Hello! Trix here! Just wanted to say that updates will probably come slowly due to an annoying monster called school. But hang in there! Yes, I know that Snape was not the smae year at HW as Bella but I need him for this story so bella is totaly younger than in the books.

Disclaimer FOR THE ENTIRE STORY: I don't own Harry Potter or anything attached to it. *big gasp* Yeah right...

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I stood looking out at the setting sun, but not really seeing it. There were too many thoughts in my head, each one screaming for attention. My whole life there had been a line seperating my life with others. Pureblood, mudblood. Rich, poor. Dark, light. Slytherin, Gryffindor. Evil, good. Guess which side I was on? But this year.... that line was blurring...

Shaking my head I turned away from the window. Me, Bellatrix Black, having doubts about which side of the war I was on. Yes....no! I don't know what to think anymore. I was to take the Mark this summer, officially joining the Dark Lord's side, and after that my arranged marriage to Rodolphus Lestrange, a rich pureblood of course. He was as interesting as a block of wood. As for the Mark.... I no longer knew my own emotions on the subject.

I'd heard stories from others about what joining His ranks was like. They said it was extremely painful, like the Crucius but focused on one spot on your arm. Some kids from Slytherin tell stories of what their parents are like after they come back from meetings. Broken and bleeding sometimes, sometimes totally unharmed and joyful at the activities of the night. The entire school had heard the rumors of what Death Eaters did to Muggle borns and Bllod Traitors. Most of them were true...

So here I stand, in my seventh year at Hogwarts, feeling confused. An entirely new emotion to me.

"Bella!!" Cissy pounded at the door."Come on already!"

I sighed. Now I had to go make the Black family enterance, something Cissy insisted me and her do at every meal. We would burst open the Great Hall doors, always arriving "fasionably late". I thought it was stupid. But every head would turn our direction and Cissy would bask in the glow of attention while I sneered at some poor first years. Then she would go take her seat by Lucius Malfoy, and I would go sit by Severus Snape, the only person I could have an intelligent conversation with, while Rodolphus tried in vain to get me to pay attention to him.

Oh well, time to face the music. I stalked to the door and exited, coming face to face with Cissy. She looped her arm in mine and we walked regally down to the Great Hall. I quietly pushed open the door, and (as expected) every head turned, minus Severus. He never did understand Cissy's flair for theatrics. Even those pathetic Gryffindors turned.

No one could deny that the Black sisters were beauties. Narcissa was tall, with silvery strait blond hair and light green eyes. She had a slightly curvy figure that made boys stare too long. I on the other hand, was somewhat of an opposite. While I too was tall, I had raven black hair that curled and had waves running through it. My eyes were coal black, and my face had sharp angles. In other words, we looked like supermodels.

I realeased myself from Cissy's grasp and made my way to Slytherin table, eyeing a second year who was seated across from Snape. He quickly scrambled up and I took his spot, sliding gracefuly onto the bench. Severus chuckled softly before resuming his bored look. He was the only guy in school who was immune to Cissy's looks and flirting, annoying her to no end. He might not be from a pureblood family, or be rich ,but he was hot. But while Narcissa talked to him for his looks, I talked with him for his brains. Severus was the only half-blood non-rich person my mother has ever willingly let me be on friendly terms with, but only because everyone knows he'll be joing the Darks Lord's ranks soon.

"Something funny Severus?", I trilled.

"No, nothing at all Bella.", He softly said."Only observing what an interesting year it's going to be." With that said he turned back to his food.

That it was. I was a prefect, due to be married and take the Mark. And I was having doubts. An interesting year it would be.

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- Bellatrix-Black-Forever