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Written for The Pairing War Competition.
Pre Bellatrix's marriage to Rodolphus Lestrange.
Pre 31 October, 1981.
She wore a ring on her middle finger, on her left hand. That ring was the first thing that entered his head whenever he thought about her, which was more than he liked.
Actually he didn't want to think about her at all. She was an unwanted distraction. That had somehow wormed her way into his life and he had no idea how.
Her dark eyes, pale skin and her wild hair was not something that should fill his mind when he sat in front the fireplace, Nagini curled at his feet.
He should be planning his next move against the Order or who to move into a position of power at the ministry.
Yet here he was thinking about Bellatrix Black.
One of the very few Death Eaters he could stomach to spend time with for more than a few minutes.