The Fall and Rise of His Best Lieutenants

This is my first fan fiction, please bear that in mind. This is after Deathly Hallows, with some flashbacks. I only own the character Alanna and some flashbacks are original. The rest of the characters, battles, names, place, and events (beside Alanna) are from the brilliant mind of J.K Rowling. Please R&R

Chapter One The Fall

Voldemort threw his head back in agony, screaming as Bellatrix fell to the ground, the victim of a curse that she had thrown against so many others.

As she fell, Bellatrix's mouth formed into a single word. No one else had seen it but Voldemort. And it was quite clear.

Alanna

He had been full of disbelief when Bellatrix first told him. She had been pale and shaking.

"My…My Lord?" she had asked.

Voldemort looked down at her. "What is it, Bella?" he tried to sound cold, not wanting anyone to know that this woman was his favorite.

But Bellatrix had not said anything. For once, she was not throwing herself at the Dark Lord. She was shivering and began to lose her balance.

Voldemort steadied her and helped her in a chair. "What is wrong?"

She looked up to him with tear-filled eyes. "You're a father."

Chapter Two Battling On

Voldemort flicked his wand back and forth, trying to focus. But he couldn't deny the sinking feeling that chilled him to the core.

Bellatrix? Gone? What am I going to do?

Students came at him, throwing pitiless curses at him, such as the Stinging jinx, Expelliarmus, Furnunclus, etc. But he just knocked them aside, throwing the killing curse very once in a while.

A Hufflepuff girl came at him, confidence brimming in her eyes, as she shouted, "Petrificus Totalus!"

He blocked it, and screamed, "CRUCIO!"

The girl withered in pain. With his wand in hand, he controlled her. He tossed it toward the wall, where the girl slammed and crumbled.

He stood over her, his eyes the crazed red color, as he gazed down. Voldemort raised his wand, anxious to finish her off.

The girl cowered before him, her black hair falling before her dark brown eyes. Voldemort briefly thought of Bellatrix, but left him immediately.

His wand pointed down at her, he took a deep breath. But he couldn't do it. The death of Bella had broken him.

Taking the girl by the collar, Voldemort looked her in the eye. She recoiled at the sight of his face. "Listen to me," he growled.

"If anyone asked, you barely dodged a killing curse from a Deatheater. Understand?"

She nodded, tears trailing down her face.

He dropped her and ran off, in pursuit of Lucius.

Chapter Three Remembering the Past

Voldemort couldn't stop remembering his and Bella's past. When he had called the Lestranges from Azkaban, Bellatrix had come with no restraint at all. But her husband…her husband had been harder to convince.

That's why she left him. As far as Voldemort knew, her ring and marriage she left in Azkaban. But he knew that she wore her Dark Mark prouder then any wedding ring.

He first realized how much he missed her when she had thrown the Killing Curse at Sirius Black, her own cousin! She had laughed it off, as if she was nothing less than a school bully.

Harry Potter…oh that boy…he had cursed her; almost buckle in pain to one of the Unforgiveable Curses! But Bellatrix was strong and she mocked him.

He tried to deny his feelings for her. Everyone had said that He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named will never love, or never experienced it.

Chapter Four Confessing to Lucius

The Dark Lord descended into the battle, searching for Lucius Malfoy. Finally, he spotted him.

"Lucius!" he hissed, fatally injuring one of the teachers with a twist of the wand.

Lucius sucked in his breath. "What is it, my lord?"

"I need you to know something," Voldemort felt a sensation he had never felt before. Was it guilt? Or maybe nervousness? He definitely knew he did not like submitting to Malfoy, but he was his only choice.

He took a deep breath and told Lucius, "I have chosen an heir in case I don't survive."

Lucius blocked a jinx. "My lord, I am honored…"

"NOT you, Lucius."

"Who then? Bellatrix?"

"No someone more…unknown. Been hidden away for two years now…"

"My lord?"

Voldemort glared down at him. "I have a child."

Chapter Five The Truth

"When did this happen?"

Voldemort sneered at Malfoy.