This is my first story on this site, so please bear with me while I manage out the kinks.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Harry Potter story characters, other than my own OC. The plot, however; is entirely mine.
This is a story I had worked on before but ended up discarding before I learned the potential of the world of fanfiction. Hopefully it still turns out good. I know the first chapter is short, my prologues usually are. Bear with me, though, the others won't be this bad...
All feedback is welcome, except that of the destructive kind. Try to build, not destroy.
Harry Potter: The Next Generation by Lisassa
The sky exploded with thunder, lightning setting it ablaze. One could hear the waves crashing against the rocky shore, being the only thing to distract you from the screams. It is said the castle of a prison itself can drive you crazy. Maybe it can, but it had no effect on Bellatrix Lestrange.
Being already crazed, Bellatrix merely sat in the middle of her dank, rotting cell plotting her vengeance on the world. A smile crept upon her face as she thought of the child she bore. Thanks to her master, she kept his semen stored safely until the right time came.
It wasn't that he had doubts about the foolish child, he simply wanted to plan for everything. Bile inched its way up her throat at the thought of the boy who defeated her master. One day her child would raise up and smite those who stand against her.
Her thoughts drifted to her pawn, her own flesh and blood. Bellatrix relished the day she would be free to rein hell. After all, a child borne of Bellatrix Lestrange and Lord Voldemort had to be nothing but pure evil.