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I am The Dark Lady (ABANDONED)
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Ongoing, First published Jan 29, 2018
Prequel to my first story 'Who Am I, Hermione Granger.....Or Riddle' 
May not have to read that one to understand though. 

Anyway, this is Bellatrix's story about her time at Hogwarts, her marriage to Rodolphus, Her sister's betrayal, Her time in Azkaban and finally, how she became the doting mother of Hermione Andi Riddle, Sirius Tom Riddle and Caeli Narcissa Riddle and The Dark Lord's, Voldemort's, Wife. 

How she became 'The Dark Lady'. 


"I know what you are thinking. How did I-Bellatrix Black, the most evil witch in existence, - become the way i am

How did I become so entranced by the Dark Arts? 

Why did I go insane? 

Why did i kill? 

How did I become the Dark Lady? 

Buckle up. It's gonna be quite a ride"
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Above Them All

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The Malfoy's daughter is unappreciated and sent away as much as possible. She spent lots of time with her aunt Bellatrix, but not even Bellatrix likes her. But one day something happens that... how shall I say it? Puts her Above Them All ............................................................. "IM NOT TALKING TO YOU!" "F*CK OFF!" "I'm not in the mood!" "God, you're worse than I am!" Every day, every hour, I'm reminded that I'm a mistake. I should've never been born. I walk outside and stare at the moon. A voice was behind. "Misunderstood? Unappreciated? Just like I was? Join me," a white hand reaches out to mine. I look up. Time Riddle. Or more known as Voldemort. Should I take his hand?