Hello. I am having a drabble fix. So I am writing random short crap BECAUSE I CAN. I'm slap happy too. That means good angst is coming your way! :D So here's a Bellamort/BellaRod/Bellatrix in general/Rodolphus in general drabbly...thing. Yeah. Enjoy.


One hundred, one hundred and one.

Just like that, we've gone from one hundred to one hundred and one.

And it's not even something worth celebrating.

Not even an occasion.

Why?

Because.

We've gone from one hundred murders to one hundred and one.

What are we doing, Bella?

Why?

Why I am letting you walk all over me…why am I letting myself love you?

Bellatrix…a name I always thought was beautiful. You were beautiful too, Bella.

But you wouldn't let me tell you.

Why, Bella?

Why is it that you always loved him?

Who are you, Bella?

Tell me, for I certainly don't know anymore.

Why is it that you needed a Dark Lord?

Why couldn't you just be satisfied with me?

What is it about me that's wrong?

What have we done?

Where did we go wrong?

Who are you, Bella?

Who have you become?

Cackling over the body that made it one hundred and one.

I think Gamma Orionis is rubbing off on me...check out her fics, she puts me to shame!

Love always,

Lily