Another Bella story.
The war was over, the fighting was done. Molly Weasley was holding her children close to her. She held her little girl close to her heart. The one she killed Bellatrix LeStrange for. She looks around the battle grounds. Rubble was everywhere pain was heavy in the air. Shouts were heard. Out of the corner of her eye Molly sees Narcissa, Lucius and Draco Malfoy walking through the rubble. Hadn't they done enough? Why were they here?
Molly watches as they look around the battle ground. They approach were Bellatrix was laying dead. A screech escapes Narcissa's mouth as she runs to the fallen woman. She watches as Narcissa falls to her knees and pull Bellatrix into her arms only then did it click in Molly's mind. She had taken Narcissa's big sister. She had taken Draco's aunt. She had taken Lucius's sister in law.
Molly sees Narcissa clinging her sister crying. She sees Lucius pull his wife into his arms and try to comfort her. Another man came running out of the rubble. Molly recognized him as the older LeStrange brother Rodolphus. She knew he was Bella's husband. She watches as he drops to his knees by his fallen wife. It hurt Molly a little. She had taken his wife from him.
Molly shouldn't have felt guilty, she had destroyed a murderer but still she did. Sighing she takes her children back to the burrow. When they got there no one knew what to do. It should have been a time of celebration but the mood was gloomy. The dark lord was gone but many lives were lost along the way. George was locked away in his room clinging onto the memory of his brother.
At Fred's funeral Molly had noticed that the Malfoy's were there but they didn't say anything. Molly at first was angry they were but then she realized they were all just as broken as anyone else at the funeral. Draco looked guilty and sorry that Fred had died. Lucius had a blank look on his face. Molly knew that that Voldemort had broken him into a million pieces. She knew that he longer wanted to serve the dark lord. She knew that similar to Arthur that the safety of his wife and son was more important than his safety. Narcissa had tears in her eyes. Molly knew that she was trying not to imagine if it was Draco. Molly knew that they weren't bad people they just made the wrong choices.
A few days later Molly got word that there would be a funeral for Bellatrix. There was a lot of hate towards. People rejoiced in her death not that she didn't deserve it but everyone forget that Bellatrix was a person. Molly pulls out her black dress and begins to get ready. A little after ten in that rainy morning Molly left the burrow alone. She didn't ask her family to go along with her. She knew they wouldn't approve. She begins her journey to the Malfoy Manor. The rain soaked her as she gets to the huge manor. The funeral was in the back of the house.
She made her way around to funeral which consisted of few people. Narcissa, Lucius, Draco, Rodolphus, Bellatrix's other sister Andromeda and a young boy Molly didn't recognize. She stands next to Narcissa who glanced at her before returning her gaze to her sister. Molly looks at the young boy who had the same untidy black hair as Rodolphus and that same dark eyes as Bellatrix. Then it hit Molly who the boy was.
The boy who looked to be the same age George turns to Rodolphus and whispers something in audible to Rodolphus. Rodolphus whispers back and the only thing Molly caught was the boy's name was Rigel. Molly felt the guilt flood her. She had taken an aunt, sister, wife and...
A mother.
Molly felt her tears fall not for the woman she killed but the boy whose mother she stole.
Okay, that was a sad oneshot. Please review.