The True Story of Bellatrix Black

A Bellatrix/Voldemort and a Bellatrix/Rodolphus fan fiction by Harmonies

~ I, Bellatrix Black, was the rose of my family. I was the pride of my parents, the advisor of the dark lord and much more. How did everything go so wrong? Narcissa was too weak. Andromeda was too disgraceful. I was the bright one. The powerful one. The ruined one. I married Rodolphus. I tried to have a child, to bring honor to my family. It failed. Andromeda had that half-blood Nymphadora and Narcissa had her son Draco. I was childless. When I heard of the Dark Lord, of his army, I had to join. This was my chance, my one hope to bring honor to my family. My husband and I joined the Death Eaters, and for a few years, life was great. We tortured people. I felt power when I saw their faces. Raw, throbbing power. Until Azkaban. I felt their pain. Their misery. Their agony mixed in with my experiences. And it was terrible. After returning to the dark lord, I thought it would be better. But after Lucius' mistake, he became subdued and secretive. He wouldn't trust me anymore. And then he died. And I was alone. All alone, left to die.