Disclaimer: I don't own Sirius, Bellatrix, or any other part of the Harry Potter world. If I did, I'd probably have a much bigger pay check. And now, to begin...
Empty Competition
"I've won Bellatrix." Sirius stepped out into the empty corridor, confronting his cousin with pride in his voice.
"What are you talking about blood traitor?" she snarled back. "You have no family, no future- nothing."
They had just finished yet another leaving feast, as Sirius' sixth year at Hogwarts drew to a close, and Bellatrix said goodbye to the school forever.
"You had your chance you know. You could have been great..."
"What could you possibly know about greatness? What could you know about anything, tucked tight in Dumbledore's pocket? What do you think the world is? I have chosen the path that will get me the power I deserve, and I will follow that path through anything.
"I serve the Dark Lord, and I will be great. You will rot, and I will laugh."
Sirius was smirking, which only served to infuriate his cousin.
"You still don't get it, do you Bella? You've become a pawn- a victim. You join the Death Eaters, and you'll become just another faceless monster."
Her wand was out immediately, pointed directly at his heart. Her breathing was ragged and heavy, and the laughter died in Sirius' throat. When had that manic gleam appeared in her eye?
"I'm sick of you, dog. Tired of waiting for you to fulfil your loyalties to blood. I promise that I will watch you die along with the scum you call friends- mudbloods, werewolves, and blood traitors alike."
It was the first of many death threats Sirius would receive over the course of his young life.
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"I got you Sirius!" Bellatrix screamed hysterically into the empty room. "I got you and I win."
No Bella, he contradicted, chuckling softly in her ear. The game's not over yet.
"Yes it is! I killed you! You're gone!"
What did you kill Bella? A man, trapped and hidden? So? There is only so much pain to be endured by flesh...and now I am without pain. Thank you Bella.
"No! You're dead- I win!"
Just because I've left the game doesn't mean you get to stop playing...Bellatrix could feel her cousin's smirk fill the room, and rage overcame her.
"Shut up Sirius. You've lost. You have no power anymore!"
We'll see...
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She was dead. It was the first thing Bellatrix realized, and her instant reaction was anger. Had she truly succumbed to death? Had that blood traitor- that Weasley- really destroyed her victory?
Tsk, tsk. Poor Bella...died so young.
"What do you want Sirius? You still haven't won. The game is over, and I came up on top."
Really? Is that what you think? There were traces of pity in his voice now, angering Bellatrix beyond all belief.
"Yes! I've won! I will be honoured as the greatest of the Dark Lord's followers, and you will be remembered as nothing. Nothing!"
Voldemort has fallen. All that time wasted...it meant nothing. And what do you have to show for it?
"You lie!"
Never. As I am remembered by those who cared for me, you will rot, forgotten and fading into a history which no one wanted. You were a monster in life, and you will be a shadow in death.
"But I won! I won!"
Won what? All you did was cause pain- there are a lot of people on the other side waiting for you. None of them seem too happy.
Silent tears were flowing down Bellatrix's face as she whispered one last time: "But I won."
Welcome to your victory party
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A/N: I'm really not sure about this one, and I love to improve my writing, so I'd really appreciate it if you could include a rating from 0 to 10 with your review. Thanks!