Bellatrix Black: The truth behind the lies
'Why did it happen? Why?' Bellatrix sobbed into her pillow, 'Why did I have to kill him? Why did it have to be Sirius?'
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20 years earlier
'That transfiguration lesson was sooo hard' cried Narcissa as they came out of transfiguration 'Thank god tomorrow's a holiday and then the day after that is the Yule and I'm going with luscious' said Narcissa dreamily.
'Is that all you can think about? Going to the Yule ball with that git' Bellatrix said 'Thank god I'm not going with anyone, besides I thought you said you were going to ask James Potter to the Yule ball?' 'Yeh, I was until I found out he had already asked that lily girl, oh well at least I get to go with Luscious' Narcissa replied.
'Hello, I would like my sister back please, you know, the one that use to hate Luscious Malfoy!' Bellatrix said, 'I just don't understand how you could like him, he is such a git!'
'He is not a git!' shouted Narcissa and Lucious, who had heard Narcissa shout, looked up.
'Yes he is! He is a worthless little git and I can't believe my own flesh and blood likes him!', shouted Bellatrix. Now Lucious knew they where talking about him, so he came over to them.
'What are you two shouting about?', he said in his cold dark voice.
'We were shouting about you, Malfoy and how much a git you are', said Bellatrix with a little smile on her face, but Lucious just looked distraught.
'HE IS NOT A GIT!', shouted Narcissa, stamping up and down.
'Why, thank you Narcissa, do you want with us?', asked Lucious, holding out his arm. Narcissa gave a little girlie giggle and took his arm. Bellatrix just walked away, heading to the Slytherin common room.
'Wolf's bane', she said and the entrance opened. Her best friend Martyn was sitting in the seat nearest to the fire, and was holding four envelopes all addressed to Bellatrix.
'What've you got there Marty', Bellatrix said using Martyn's baby name.
'Letters for you Baby bell', replied Martyn, now using Bellatrix'es baby name.
'Don't call me that!', shouted Bellatrix.
'Don't call me Marty then!', shouted Martyn, now standing up and looking down at Bellatrix. 'Letters for you', he said, sitting back down, 'Two from Slytherin and two from Griffinder', he said handing them over.
'Who from? I mean, who gave them to you? I mean, what were the names of the people who gave them to you?', said Bellatrix making sure Martyn couldn't mix up her words and annoy her which he was good at.
'Can't tell', he said with a grin on his face, 'I made a promise.'
'You're a slytherin, Break the promise!' said Bellatrix, trying ever so hard not to get annoyed.
'I keep my word', he said, still grinning.
'Ok then', started Bellatrix going up the stairs to the girls dromatery, 'Promise me that little Marty will go to bed at his bed time and snuggle up to mister cuddles'
'Don't call me Marty and, do not insult mister cuddles!', Martyn shouted up after her.
Bellatrix opened the letters, and they were all asking her to asking her to the yule ball. The first letter was from snape, who had been said to have fancied her from the moment he saw her. The second letter was from another Slytherin that forgot to put a name down. The third was from another person that had forgotten to put a name down that was from Gryffindor. And the fourth was from her dear cousin Sirius and best to become boy friend, friend. Bellatrix wrote a letter back right away to say that she would love to go to the ball with him and went to the entrance hall to see if she could find a Griffindor to give it to.
Bellatrix could only find Peter Pettigrew, but she guessed it would be better than nothing.
'Peter', she shouted, and Peter looked up straight away and gave a little smile as he noticed Bellatrix.
'I want you to give this note to Sirius', she said, and Peters smile faded away noticing the note in her hand was for Sirius.
'Are you ok?', asked Bellatrix looking at Peter.
'Yeh, I'm fine', he said in a little twitchy voice that could have come from a mouse, or, a RAT!
'Why did it happen? Why?' Bellatrix sobbed into her pillow, 'Why did I have to kill him? Why did it have to be Sirius?'
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20 years earlier
'That transfiguration lesson was sooo hard' cried Narcissa as they came out of transfiguration 'Thank god tomorrow's a holiday and then the day after that is the Yule and I'm going with luscious' said Narcissa dreamily.
'Is that all you can think about? Going to the Yule ball with that git' Bellatrix said 'Thank god I'm not going with anyone, besides I thought you said you were going to ask James Potter to the Yule ball?' 'Yeh, I was until I found out he had already asked that lily girl, oh well at least I get to go with Luscious' Narcissa replied.
'Hello, I would like my sister back please, you know, the one that use to hate Luscious Malfoy!' Bellatrix said, 'I just don't understand how you could like him, he is such a git!'
'He is not a git!' shouted Narcissa and Lucious, who had heard Narcissa shout, looked up.
'Yes he is! He is a worthless little git and I can't believe my own flesh and blood likes him!', shouted Bellatrix. Now Lucious knew they where talking about him, so he came over to them.
'What are you two shouting about?', he said in his cold dark voice.
'We were shouting about you, Malfoy and how much a git you are', said Bellatrix with a little smile on her face, but Lucious just looked distraught.
'HE IS NOT A GIT!', shouted Narcissa, stamping up and down.
'Why, thank you Narcissa, do you want with us?', asked Lucious, holding out his arm. Narcissa gave a little girlie giggle and took his arm. Bellatrix just walked away, heading to the Slytherin common room.
'Wolf's bane', she said and the entrance opened. Her best friend Martyn was sitting in the seat nearest to the fire, and was holding four envelopes all addressed to Bellatrix.
'What've you got there Marty', Bellatrix said using Martyn's baby name.
'Letters for you Baby bell', replied Martyn, now using Bellatrix'es baby name.
'Don't call me that!', shouted Bellatrix.
'Don't call me Marty then!', shouted Martyn, now standing up and looking down at Bellatrix. 'Letters for you', he said, sitting back down, 'Two from Slytherin and two from Griffinder', he said handing them over.
'Who from? I mean, who gave them to you? I mean, what were the names of the people who gave them to you?', said Bellatrix making sure Martyn couldn't mix up her words and annoy her which he was good at.
'Can't tell', he said with a grin on his face, 'I made a promise.'
'You're a slytherin, Break the promise!' said Bellatrix, trying ever so hard not to get annoyed.
'I keep my word', he said, still grinning.
'Ok then', started Bellatrix going up the stairs to the girls dromatery, 'Promise me that little Marty will go to bed at his bed time and snuggle up to mister cuddles'
'Don't call me Marty and, do not insult mister cuddles!', Martyn shouted up after her.
Bellatrix opened the letters, and they were all asking her to asking her to the yule ball. The first letter was from snape, who had been said to have fancied her from the moment he saw her. The second letter was from another Slytherin that forgot to put a name down. The third was from another person that had forgotten to put a name down that was from Gryffindor. And the fourth was from her dear cousin Sirius and best to become boy friend, friend. Bellatrix wrote a letter back right away to say that she would love to go to the ball with him and went to the entrance hall to see if she could find a Griffindor to give it to.
Bellatrix could only find Peter Pettigrew, but she guessed it would be better than nothing.
'Peter', she shouted, and Peter looked up straight away and gave a little smile as he noticed Bellatrix.
'I want you to give this note to Sirius', she said, and Peters smile faded away noticing the note in her hand was for Sirius.
'Are you ok?', asked Bellatrix looking at Peter.
'Yeh, I'm fine', he said in a little twitchy voice that could have come from a mouse, or, a RAT!