The first time I saw him,I knew that I wouldn't get him out from my head soon,but I didn't know that all these years,he would still in my head,slowly moving from there in my heart.
I don't know why I really love him.
Is that because his power,or his powerful seduction,the way he walks,talks, or the one thing that he's the first man in my life who don't love me back.
He don't care about me,nor my feelings,he just care about my body,because he's like others,just a man sometimes full of lust and desire.
"You're a force of darkness that should make me want to run away,
Still I'm drawn to you by something I can not explain."
It doesn't matter how many times they tried to explain me that he can't love anyone. How hard they tried to explain that to me,my brain listening to that,but my heart saying something else.
There are so many nights when the strong,female warrior Bellatrix Lestrange cried,quiet,in the dark of the nights when no one can see or hear her.
When Rodolphus put his hand gently behind her neck,she always thinks what would be if that would be her love,the Dark Lord,and not her husband.
And then,when the reality slap her rudely across her face,when she wakes from her lovely dreams,she always would be sad,but she don't show that to everyone.
She don't want to be weak in their eyes.
She wants to show them all that she's stronger then all of them,because she knows that she is.
"But your love is like a drug,I come crashing down without your touch.
It's tearing me apart,but I just can't get enough.
But your love is poison."
There are sometimes moments when they're alone,just few inches who separated them from each other.
So close,but yet so far.
She feel her jelly legs how they leave her,leave her to collapse on the floor,like there are made of wax and melting from his touch when he put his hands around her waist.
She feel like there are millions and millions of butterfly's in her stomach. No,not butterfly's. A huge zoo in there. The elephant running,the tiger roaring and hunting those innocents antelopes.
There are few moments when he broke the few inches and kiss her,not knowing why he done that,but she knowing why she kissed him back.
She knows that that is so wrong.
"Poisoned with every kiss I taste,
Poisoned by every move you make,
Poisoned,but I just can't get enough.
Addicted to your Poison love."
She knows that he would be her end,but many times when she looks in his rubby-red eyes,she see desire,and maybe...love? But then she felt so stupid because he can't love her back,and if he can,he wouldn't.
Because he is her Master,and she is just his servant.
And that love is impossible.
"When I'm in your arms my end draws nearer,
But if I must die,then let it be tonight."
It isn't important how much she fought in their battle. It isn't important how many times she tried,what she learned meanwhile,he would always win in their game.
And she knows that she's fighting a losing battle,over and over again.
But she just can't stop,because she's Bellatrix!
She is a female warrior and nothing can stop her!
And maybe one day,she would took revenge,and finally won.
In the meantime,she would discover and learn new things,and never losing hope.
Maybe one day,she wouldn't be alone anymore.
A.N. Thank you for reading this,and my apologies if there are mistakes.
If you liked it,hated it review,but I won't beg you for that.
It's hard to write on English when your troughs are in your first language,and there are some phages in my language that there aren't in English,so I hope I wrote it good.
I don't own Harry Potter,or the lovely song from Phoebe Sharp. I think that the song is wrote for Twilight if I'm not wrong,but she fits in my head with Bellatrix and Lord Voldemort.