We Come From the Same Blood

By Friend of the Seals

Note: This was originally published under my alternate account, Midnight Musings and Queries, which is still up. I had email trouble earlier this week and thus I transferred some of my work to this. Both accounts are now working so feel free to check them out. Or don't. You have free will, I assume.

Author's Note: This is a free verse (my favorite style) poem about Bellatrix and Tonks during the final battle.

It wasn't as if killing your niece had the same societal status as killing your child, or your sibling

They didn't share enough to bring the rare fleeting moments of emotion to Bella

The girl's hair was red with anger, her skin flushed

Bella's hair was dark, her skin pale

There was no resemblance; none at all

Except their wands were drawn, sparks of energy shot between them

It was a potential energy

It was clear from the beginning that only one would walk away

The girl had been waiting her whole life for this confrontation

She had dreaded it, desired it, feared it but she knew that it would happen

Their fate was as settled as that of the Dark Lord and the Potter Boy

Neither could live while the other survived

It wasn't that the universe would implode or the fabric of reality would crumble

Nothing so grand as that

Only that this girl was the last bit of virtue in the dark stained tree of Bella's blood

Now that her cousin had fallen and Andromeda had withered away to an old memory

It was only her niece who would not let her be pure

Who stood in the way of Bella's destiny as the risen peak of their family's legacy

The girl had to die; she had to be destroyed

The conflicting energy of the two would not last long in the bitter air of a detached battle scene

The girl seemed hesitant to kill

After all this time, Bella mused, she still thinks this would end well

No one has to be hurt

Bella became angry

She enjoyed her prey to be provoked, to be shouting and kicking

And this girl remained calm

Scared but resigned

You know I'm going to kill you

I will prune this tree forever

The first bit of green light escaped Bella's wand missing the girl by a few inches

She seemed to know this

How close death was

The girl looked up to the sky for a moment

There's no one there

Who do you think is there

How do you contemplate your death or did you know for as long as you could remember

Bella wondered if she should feel sad at all

Even though she hated this girl more then most of the world family was important

Blood was important

Not for long

The second curse sent the girl into the wall behind her

A look of almost bemusement on her face

Bella wasn't free

God damn it, she still wasn't pure

A few flakes of the mud she felt forever clinging to her essence might have fallen

But she didn't feel the chill of the water washing her whole being over

Looking once more at the girl's face, Bella ran off to find more souls to eliminate

Running to find more and more scum to wipe off the earth

Running to meet the glare of the cruel sun in the windows she wanted so desperately to set forever