Just a new idea that popped into my head. Review and let me know what you think. If enough people like this little bit I'll continue the story. Enjoy this little preview of Black Widow


Bellatrix Black was never one to behave; she always felt that obedience showed weakness. She was the untamable, unstoppable, raven-haired beauty of Slytherin. Her

lineage and blood purity made her desirable, but her goddess-like appearance made her unapproachable. She was perfectly content to have the boys tripping over their own

feet in order to impress her. She always laughed at their pathetic attempts to win her attention, and every now and then she would toy with the emotions of a few unlucky

suitors. Whichever poor soul she had happened to select would be in for a few hours of pure hell before she decided to release them, her favorite way to torture the

unfortunate ones even back then was by Cruciatus. Not one of the boys had the nerve to say anything about her using an Unforgivable; they just crawled back into their

lives of misery and rejection. This was how everything went whenever it came to Bellatrix Black's love life; she was like a black widow waiting for her next victim. However,

Bella just referred to it as weeding out the weak from the strong. She enjoyed her little games that she played, that is until she met him.

He was Rodolphus Lestrange, the respectable (and insanely gorgeous) pureblood heir to the Lestrange fortune. One look at him and Bella could feel the electricity surge

through her body. He was the epitome of handsome with his tall, broad, muscular physique; raven colored locks that rivaled her own, and piercing blue eyes that could very

well see into her soul. He was everything that Bella had ever dreamed of. His family was well-known throughout the pure-blood society; they were almost as revered as the

Black family. If she were to look up the definition of perfect Rodolphus' picture would be there. Bellatrix took one look at his Adonis-like physique and decided that Roddy

Lestrange was going to be her next victim.