This is set during the final battle. Pretty much immediately after the Dark Lord is killed. It's set in a way in which Bellatrix is still alive when the Dark Lord dies. Enjoy:¬) (Warning: Contains fictional childabuse.)

Summery:

Bellatrix has been hidding her last resort for a whie now. (Many people who call what she was hidding a 'secret weapon'. ) Including during her time in Azkaban. She hid it from everyone. Apart from the Dark Lord. She proudly showed him it's power and pretenshol after she escaped from her imprisenment. Now it was time for her to show it to the young wizard. The Ledgendary Harry Potter!

Chapter 1: The Dark Lord and Agata.

Bellatrix was nearly shot because of her wandering mind. Her Master and the Potter boy starting their duel of death had distracted her eyes. Bellatrix took to the air in a rush as Molly Weasely fired another spell at her. Bellatrix dodged round, away from Molly Weasely and any other eyes. Eyes from either side, be they Death Eater or Hogwart Student/Teacher.

Bellatrix was not a coward, but she was cleaver.

She kept her self hidden high in a corner of the Great Hall in the deepest and darkest shadows to make it seem she was gone. To trick them. Any minute now, she would sweep down and Molly Weasely would be no more. Bellatrix spotted her change.

Then. Suddenly, she heard something. It rang though her head and it wouldn't stop. It was her Master. Her Master was screaming out as he was hit by his own spell. He was dying. Dying right before her very eyes. Bellatrix could not hold back. "MASTER!!!" Bellatrix screamed. She swooped down to his side. "MASTER! Master, My Master…" Her voice getting weaker and weaker though, what she believed people called, tears.

His cat like eyes where fading into white nothingness. His breath was leaving him, his stone cold heart. Stopped.

"NOO!!" She screamed at the top of her voice. What was left in her nearly empty ribcage was breaking. What ever it was that was pumping the blood around her body was falling apart. Bellatrix had never felt such pain and suffering in her life. "No!" She shouted again. She felt some ones hand try and pull her away from him. She knew who it was. "Get away from me Potter!" She snarled at him and knocked his hands off her. "Bellatrix, he's dead! You've got to except that!" Harry replied trying as hard as he could not to shout. "Shut up Potter! The Dark Lord is never dead! He shall live in me!" Bellatrix paused. A sly smile swiped over her mouth. "I know how he can live on!" Harry froze. Suddenly he was afraid that she wasn't just playing with him.

"Child!" Bellatrix yelled into the shadows. Nervous eyes peered into the Great Hall. The pale green eyes came forward and revealed a young girl. Younger than Harry. She seemed scared and nervous. The girl looked unhealthy and week. She was pale and had a deep scar engraved over her forehead, which skimmed though her eyebrow and just over the top of her left eye. The rest of her was covered in a black Death Eater cloak. Bellatrix ushered the girl over to her. The girl took in a shaky breath and crept forward silently. She gave Harry a terrified glance and he could swear he saw her mouth 'Please help me!'.

"Don't talk to him!" Bellatrix snapped standing up and looking down at the girl. The girl flinched and shielded her face with one arm. The girl stared up at Bellatrix. Bellatrix grabbed the girl by her neck and dragged her up to the dead Dark Lord. Bellatrix threw the girl to the floor next to him. Bellatrix crouched down next to the girl and hissed in her ear. "Agata… Do it!" The girl called Agata sniffed, she was trembling, her eyes starting to fill with tears of fear. "I…" Agata stammered to quiet for Harry to hear. "I… I…" Agata's still quiet voice whispered. Her eyes were starting to spill over with tears.

"I can't!" She shouted tears spewing out of her eyes. Bellatrix hit Agata cross the face. She fell on to the floor crying both in pain and fear. "You little brat!" Bellatrix grabbed Agata's hair and pulled her back up to the dead body. "Do it!" Bellatrix shouted in Agata's ear, bring out her wand and pointing it at Agata. "No! Please!" Agata shrieked in fear. "Please! Don't!" Agata's breath shaky and her body week. "I'll do it! Just please don't torture me any more!" Agata was crying and trembling. "Then do it!" Bellatrix yelled at Agata.

Agata took out a small old wand. It was a deep black and looked poorly made. Agata struggled for breath. Still trying to regain her strength from Bellatrix's blow. Agata took in a deep breath. "Resur…" Agata started but didn't finish. Bellatrix pressed her wand to Agata's neck. "Agata!" She warned. "I'll kill you! You know that, don't you! I'll kill you if you don't do it NOW!" Bellatrix kicked Agata in the ribs. She flinched and started trying to regain her breath.

"Mother…" Agata whispered. Harry froze, his mouth hanging open. "Mother, I…" Agata tried to breath in but she couldn't. She tried a second time and she managed to get some air. "You what, Agata?" Bellatrix snarled jabbing her wand hard against Agata's neck. "I…" Agata trembled and couldn't speak. "Nothing?" Bellatrix said, surprisingly calm. Agata paused for a moment then shook her head. "Then do it!" Bellatrix shouted.

Agata was shivering all over her body and she pointed her wand at the corpse. "Resurrezione!"

The End... For Now!

To Be Continued!

Hope you liked! Be sure to R&R.

Chapter 2: Resurrezione coming soon!