. But now I know, and I will always protect you no matter what. Please forgive me please please please./ mom begged.
Flashback sequence end 

Bellatrix's POV
I saw my daughter/son lying in a heap on the bed. 'Are you OK?' I asked Shakeley. She/he moaned a bit. I took that as a yes, and lied, right down next to my daughter/son. I hugged him/her very tightly, and as always, she/he ugh me back just as tight. I was glad for something to hold onto. After all that we've gone through, it's nice to know that I have him/her to protect me. And then I'm here to protect him/her. And Remus, too, always, Remus, always and forever.

A/N OK, I think this is the longest part that I've ever written in my Wattpad writing story history. I know I keep saying that, but I think that this is it because of all the flashbacks and stuff. I didn't add a lot of dialogue because I am kind of lazy right now. But anyways, as always, comments, comments, comments. Love y'all see y'all later.
X Sasha