Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, Bellatrix or Rodolphus Lestrange.
AN: Came up with this when I couldn't sleep.
This is probably going to be a short story.
It's not really a Harry Potter story full of magic, broomsticks and wands, it's more just a story about their relationship.
I'm not English or American, I could have made some mistakes.
I couldn't really figure out which tense to use either, it's kind of messy.
Italic – Thoughts
... Italic&Bold ... – Dreams
Cold… Cold… Cold…
For the past half hour she had been staring at the ceiling and all that she could think of was 'cold'.
Bellatrix had woken up a half hour ago and realised she was cold without the heat of her 'annoying' husband beside her.
Bastard - she thought.
It was now almost 3 weeks ago that Bellatrix had kicked Rodolphus out of their bedroom.
She thought he was being annoying and had decided that she didn't want him to be in the same bed as her.
He was now probably sleeping in one of the many guest bedrooms of the Lestrange manor.
Annoying little bastard -
I don't need him -
I can handle a bit of cold – she was trying to reassure herself.
The first week she had been fine with it, but now everything seemed to be wrong without him beside her.
She couldn't sleep, it was cold and she even had dreams about him.
It was rather stupid. She was obsessed with The Dark Lord... Their Dark Lord... Her Dark Lord...
Not with her annoying husband...
No, after the first few years of marriage she had lost that feeling of love for Rodolphus and she couldn't care less about him. All her love was for her Dark Lord.
But why if she only love the Dark Lord, why could she only think of her husband right now?
Now, all she could think of was how wonderful their relationship had been.
She had dreams about the start of their relationship at Hogwarts, she could see herself falling in love with Rodolphus every night and then she would always wake up... Wide awake... Feeling the cold... Feeling alone...
She couldn't sleep after those dreams... The dreams only made her think more of Rodolphus.
She hadn't slept properly in days.
It frustrated her.
I love the Dark Lord and only him – she had been telling herself this for the last two weeks after Rodolphus had started to show up in her dreams , but that little sentence wasn't enough anymore...
Rodolphus was everywhere...
So their Bellatrix Lestrange lay, thinking about her husband while staring at the ceiling and feeling the cold once again of a big bed only filled with one person.
He deserves better... -
I'm a horrible wife...-
He deserves love... My love...-
Why is he even still with me?-
Ugh... Pureblood marriages... - she thought.
They had a Pureblood marriage and their marriage had been arranged, but they had been very happy about that.
They had fallen in love with each other at Hogwarts and were both whishing that their parents would arrange the marriage between them.
Because of course as a Pureblood child, you weren't allowed to decide who you were going to marry.
Everything had worked out fine and they had been the best young Pureblood couple in society.
Until she ruined it all with her obsession for the Dark Lord...
Bellatrix let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes.
Another attempt at some sleep...
...
''Bella, wait!'' Rodolphus was trying to catch up with the beautiful girl who was running before him.
''Come and get me!'' Her loud cackle filled the halls of Hogwarts, it made him smile.
He ran towards her and caught her by her wrist.
''Would you just stop for a minute, please?'' He asked.
She turned around. ''And why should I stop, huh?''
''For this'' He leaned in and gave her a soft kiss.
''Why did you do that?'' She asked.
''Because a beautiful girl deserve a kiss'' He said.
Bellatrix started to blush.
''Are you blushing?'' He thought it was the most adorable thing he'd ever seen.
'NO!'' she had already started running again.
''Bellatrix! Wait!'' He screamed after her.
Her cackle filled the air once again.
...
Her eyes snapped open, at once Bellatrix was sitting straight up in the bed.
Not again - She was trying to catch her breath.
And then she felt it again... The cold...
Cold... Cold... Cold...
This had to stop, those dreams were messing with her head...
This has to stop -
There has to be a solution... -
Never sleep again?
Or...
I couldn't... I shouldn't... - Bellatrix had decided what to do
She slowly got out of the bed, the cold surrounding her.
It was dark.
She couldn't see anything.
After a couple of minutes of searching, she had found her wand.
''Lumos'' she whispered.
She slowly started to walk to the door, her eyes needed to adapt to the light.
It was even colder in the halls of the Lestrange manor.
She looked around, trying to figure out behind which of the many doors her husband would be.
Where is he? – then her eyes caught sight of a little bit of light coming out from under one of the doors...
Is he awake too? - maybe he couldn't sleep either.
She walked towards the door.
She stood before it.
Taking a deep breath, she slowly opened the door.
''Rodolphus?'' ''Rod?'' she whispered.
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