I am writing my first fanfiction after months of wanting to. I'm a first timer but I hope this is good enough. I have written a bellamort because my friend is a huge fan of this OTP. I want to keep this short so ...Yeah.
I have based this Bellamort on the songs Props and Mayhem, I Don't Care If You're Contagious and Stained Glass Eyes and Colorful Tears, all songs by the amazing band Pierce The Veil x
She was buried into her bed, the wind blowing, sweeping her sweet black curls off of her pale white face. Bellatrix could hear his soft whisper in her ear, the tingling of the mark on her arm commanding her to tend to her master, Lord Voldemort. With Rodolphus sleeping by her side she had to slowly and discreetly crawl out of bed…maybe this was it for her; maybe she will receive the love that she was deprived of for so many years.
She was creeping towards Voldemort's headquarters through the dark twisted corridors which slid through the manor like a snake. "Bellatrix" she heard her name as it slithered through her ear. Eager to tend to her master she started walking a little faster. She thought to herself about why she was being called and why so late at night?
She felt two hands wrap around her waist "Lord is that you?" she said in a hopeful, silent whisper. Bellatrix swiftly turned around to see that it wasn't him but Rodolphus. "Why are you here?" she hissed his arms still around her slim hour glassed figure. "He called me not you!" she continued. As she said this Lucius, Snape and all of the others formed behind him. "He called all of us Bellatrix" Rudolphus said in an almost mocking tone. They carried on down the obscure hallway.