Love is weakness, but only if you let it be

12.

Bellatrix woke again, now at 6am, this time to a nightmare of the moment her father had raped her for the first time. It had been a week since the ball at Crabbes. They had found out that Bellatrix would pass out sometimes, because there was still poison left in her body, but it shouldn't influence in any other things. She threw her legs out of the bed and went to look at herself from a mirror. Her belly was still hard to notice, probably not even realising it if she didn't know se was pregnant. But she had to be careful, so she took a dress which hided her stomach again. She brushed her hair, and went downstairs. Bellatrix hadn't had any cravings, yet, but her mood swings were terrible. It was hard even for the Dark Lord to handle them, not to mention how it was with Narcissa or Lucius. Lucius, though, didn't know that she was with a child.

   In a few hours, everyone at the manor were awake. Bellatrix had already eaten, when Lucius and Narcissa came downstairs. It wasn't long time to wait, when the Dark Lord came.
"- We're going to the Knockturn Alley today. I have to get something from there." He informed his two followers.
"Who else is coming, my lord?" Lucius asked.
"Snape, Yaxley, Karkaroff and Dolohov." Snape, Yaxley and Karkaroff, Bellatrix wanted to throw up. She didn't like these new death eaters at all. They were always disrespectfull towards her, until they realised what she can do. But this was another of the Dark Lords missions for the new ones, to test their skills and first of all,  their trusthworthy. The three better death eaters were there just for knowledge and possible battles.

       They had their hoods on as they walked down the street they ruled. Voldemort motioned his new Death eaters to go in first. When the three men first stepped in, mr. Borgin looked at those curiously.
"What do you want?" He didn't know these men and wanted them out of his shop as they were just rambling around the store.
"You can leave now- My Lord!" He said as he saw Voldemort come in while bowed.
"Is there a problem?" Bellatrix took her hood off and everyone of other Death eaters copied her. Suddenly they heard a voice from the other side of the room, someone was there with them.
"You're even more beautiful in real life than in those "wanted" pictures, Mrs. Lestrange." The speaker was a young man, not older than 18. It was brave to say that to the most feared death eater, who in fact, was already behind him, keeping her wand on his neck.
"I have no intentions to harm anyone. I want to join you. It's just been hard to find you, my lord. My name's Emilio Derís and I'm from pureblood originally Italian family. Long line of slytherins of course. I've always been the top of my class and I've won every dueling club in hogwarts. I want to know more about the Dark arts."  He spoke fast, as Bellatrixes wand pressing his throat wasn't really nice. The Dark Lord spoke, his tone colder than ice;
"Prove it." He opened his hands, "duel with one of my Death eaters. Bellatrix" he watched the man to pick his words carefully as he responded
"I can't fight with her, I would get myself killed in a few seconds, my lord."
"Ah, that is exactly what I want to hear from a smart warrior" Voldemort sent shivers down everyones spine with his voice. Bellatrix had no trouble holding the man, as she was as tall as him, and he feared her too much to do anything stupid.
"You shall join us."

     And again, a new death eater was made. Voldemort got his business done and Bellatrix went back to the manor with Lucius.

Two days after the visit in the Knockturn alley, Bellatrix and Narcissa were sitting in the kitchen table eating breakfast. The Dark lord had ordered Lucius to a trip to the rest of the giants, with five other men. He wanted all the giants under his control and these were the only ones that didn't want to join him. Bellatrix had been feeling dizzy all morning. Narcissa was reading the Daily Prophet, when she laughed
"They offer 1, 000000 galleons for capturing you." Bellatrix rose from her chair and went next to the kitchen's worktop as she laughed. Suddenly her laugh died in her throat as she felt like someone punched her in her stomach. Her expression got more serious, and her hand flew to her stomach. Just when Narcissa was about to ask if she's okay, Bellatrix hunched and groaned in pain, when it felt like a thunderbolt pierced her stomach. Narcissa was already by her side, and when the pain eased Bellatrix looked at Narcissa 's eyes
"Something's wron-" Bellatrix couldn't finish her sentence when she hunched more, another hand pressing her stomach and another squeezing the worktop knuckles white. Narcissa helped her sister to the closest armchair, while she started to panic
"Bella, tell me what's wrong!" Before she could answer a wave of pain already took over her stomach, beaming all over her body.
"What do you need? I don't know what to do!" Narcissa panicked. Bellatrix figured that if her sister, who knew pretty much about healing, didn't know what to do, and herself couldn't think straight right now, it would be best to call her master. But she didn't want bother him. Narcissa spoke just the same what Bellatrix was thinking through all the pain;
"I know you don't want to bother him, but if you don't want to die or have your child dead, you better give me your arm now"