Chapter 1
Lucius had just entered the dinning room it was dimly lit with a large African black wood table in the middle of the room. Most of the followers sat around the table, they sat a few spaces away from the man who stood at the head of the table. Their faces were filled with anxious expressions.
"My lord." Lucius said with a tremble in his voice.
"Sit." The stern voice of the man he had addressed walked over to a window, he looked out to the bleak surroundings of the manor. He walked back to the head of the table looking towards his followers who gave him their full attention. "We will soon be joined by the most loyal of you, the one who never gave up hope, they stood by me, they suffered for me, and they definitely believed far more than some of you. " Voldemort glared at certain men who were sat before him, his snake like tongue licking what you could call lips.
As he finished speaking he waited for a response from his cowardly followers only to be disturbed by the sound of faint cracking coming from the foyer, it was followed an earth shattering scream.
Narcissa was the first to move from her seat next to her husband, running out to see what had happened in her house. The dark lord got up, he followed Narcissa's path with Lucius following a step behind. Their line of sight fell to the floor, "Bellatrix.". Her name slipped of Narcissa's tongue in a sort of whisper.
She was bleeding, she had never seen her sister look so disheveled she looked like she hadn't eaten in weeks, the years in prison had not been kind to her she looked nothing of what she once was. Narcissa was the first to notice her sister had been splinched all the way up her left leg, She gasped finally breathing. She just lay there, blood everywhere.
Narcissa was an experienced healer, it took her a little while for her shock to change into worry. She ran over to her sister. "Don't worry Bella I will fix you, please just hold on." she said worry clear in voice. "Lucius please help me get her upstairs, I have to try and stop the bleeding." She shrieked towards her husband forgetting her other company.
Before Lucius could comprehend what his wife was asking Bellatrix was already floating towards the stairs, the dark lord's wand guiding her way yet he looked down at Lucius with a disgusted look making him scramble up behind her. Her painful groans vibrated of the walls with every step he took.
Once they were upstairs Narcissa opened the first door that they reached, she waved her wand lighting the candles in the room. The room was large with a mahogany four poster bed decorated in black and green silk sheets, heavy black curtains fell from the ceiling hiding the long glass window only letting in a small amount of moonlight. The snake like man dropped Bellatrix on the bed leaving without a word, the loss of blood had caused her to pass out.
Narcissa stood beside her bedside looking at her as her head filled with the many questions she had for her. This was her sister, her Bella and she couldn't believe it had been 14 years since she had seen her, she pulled herself out of her thoughts to tend to her. Stopping the bleeding was easy, it was getting fluids into her that was going to be a problem.
Narcissa knew she needed to get her to drink a blood replenishing potion but her current state was making that impossible. Narcissa had forgotten how much she had missed her, they were so close as children. She missed spending the night with her, when they were teenagers. Once they were married they couldn't spend as much time with each other, Narcissa had thought she was lonely until she was imprisoned in Azkaban, then she realized just how wrong she was. Her husband had his mistress and hadn't payed her any attention after Draco was born and nothing changed in those 14 years. She was relieved her sister was home so she wouldn't have to be alone anymore or at least she hoped.
Again she was pulled out of her thoughts by a soft moan from the woman in on the bed. She picked up the potion before sitting beside her. "Bella I need you to drink this." she softly told her. She helped Bella sit up slightly with her unoccupied arm. She lifted the vile to her lips pouring so she could drink the potion. She mumbled something incoherent after she swallowed before she fell back to sleep.
Narcissa knew she needed her rest she could imagine how little sleep her sister had got in that cold cell surrounded by Dementors for the last 14 years. Narcissa got up quietly making sure not to wake her sister. Walking out the room she glanced back one more time to make sure she was still sleeping . She closed the door quietly jumping a little as the lock fell into place, she turned and made her way down the stairs.
The dark lord stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting for news on his most loyal follower. "How is she?" He asked trying to sound concerned but everyone knew he couldn't feel anything anymore.
"She is stable and sleeping but it is going to take a while to get her back to her old self my lord." She bowed her head slightly at the man who filled her body with fear. He walked away with out another word leaving Narcissa to let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding.
Narcissa walked back into the dinning room , the death eaters which now included 3 more who were also locked in Azkaban were sat at the head of the table stuffing there faces and badgering her house elves for more. Narcissa just wanted them out of her house so she could be alone she wanted to be back up there with the woman who needed her not a bunch of men, but being the proud pure-blood wife she was she wouldn't turn away her guests instead she took the empty seat by her husband. They were talking about something that didn't concern Narcissa so she tuned their voices out.
"... Alright?"
"Narcissa are you listening to me?"
"Sorry Lucius I'm just worried about Bella."She tuned him back out, she didn't want to listen to her husband talking in her ear she was too busy thinking about her sister.
Bellatrix opened her eyes trying to figure her surroundings. She jolted up right groaning as her muscles tightened at her movement. She found herself looking around the room, it looked familiar but she couldn't remember why.
Pushing herself up ignoring the pain that spread through her body, she swung her self round putting her feet on the cold wooden floor. She tried to stand up but her wounded leg couldn't take the weight causing her to immediately fall over "FUCK OW." She hissed through clenched teeth.
She looked down at her leg and saw the healing wound already beginning to scar, she traced it with her finger as a demonic smile crossed her face. She got herself up again using the bed and then a dresser to help her hobble to the covered window. Once Bellatrix was stable in front of it she grabbed hold of the curtains opening them looking over the familiar grounds, it all came back in that moment. She was at Malfoy manor, she had been here the night before she got sent to Azkaban.
Flashback
"We have to find him!" She frantically screamed at Narcissa's husband, Narcissa had never seen her sister so deranged. Bellatrix was pacing she ran her hands through her unruly hair. "Lucius we have to go find him NOW!"
"What is your plan, to go knock down every door and find him? We need to be smart the aurors are going to be coming after us all if they find out he is gone." Lucius tried to calm her and change her impulsive plan.
Bellatrix screamed she couldn't just do nothing, she had to help. she needed to find him. She needed him back, she was nothing with out him and everyone knew it. She had to find a way to get to him. she couldn't think straight. "The order member's will know where he is I will go 'question' them. I WILL FIND HIM." Before anyone could say another word she turned on the spot and disappeared into a cloud of smoke.
Bellatrix was pulled out of her memories when she heard the door open, before whoever it was could walk in she had raised her wand. The door opened a little more, enough that she could focus on where her spell was intended, she had screamed an unforgivable curse with out even thinking yet the words felt like a drug on the tip of her tongue. The body lay lifeless on the floor he had landed on its stomach so she couldn't see their face. She stalked over to the body, her body has done too much but she fought the need to sleep. Her eyes wild and a crooked smile on her face as she pushed over the body with her barefoot. She saw his distant lifeless eyes , it was her husband she had just killed. A loud cackle escaped her lips, she looked down at him and felt wild again. Like her self again.
Her body finally gave into the darkness that overtook her.
