Bellatrix Black Lestrange. Everyone knows her as the Death Eater who's loyalty and love was held for the dark one, the one who must not be named. As a pure-blooded witch, she viewed Muggles and even half-blooded wizards and witches as nothing. That they were a disease.
Returning to where it all started, her last year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, surrounded by the many pure-blood, half-blood, and Muggle born wizards and witches. As well as the many voices inside her mind that seem to dance to their own tunes, whispering things to her that feed the darkness that seems to settle deep inside of her.
Born in 1951 and up to her death in 1998, Bellatrix Lestrange made it her duty to be Voldemort's most loyal servant by any means necessary. Even at the cost of her own life in the end.
From being the most sadistic, to the most loyal, Bellatrix Black Lestrange was not a witch to cross paths with.
Unfortunately.... many found this out the hard way.
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Authors Note:
Thank you to all who read this story and give wonderful votes/likes to the chapters and who add it to their reading lists, I would have no inspiration to write this if not for any of you =)
Update:
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❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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