Dear Bellatrix,

The weather in France had quite abysmal since your father and I arrived last Tuesday. We were hoping to get away from the weather in England, but it seems it has only chased us farther south. I have been thinking of staying with my sister in her chateau on the coast; though, that would be such a youthful thing to do, and my years as a young woman faded with your nuptials, for which I do not hate you for but rather have a deep regret for the lose of my youth. My sister seems to think now is the perfect time for her to start pointing out the grey streak of hair I have, but I would have you know that a lock of grey is quite lady-like and quite the sign of good breeding. How? You may ask my mother, though she would have an equally perplexing answer.

That is to say, I mean to wish you well in your new marriage to Rodolphus Lestrange, Bellatrix. I did so already at the ceremony, but I deem it worthy of a letter as well. You now have a an even more dignifying position as not only a Black, but as a Lestrange. It would be wise of you to wear such a title well, as you undoubtedly will. Nonetheless, you should know the weight placed upon your shoulders is great, and I expect much from you as such.

You have made me proud, Bellatrix, my daughter. You have made your father proud. This family is proud of you.

I also write this letter to inform you of some arrangements I have made on your behalf. Your robes and trunks, should already be at the Lestrange Manor, the house elves will have dealt with that. However, I have instructed them not to bring your furnishings over. I presumed that they would provide much for you there. If you so desire to have some artifact from the manor, you are still allowed through the wards, and the house elves will serve you.

We did gift you a house elf or two, I believe for your wedding. As well as a very handsome sum into your Gringotts vault. Use both wisely, daughter; they each have limited use.

Your father wishes to send you his regards as well, or at least that is what I assumed he told me at breakfast this morning, in that gruff and uncouth way of his. I hope Rodolphus doesn't do such horrid things like grow out his beard and never trim it. I'm certain you know how to deal with him if he does.

I will also be attaching a few potions to this letter: one set is for your fertility, another for your husband's. Your father and I expect grandchildren sooner rather later, Bellatrix, as I'm sure you understand. Dangerous times are upon, my child, and we don't have time to waste with the fickle matter of the Black family heir.

I do wish you well in your endeavors Bellatrix. Send your sister my love.

Your Mother,

Druella Black

A/N:

WC- 521

Prompts-

Dignifying: QP

Robes: DC

Druella Black writing to Bellatrix: Owlery

Hope you enjoy. I'll post a link to my partner Sanchita's letter as Bellatrix writing to Druella (me) once she's posts it. Don't forget to review if you liked it, maybe give some headcanons for Druella because I can find nothing on this woman.

Hoots, Owls

P.S. this is the link to the next letter: s/12050177/1/Letters-from-Bellatrix-to-Druella