Hello and welcome to my first story! So I always wondered how Bellatrix came to be one of Voldermort's most loyal follower. I do not own anything. J.K. Rowling my respect. This is just for entertainment purposes only.

His most loyal subject

Chapter 1

Bellatrix! Mother screeched like if she was saying something vile and unholy. Still I didn't leave my room, this was my sanctuary. No one can be allowed here, not even my own mother. Everyone knew better than to enter here. The last elf before Kreacher was killed instantly. Another shriek…ugh, and I know what she wanted from me. That pathetic excuse for a suitor was waiting for me downstairs. Filthy mudblood! He can fool my mother into thinking he is pureblood but not me. After we met, it was clear to me what he was, his appearance slightly handsome, pale, and raggedy, and no luster to his eyes only cold emptiness. The only thing hinting that he belonged anywhere was a ring with a snakelike s on his finger. I remember it unfortunately. He was the last person I would think to even look at…

Walking through Diagon Alley was getting on my nerves; you can't send an elf to Gringotts. Although my Kreacher is my puppet I still wouldn't trust him with my galleons. As kept pushing people out of my way, I pushed an old witch with a cauldron of dragon's blood and it covered my cloak. "You better clean this up with your tongue bitch…"

"Scourgify" He approached me so carefully and when he held my hand to kiss it, he barely held it with a swift stroke of his cold thin lips. I wanted to laugh at this man, send him off, humiliated so he knows better than to try and pursue a pureblood.

"Tom Marvolo "he spoke in a low voice. He said nothing else and looked at me quietly.

"Bellatrix Saiph Black" I returned most unwelcoming.

"Are you related to Miss Narcissa?" he asked with burning curiosity lighting up his eyes.

"She is my sister. What do you want with her? May I remind you that she is too young of age to be courting. She is merely 14! She is attending to her studies and mother would be mad to approve of this rubbish-

"Don't mean to be rude, but I have a cousin… attending your sister's school, Lucius Malfoy. I believe they are in the same house Slytherin. He fancies her from what I can tell."

"Ah Malfoy is it? Well, good family, good bloodline… (My sister would be stupid if she didn't end up with that boy.) "Well what does this have to do with me? What do you want? Get on with it, have things to do."

"I wish to… get to know you Miss Bellatrix, you are quite intriguing, and I need to see you again, can you please grant me that?"

I was taken aback, who was this man to tell me this? How dare he? He knows of my family name and still calls to see me again in the street like a common whore?

"I have no interest in seeing you again. Marvolo, I need someone more… should I say up to my level of ancestry? Mudbloods are not my type you see."

Tom's eyes enraged, but he simply said: "I am of pure blood and I can show you, but you will see me again….

Chapter 2

I was thinking of Tom. The way he presented himself was defiant to me, but it sparked a morbid desire to have him worship me. His threat seemed full of confidence, but he can't tell me what to do. As I was getting ready to go out, mother called me to her room.

"Bellatrix I was sent an owl today asking for my approval for you to see this boy named Tom Marvolo Riddle. He seems worthy…"

"I don't want anything to do with him" How is he getting his way? The man was persistent.

"Look at you, you are 18 and wasting your beauty and youth, we need to extend the bloodline and you know it. We have given you time to look for someone yourself. Hogwarts of course has its ways of manipulating and brain washing you into thinking it's alright to be interacting with filthy bloods, but none of that! Toujours Pur (always pure) my Bellatrix, always follow that."

"Mother, he is a mudblood himself why can't you see that? I would be the first one to have begged you to be with him, even to defy you if you wouldn't approve, but this isn't the case here. You have disappointed me so; I think you've been under the imperius spell…"

Her eyes began to gloss with a hint of tears forming, she stood up and…

I instantly fell to the floor and I couldn't move as she put her foot on my chest.

"Listen to me you spoiled bitch, your father is not here anymore to tend to your tantrums. You will be courting Tom; you will be courteous and accept him. He is a good match for you." She caresses my face and then smacks it. I wanted to kill her.

Crying, it doesn't solve anything. When my father died I cried until I could no longer do it. My tears didn't bring him back. My mother wept of course she was devastated, but she vowed to keep my father's bloodline to keep going. I see my mother now and I know I want to be her. She has shown me that being kind doesn't get you anywhere. People will step all over you if you don't have power. The greatest thing about power is that you have total control over everyone. Pain is the dessert. What more satisfaction than to see that you are getting your way? As I was free of the pertrificus totalus spell, I straighten up and smiled. I "thanked" my mother for teaching me a lesson and that I saw things in a better light.