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I'M BACKKKK! :)

I am so sorry for lack of updates on "Sparks". I sort of hit a wall with it and I felt I needed a backstory. SO HERE IT IS.

Back to Black! This has short snippets from "Here We Go Again" and has some revised parts, or more detailed pieces. It's how Bellatrix and Rodolphus fell in love, from first year, to the wedding(hence the title, "Back To Black", To show Bellatrix's path to becoming a Lestrange). I am going to elaborate on their summer after sixth year, and then end on the wedding(do you get it now? "Back To Black"? Pretty clever?)

(no it's not clever at all)

Okay and I was listening to two specific songs when I was writing this part, so here's the list:

"Enchanted" Taylor Swift, off of Speak Now.

"Already Gone" Sugarland, off of Love On the Inside.

(Yes, I do listen to a lot of country music)

I do have this partially planned out so look for an update in the week!

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The beginning

Eleven year old Bellatrix Black stepped onto the train, walking until she found an empty cabin. Her dark brown hair curled until the middle of her back. Her father had put her trunk away on the storage compartment, so she sat in a corner. Two Gryffindor's came into the cabin and sat across from her. They were only a year older. A young boy came in the room, about Bellatrix's age, his dark hair was tousled, and his brown eyes were soft and round, but gleamed with intelligence. He sat down next to Bellatrix and the train started to move.

"I'm Arthur Weasley." The older boy had ginger hair and green eyes. He grinned. "Hope to see you two in Gryffindor!"

"Unlikely." Bellatrix snarled under her breath.

"I come from a line of purebloods. I'm going to be in Slytherin no matter what." The boy next to her said smugly.

"C'mon Molly, let's go find another cabin." Arthur said standing up and opening the door, and leaving with the other girl. The boy jumped seats to sit across from Bellatrix. He smiled arrogantly at her.

"Rodolphus Lestrange" He said extending his hand to her.

"Bellatrix Black." She said, extending her hand. He kissed her hand, and she rolled her eyes, extracting her hand out of his.

"I've heard of Bellatrix Black. The pretty one? The witty Black sister?" He smiled arrogantly "I've heard of your family too. Aren't you pureblood Slytherins?

"Yes, but I don't flaunt it around blood traitors." She snapped, leaning against the wall. The boy had gone silent.

Later

Bellatrix Black stood in line. She was fourth in line to be sorted. She glanced behind her and saw the boy, Rodolphus, standing proudly in line. She returned her focus to Professor Slughorn who was reading out names.

"Alice Baltimore?" The blonde haired girl infront of Bellatrix walked forwards. The sorting hat sat on her head for a second before shouting out "RAVENCLAW!" The table decorated with bronze and blue cheered loudly.

"Bellatrix Black?" Slughorn read out. She walked forwards with her chin held up, her long black curls whispered with the sudden movement. She sat down at the stool and the sorting hat whispered in her ear.

"I sorted your parents. Your mother could have been a Hufflepuff, but she was loyal enough to her family to be Slytherin. And your father could have been Ravenclaw, with all his wit, but he was pure Slytherin. With you I see a mix of traits. You have Hufflepuff loyalty to your sisters. You're witty enough to be in Ravenclaw, but it all comes down to two dominant traits. Slytherin cunning, and Gryffindor courage." Not Gryffindor, Bellatrix thought to herself. "Not Gryffindor eh? You could be a great Gryffindor. But if you say so I guess you are SLYTHERIN!" The hat shouted the last word and cheers rose up from the Slytherin . She set the sorting hat down on the stool, proudly walking over to the Slytherin table sitting next to no one in particular. She watched the sorting until it came down the Rodolphus. He caught her eye and grinned at her. The sorting hat barely touched his head before yelling out "SLYTHERIN!" He grinned widely and made his way over to Bellatrix. She groaned inwardly, realizing she had to put up with a twit for the next seven years.


Two years pass

It was winter of third year. Rodolphus was walking with Bellatrix from Care Of Magical Creatures. Her dark hair was lose, and she wore a simple blue cloak over her clothes. Snowflakes dusted her raven black hair, and her pale cheeks had pink on them from the cold.

