A/N: Hey a quick change to this story as I'm attempting to obliterate the typo's and wayward grammar!

Again all genius is JK Rowling at her best, no infringement intended!

Pre Hogwarts: Six Years Old

"What are muggles and muggle-borns alike Bella baby?" Her dad Cygnus picked her up and swung six year old Bellatrix Black around their parlour.

"They're disgusting and an … abonim… abomination to nature." She grinned at him.

"Well done my darling." He swung her high into the air, laughing as she did.

"Look daddy I lost a tooth!" She poked the gummy hole.

"Cygnus. Stop being so childish." Her mother scolded from the doorway.

He stopped abruptly and put Bellatrix down.

"That's not how we behave now is it Bellatrix?" Her mother stood, a formidable woman, hands on hips.

"No Mother…" Head bent, hands behind back, shoulders straight; the demure pure blood girl.

Second Year: 12 Years Old

A confident Bellatrix Black swaggered down the train corridor, occasionally hexing the odd Gryffindor who dared to get in her way. She was the only one of her sisters at Hogwarts. Bellatrix, though only her second year had quite a reputation building. She was notorious in Slytherin; her reputation was one of pure blood and money – the Blacks were a renowned pureblood family. Every other pureblood family couldn't wait to see how the three sisters would turn out, they were good for marriage after all, the ultimate trophy.

She sat down in her carriage flicking her wayward black hair behind her ear, curling her little pet adder round her fingers.

"Hey Trixie." A sickly sweet voice called from the corridor. Her furious black eyes turned to stare at the intruder.

"Bartemius" she hissed.

"Hi Trix." He grinned and flopped down right next to her, practically on top of her as he snuggled up and made kissy noises.

"Get off me you loser." She pushed him to the floor. He cackled and pulled himself to the chair opposite.

"What do you want?" She grumbled, dusting her robes off.

"That boy, Tom Riddle… the one you fancy…" He grinned a nudged her with his foot. She said nothing. "Yeah him… he wants to hang around with us when this term starts. I told him what carriage we're in, he told us to join him in his carriage."

"Barty, I'm not going to go running to him." She examined her finger nails.

"Running to who?" A caramel smooth voice at the doorway laughed.

Barty burst into laughter.

"No-one special." Bellatrix said smoothly as Tom Riddle Jr made himself comfortably beside her before extending a hand.

"Tom Riddle Jr, nice to meet your acquaintance, I've heard a lot about you."

"I've heard a lot about you to" Bella smiled at him wickedly.

Fourth Year: 14 Years Old

"Bella you up for a little fun today." Tom smiled at his fourth year friend... fourth year girlfriend.

"Depends…" She lay back over his legs in the summer sun. "Is it fun like we had last night or fun with a bratty little kid?" She stretched her arms upwards to his body, fiddling with his tie, tugging him down.

"No naughty, I was thinking we skip out tonight and have a picnic." Tom laughed as he freed his tie. "For your Birthday." He grinned down at her.

She pouted at the lack of hurting students but her eyes lit up at the thought of a moonlit picnic. She sat up, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth.

Sixth Year: 16 Years Old

"Lestrange. Go away I don't want to be near you!" Bellatrix screamed as Barty held her back in the corridor. Tears poured down her cheeks.

The love of her life Tom had walked away from her once this … scum had spread rumours that she was going out with him instead.

"Bella hold it." Barty struggled as the anger maddened witch was using all her screaming force to try and kill Rodolphus.

"NO! HE'S RUINED MY LIFE!" She reached for her wand which her sister Narcissa quickly took from her, the sixth year student was adept at cruel and punishing spells.

"Barty let's get her out of here." Andromeda yelled and grabbed her sister's arms, dragging her away.

Seventh Year: 17 Years Old

"Bella honey, Tom won't forget you. Ever." Narcissa tried to soothe her sister who laid crumpled on her bed clothes openly weeping. It was the last day of the seventh year. Tom had packed and left, as soon as possible.

"It's not just that Cissy…" She pointed a finger at a scrunched up letter without moving her head.

"It's from mother…" Andromeda hesitated.

"Dromeda… just read it." Bella screamed.

"'Dear Bellatrix,

We are pleased to say that we have met with the Lestranges and with much negotiating with the fine family, we realised that joining our families is the best idea, as the eldest, the responsibility falls to you for that betrothal.

Congratulations. Rodolphus is a fine man and would make a wonderful husband.

We have agreed you shall be married at eighteen.

Much Love

Mother and Father.'"

"Oh my god. Bella baby." 14 year old Cissy smoothed her wild tangle of black hair.

"I'll hex him myself." Dromeda accio'd her wand, a harsh look twisting the features on the middle sister.

"There's no point. I've hurt what little is left of Tom, might as well go the whole way." She sniffed. "I will never love Lestrange." She wiped her eyes. "How do I look?" She turned to smile at her sisters.

"Like you wanna kill someone?" Andromeda suggested.

"Good I do; my fiancé." Bellatrix spat, straightened her robes and stared at the door with hatred.

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