Bellatrix Lestrange stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror. She barely recognized the woman looking back at her. Her face resembled a skull. Her once flawless skin was gaunt and gray; her wild black eyes were framed by black circles; her once silky locks were dry and tangled. She tried to smile, revealing two rows of rotten, yellow teeth.
Bella sighed. Where had her beauty gone? The woman looking back at her was merely a shadow of the striking woman she was fourteen years ago.
She glanced down at the Dark Mark on her left forearm. She had endured Azkaban and Dementors for her Lord and she had been rewarded for her sacrifice. She was the Dark Lord's most loyal servant. Appearances were nothing compared to being in his favour. A surge of pride coursed through her and she smirked at her skull-like reflection.
She would help the Dark Lord get rid of Potter. Together they would put Muggles in their rightful place. And she would help cleanse the wizarding world of filth like mudbloods and blood traitors. Blood traitors like her cousin Sirius and her idiot sister.
Bella glared at the woman in the mirror who so much resembled Andromeda. She hated her sister who dared shame her family by marrying a worthless, filthy mudblood. But it hadn't always been that way. When they were younger the two had been very close, almost inseparable...that is until Bellatrix became a Death Eater. Andromeda did not approve of Bella's actions, she was angry with her for killing a few useless Muggles. She didn't care about the cause and even dared insult the Dark Lord in front of her. Bella had tried everything she could to get Andromeda to understand the importance of the Dark Lord's cause, but her sister remained stubborn. And then she started dating that scum, Ted Tonks, and Bella had truly lost her.
Bellatrix shook her head in disgust. Her own sister, a Black, was a blood traitor.
Of course Bellatrix had severed all ties with her, but she had heard rumors that Andromeda had a daughter: a daughter who was an Auror.
Disgusting, Bella thought. Breeding nasty half-bloods.
Bellatrix would get rid of her daughter, she decided. She would get rid of all the dirt that tainted her family tree.