Chapter 1 –Prolouge
One minute she is there fighting alongside him, her black curls flying as she fires spell after spell from her wand at her rivals. The next minute she is gone.
They are separated as a brown haired man lunges at him. He sees her raven locks bouncing and glinting in the sunlight as she runs off to her next victim. Without him.
As he cleverly stuns the brown haired man and quickly sends him flying his attention is drawn back to her. She has an insane glint in her eye and is cackling madly as she sends jinxs and curses in her components direction. He recognises the red headed dumpy woman immediately as she blocks a few spells, sending her own back in return, putting up a great fight but however still appears to be losing. He focuses back on her again as she blocks the spells with ease and lazily flicks her wand, as if this is merrily a game to her. They both know the redhead is no match for her. He prepares to turn away as he would rather not witness her toying with another one of her countless victims before finishing them off.
He sees her falling. Frozen on her once beautiful face is an expression of disbelief and shock as her graceful body topples to the ground. Time seems to have stopped as he tries to scream but no sound escapes from his mouth.
Before he knows what he is doing he is running towards her and in the next second cradling her in his arms. He distantly hears a scream of rage that could only come from one person over all the cheering. Maybe after all those years of being his most loyal faithful servant he had cared about her in some way after all. The redheaded woman is staring down at him in shock. He can't say he blames her , it has after all been many years since she had acknowledged his presence in her life, never mind show him any affection whatsoever.
The duel that could change the whole of wizardkind is raging on in front of his very eyes yet he is only focused on her. He stopped caring about who won or lost years ago after it had become clear that she was no longer the woman he fell in love with. Tears start spilling down his cheeks when he realises that he had and always will love her and now he has lost her for good. And the whole battlefield watches on in shock as they absorb the fact that Rodolphus Lestrange is mourning over his dead wife.
Hey guys so this is my first fanfiction so as you can imagine I am very excited! If you haven't guessed already this story is a Rodolphus/Bellatrix pairing. I always found it a shame that there wasn't more written about their relationship in the books as it seems like a topic that you could branch out many possibilities with. So this is my interpretation of it and I hope you guys enjoy it. The rest of this fanfiction will be memories of the two of them beginning all the way back from when they were at Hogwarts from Rodolphus' point of view. If you did take the time to read this thank you so much and if you wouldn't mind reviewing as I would love to know your opinion on this and what I could do to improve it Any suggestions for the fic would also be appreciated and even one review would mean the world to me! I will try and update as soon as I can but I can guarantee you this story won't go unfinished!
Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling (unfortunately) and none of these characters are mine they are all the work of her brilliant imagination.