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Hopelessly Devoted
By: ChoCedric
When Bellatrix met Voldemort, something in her mind clicked together. Tom Riddle was very charismatic, and preached all the things that Bellatrix believes in. Her parents have always told her that blood purity is extremely important, and she wants to do right by her family. Never mind Sirius and his weak-willed ways; she will get him in the end. He's too reckless, too noble, too brave.
And indeed, she does. When Sirius laughs at the wrong time, she catches him off guard. How pathetic that her cousin is killed by a curtain. She tells her Lord what she has done, and a cold, high-pitched laugh escapes his lips. She is hopelessly devoted to him, her Lord and master; he is the only person she has really felt true emotion for. She went to Azkaban for him, suffered those long, agonizing years with the dementors. But she will loudly proclaim her allegiance, for he was the only one who completed her.
But being devoted to him got her at the end of Molly Weasley's wand. She is standing at the final battle, and her total lack of thinking caused her to laugh and taunt at an inopportune time, just like her dear old cousin. And she falls, she falls, she falls to the ground, the life leaving her in one great surge. Obviously, being hopelessly devoted did have its downsides. She hears her Lord scream as she falls, and then she knows no more.