"Rod?" She asked, stopping right under the bridge leading into the courtyard. Rod's heart leaped into his throat. He never thought she could look prettier. She glanced up, then met his eyes. "You know you're my best mate right?" She asked him.

"Oh- y-y-yeah." His heart sunk to his stomach. "Why?"

"You wouldn't get mad at me for anything right?" She glanced up again.

"Like what?" All of the sudden twenty snowballs hit Rodolphus. Bellatrix laughed, and it rang out across the courtyard. "Black, I'm going to kill you!" She ran across the courtyard as fast as she could, into the castle, and down the dungeons. She was laughing the whole way.

"You can't catch up to me Lestrange!" Her sweet voice rang through the corridors. Rodolphus put on a burst of speed and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to a stop, and backing her up against the wall. Her dark eyes looked worried. "Rod." She said softly staring into his eyes. "What are you doing?" He remembered. She was just his friend. She wouldn't like him like that.

"Nothing, just thought I'd scare you." He gave her a reassuring smile, and let her go.

"You've been acting awfully weird." She walked away. "Maybe you need to go visit the hospital wing." He shrugged.


Three Years Later

He had seen her; at Platform 9 3/4, standing with her family. He hadn't seen her face, because it had been hidden by a midnight black cloak. He did wonder if she had changed since their fifth year. He watched as she let her little sister, Narcissa, hold her hand as they boarded the train, which snapped him out of his trance. He boarded quickly, for his family was not there to wave him off, for they were in France, and cut his vacation time short when he received his O.W.L's. He had done excellent of course.

As he walked, searching for Bellatrix, he noticed a lot of students populated the train. It must be the muggle's magic gene's waking up throught London. Pausing to let a couple of misbehaving third years know that Griffyndor had just lost ten points for almost setting him(a prefect) on fire. He took a step but bumped into someone. He was about to make another house lose more points when he noticed who was glaring at him.

It was none other then his target; Bellatrix Black. Her hood was down, and he could see her hair had gotten even more curlier then the year before. Her skin was a pale white, and looked like it hadn't seen the sun all summer.

"Better watch where you're going, Lestrange, or I may have to deduct some house points from Slytherin." she winked then slide open a cabin door and went in. He was dumbstruck for a moment, then followed in pursuit. He walked in just as her trunk was about to fall on her. He rushed over and stood behind her, pushing it onto the shelf, and his hand accidentally grazing her waist. She twisted around.

"What would I do without you Lestrange?" she smirked and sat on the bench opposite her trunk. He moved over to sit on the same bench but on the otherside.

"I don't know, Black, you would probably starve." he smiled a knowing smile as her fingers played with the hem of his pants, for his legs had been across her lap, but he shifted away as he said that. She began to pout.

"But, Lestrange, its cold over here now! Come back here and keep me warm!" she pouted. He leaned towards her, and her eyes glittered with mischevious glee as she leaned in. Just as they were about to kiss, the door banged open and the two leaped apart pretending to be interested in something else. It was Avery, and Rookwood. They were both Rodolphus's best friends, but they walked in whenever they felt like it. They began chatting about Quidditch, but throught the whole ride Bellatrix Black and Rodolphus Lestrange caught eachothers eye, and smiled a knowing smile.

AFTER DINNER

Rodoophus was patrolling the corridors, a prefect's duty after curfew. He hadn't gotten another chance to be alone with Bellatrix, but was hoping they might cross paths tonight.

His wish was about to come true.

As he rounded the corner he walked almost straight into Bellatrix. He noticed how close they were and suddenly knew it was now or never. He tilted his head down, and slowly closed his eyes. He felt his lips touch hers and it was the most amazing feeling in the world.


A month later

Bellatrix was walking through the castle. She was lost in her thoughts. After Rodolphus had kissed her, he had gone back to being her best mate. She found it awkward to be around him, because whenever she looked at him, she felt his lips on hers from that night. She didn't want to push him away, because he was her only friend in her year. There was a couple pressed against the wall in the corridor. They broke apart. The boy was facing her direction. It was Rodolphus. Bellatrix cursed under her breath.

