Hi guys,
Apologies for not updating Dark is all that's left! I didn't get the time to complete the chapter 10. I'll try to make it worth the wait. Meanwhile, this little ficlet just wouldn't let me rest till I penned it down. So here goes.
Disclaimer: J.K.Rowling owns the Harry Potter universe, and she graciously allows us to play around in her world. So yeah, no profit from it for me.
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Bella woke up to a cold sweat, the mark on her left arm had faded. Her Lord had gone for a secret mission, she pleaded to go along, yet he dismissed them all. That rat! Pettigrew, gave her Lord some secret information about the Porters. Snape had given Him a prophecy. They both were responsible. She would punish them, but first she had to find her Lord.
Two days of frantic searching along with Rudolphus, Rabastan and Barty Jr didn't yield any results. The wizarding world was rejoicing the death of her Lord, yet in her heart she knew, her Lord, her Mentor, her true Master was alive, hurt yet alive. She wanted to find him, help him get back to ruling the world, shaping the world to how they envisioned.
A lead caused them to reach the Longbottoms. Aurors Frank and Alice were the other couple that had the prophecy. She couldn't bear the loss of her Lord. They just wouldn't crack, they just wouldn't answer, no matter how much she tortured them, they didn't respond to the interrogation. It broke her heart to lose her Lord, she crucio'd both of them, the helplessness causing her to go overboard leading them to nothing but drooling mess. The loss and overuse of dark magic caused her to lose a part of herself that day. She would forever be remembered as the insane Bellatrix Lestrange, the most loyal of them all, the most feared of them all.
Yet she knew, He would rise again, He would come for them. Then She would be ready, at his side.
A/N: Please read review. Let me know if you like it or hate it. I can't promise any historical accuracy.
Cheers!
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