Love is weakness, but only if you let it be

21.

The next month went by a flash. He surely had protected the child, and wanted the least amount of people to know. Bellatrix was already almost seven months pregnant, allthough she was still tiny, and it was easy to hide. It had been good, no complications, not even poison reactions- because Voldemort made her rest all the time, and actually she was really tired all the time, though she never would admit it. Last week they had discovered that Snape knew that she was pregnant, and that he knew that it was His child.

- flashback -

It was after a death eater meeting, everyone had stayed around for a while, to spend time with eachother. Snape came to her;
"You know it's not noticiable", Bellatrix was now confused, and asked him
"Excuse me?" He laughed, not in annoying way, because he knew it would do nothing good to him
"Your child" Bellatrix's mouth formed an 'o' shape, and she turned to him;
"I don't have children?"
"No need to act, Lestrange. I just added two to two and realised that you're with the Dark Lord's child, right?" Bellatrix was offended, though he actually had proved his loaylty last week, and she knew that Voldemort wouldn't mind that he knew. But she kept her act together, and was about to confront him until he spoke;
"The Dark Lord already knows, and I offered you help with my excellent knowledge of potions and healing - you surely know about my studies?"
Bellatrix didn't know what she was supposed to answer, but she had to be at least somewhat kind to him, because Voldemort wanted her to be.
"Well, I suppose we should start acting even decent with eachother, if the Dark Lord wants so."

- flashback ended -

On the 17th of April, Bellatrix got ready to go the Malfoy Manor, as the Dark Lord had some business with another Death eaters, and no one else was allowed in his house, though they didn't even know where it was. Bellatrix wasn't really looking forward to seeing her parents, and especially her mother who was watching her like a hawk, trying to notice any sign of pregnancy, believing she was pregnant with a filthy muggle's or mudblood's child. Her father was too afraid to do anything to her, so Bellatrix didn't care about him at all.
"Bella!" Lost in her thoughts, Bellatrix heard her Lord call her to go, and rushed downstairs. They walked out through the garden, and the house vanished behind them, because of the wards it had.

Soon they were already inside of the Manor, and they separated to their own directions. Bellatrix went to find her sister, and while wandering down the hall. She saw an open door, the one leading to Lucius's and Narcissa's bedroom, and was about to walk past it, when she heard her brother-in-law's voice, call her name. She curiously walked in, heels banging to the ground. At the second she was in the room, Bellatrix saw Lucius holding her violently crying sister, looking at Bellatrix to help, with a sorrow look in his eyes. Bellatrix looked at Lucius questioningly, walking over to comfort her sister. Narcissa had her head on Lucius's lap, hiding one side of her face, and she was shaking and sobbing, tears running down her cheeks. Bellatrix's look softened and she kneeled next to her sister, placing her hand on her young sister's shoulder.
"Cissy, what is it?" Narcissa only shooked her head, and Bellatrix straightened herself and sat next to Narcissa on the bed. Then she moved her eyes to Lucius, and asked him instead;
"What happened?" Lucius didn't reply, only looked down at Narcissa, eyeing her cheek, but Bellatrix took the hint. Bellatrix softly and affectionately placed her hand on her sister's chin, and turned her sister's head to get a look on her cheek. How it looked like, was a complete surprise. It was completely red, forming an angry bruise. Bellatrix shot up to her feet, expectations high on what had caused this.
"He hit you didn't he?" Bellatrix was nowhere near soft anymore, fire flashing behind her eyes. Narcissa slowly did a small nod, and Bellatrix walked out of the room, hurting everyone coming to her way, not caring about Narcissa's shouting behind her;
"Bella, don't do anything stupid! Bellatrix!"
But she didn't care, and soon she found herself in the dining room, where her parents were. Their father never hit anyone else than his oldest, Bellatrix, he never touched her sisters. But now, when Bellatrix was unavailable, he had to get satisfied with his youngest. And this was the reason why Bellatrix was so angry and fustrated. As soon as Bellatrix's mother saw her with her wand up, Druella did the same with her own, but Bellatrix was faster. With no second thought, Bellatrix threw Druella to a wall, leaving her unconsious on the floor. Then she turned to her very weak father, who was now pleading her not to do anything - or at least not to tell to the Dark Lord.

Bellatrix shouted at him;
"How dare you? Answer me! YOU FILTHY COWARD!" He looked at her with fearfull eyes, just before being hit with her Cruciatus. She put so much power in it, and it hurted him at least ten times more than the Dark Lord's, the pain was probably unbearable. Bellatrix made a few windows explode, by accident, but didn't bother to care. She totally forgot everything about not straining herself, thinking only that he was done ashaming her blood. She threw and threw Cygnus around the room, showing no mercy, well until Lucius summoned Voldemort about what was going on and he came into the room, while the others just terrifiedly waited in the hallway.
"Bellatrix!" Voldemort sharply, a little angrily confronted her. Bellatrix's attention immediatly turned to him, and she lowered her wand, but still kept it aimed at her sweating, weak father. He shot a spell on Cygnus to leave him unconsious next to his wife, and then grabbed her wrist and led her to a guestroom in the Malfoy manor, Narcissa following right after them. Bellatrix sat on the bed, Narcissa sat next to her somewhat examing her and Voldemort sighed;
"How many times do I have to tell you this?"
Bellatrix would've felt ashamed if it wasn't for her to feel so weak and light again. It didn't feel like she was going to pass out, but to start sleeping right there, and her heart beat going too fast and loud, like her heart would try to get out of her chest. After Narcissa did some spell on her, her eyes grew and she stood up, eyeing the macigal healthtable in front of her:
"Bella!" She bothered to lift her gaze to her, feeling too weak for this now, "Your blood pressure is far too high!" Voldemort coldly told Narcissa to give him the healthtable, and so she did. Narcissa continued to upbraid her sister
"Well, it'll fix on itself, right? It isn't that bad?" Bellatrix asked them unknowingly, and fustrated Voldemort replied to her
"I should put you on a bedrest for this!" This changed Bellatrix's attitude, and she went from annoyed and angry to pleading just in a second;
"Please, My Lord, I-" she stopped, when she started to feel too tired, and letting herself fall on the bed, seeing only black, and again, losing consciousness.

This was the longest chapter for awhile (1300 words)! Again, I'm out of ideas, so comment scenes below! (I may have forgotten to do some of what has been requested before, so if I have, again, comment below! Or I can skip a month again, so the child would be born sooner? Your choice! And again, I have much schoolwork to do, and I literally wrote this at 1am so it's not the best, but will do it's job. Thank you for reading!

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