"Furnunculus!" Bellatrix snarled pointing at the girl with the blue and bronze robes, and the long blonde hair. She began to break out in boils. Bellatrix stormed away, and footsteps followed after her.

"Bellatrix! What was that?" Rodolphus said. She ignored him. "We're you jealous that you're not the only female getting my attention?" He yelled at her. "Are you jealous of Alice?"

"Jealous?" Bellatrix whipped around. "I am anything but jealous. I'm furious, and frustruated!" She yelled at him. "You're my best mate, and you kissed me! How am I supposed to feel?" She snarled. "Then I see you go off and snog another girl, and I'm not sure whether to be happy for you or angry! Just leave me alone Lestrange!" She ran off, leaving him standing there.

For the next few weeks, Bellatrix stopped talking to her best mate. Everyone noticed the change in them, and stayed as far from them when they were in a room together.

Finally Rodolphus had gotten Bellatrix's attention.


A few weeks later

Bellatrix Black straddled the broom, hovering above the Quidditch pitch. She was looking for the golden snitch, wearing green and silver robes, her dark hair reached the small of her back.

"AND LESTRANGE IS GOING TO THROW THE QUAFFLE AND WEASLEY'S CAUGHT THE QUAFFLE, NO POINTS FOR SLYTHERIN THIS TIME." Before she knew it she was streaking down from the sky towards the referee. "And here comes the Slytherin team captain, Bellatrix Black, seeker, could she have spotted the snitch? No she's pulling up and talking to the referee and it looks like we've got a time out!" Bellatrix shot towards the middle of the pitch, to Rodolphus who was sitting there smugly.

"What the hell are you doing out there Lestrange?" She yelled at him, floating up in the air. "You're losing us the game! I picked you this year because you showed great promise as a chaser, but now I don't think so!"

"Maybe, it's a communication effort on the team?" He asked smirking at her. "Or maybe it's the captain's fault!" His dark eye's burned with rage.

"We are not talking about this on the pitch! Just aim and throw the Quaffle! Don't you want Slytherin to win the cup this year?" Bellatrix snarled twisting her broom away.

"I'll help win this game if you meet me out here tonight." He said calmly.

"Fine!" Bellatrix yelled then motioned to the referee that the time out was over.

Slytherin won that year, but Bellatrix still had to sneak out and meet Rodolphus. She slipped out the door, and down to the pitch. She sat in the bleachers, watching a figure zoom around the pitch, brake, reverse, and dive. It passed by her then braked, and stopped.

"You gonna hop on Bellatrix?" Rodolphus asked.

"No!" Bellatrix snarled.

"C'mon Black, it's just a broom ride!" Rodolphus grinned at her. He swooped towards her, hovering right next to her. She sighed and stood up taking his hand and he helped her on. He put his arms around her placing his hands on top of hers. She could feel his breath on her ear, his steady heartbeat, and she prayed he couldn't hear hers, for it was beating rapidly. They swooped around the grounds, over the forbidden forest, the game keeper's hut, Gryffindor and Ravenclaws' towers, the astronomy tower, and the headmaster's tower. They were hovering by the lake when Rodolphus braked. Bellatrix turned around, and Rodolphus pressed his lips into hers. The broom pitched down, and Bellatrix broke away with a shriek. Rodolphus flew towards the Quidditch pitch, stopping at the bleachers. Bellatrix hopped off, and Rodolphus did too. They walked back to the castle, and when they were going to go in, Bellatrix wrapped her arms around his neck, and they kissed, just as the door slammed open. Transfiguration professor, McGonagall, stood in the lights.

"Forty points from Slytherin each!" Bellatrix groaned under her breath as they were escorted back to their separate dormitories.

"Hey, Black, same thing tomorrow?" Rodolphus grinned at her from behind McGonagall. She rolled her eyes, going up the stairs and falling asleep in her four poster bed.


A/N

Are they going to go on a date? Who knows? (me!)

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