Hello once again people ! As requested by you I have done Bellatrix this time

And I am terribly sorry for updating the unedited version in the first chapter...and hence lots of thank yous to people who reviewed...I will update the edited version soon.

And just in case anyone is not aware Bellatrix...according to the Cursed Child had given birth to Voldy's daughter before the trio was captured and taken to malfoy manor...this being said enjoy!

Bellatrix Lestrange

She was breathing hard , although she had no idea as to what the reason behind her ragged breathes was. She looked around herself , seated in the hall of the Malfoy Manor trying to control her rapidly beating heart, a large ornate mantle piece made of marble stood grandly, complimenting the dark purple walls of the room. There had been a magnificent crystal chandelier hanging from the high ceiling a few weeks prior to the present day that had been shattered in front of her when not for the first time she had failed him. Although it had not been the first , it had certainly been the worst.

She looked at her pale hands, where the bruises of the glass that were all over her body, were clearly visible. She had forbidden her sister to heal any of them , they were the marks of her failure , a reminder of the disappointment and fury she had seen in those red slits that enthrall her like nothing else. She thinks this might be the reason of her anxiety, the prospect of feeling those slits on her again for the first time since that day when he had punished all of them. He had summoned them all today , the giants , the werewolves , the snatchers , the Death Eaters and her because she refused to think herself as equal to those fools , she was more than that, much much more than that . It was time to show her loyalty and passion , it was time to fight.

She still remembers their tryst, the feel of his weight upon her, the harshness of his breath and words , the ghost of his fingers upon her unsuspecting body, and the absolute control he had shown during those times to bring himself pleasure...It had started during her initial days as his Death Eater , young and eager to please the Dark Lord she had devoted herself to him completely and irrevocably. She had thrived in the secrecy and excitement of it all...a pleasure like no other had coursed through her body , filling every inch of her with it. She smirked to herself thinking of those uninhibited moments when her name had fallen from those ghostly lips...Bellatrix.

A sharp piercing noise which still made her nauseous and her nostrils to flair with fury filled the silent air...clenching her fists and gritting her teeth she made her way to the adjacent room , the source of the horrible noise because try as she might , she could not breathe if it continued to deafen her ears. Stopping at the door she pulled out her wand and flicked it in the general direction where a cot stood and immediately the house was again plunged into an eerie silence and Bellatrix Lestrange turned away from the cot and lay a shaking hand on a nearby stand to steady herself. These kind of sounds had always annoyed her , she always used to place her hands on her ears tightly whenever any siblings of hers had made it in her maternal home , she had once slapped Sirius when he had cried after she had chopped his muggle band and the mudblood lover had said 'the world is a round place Bella'...flinched when Draco had made it when she saw him for the first time but this...this one made her positively murderous

It was the sound of a crying brat

And this was her crying fucking brat..

Bellatrix hates this abominition , that she gave birth to two months ago , it was a proof of the life she had had...a violation of the secrecy which it had contained that thrilled her to no end and the reason she had avoided the everyone since it had become apparent that she was carrying this useless creature inside of her.

Bellatrix couldn't help but think of Andromeda and how that blood traitor bitch had given birth to that mudblood's sprog...it had done her no good , marrying the mudblood and being blasted of the sacred Black Family tree...Bellatrix had always thought that Andromeda was a good for nothing bitch who had taken her practically royal blood for granted but then why for fuck's sake had she done to deserve a life with the person she chose?... Cissy had told her that the child ( she had called the brat) would bring her nothing but utter joy to which she had laughed on her face...and told her to fuck herself and Cissy , ever the rock had just shook her head and left the room promptly. Not that she had ever cared much for her too , and frankly she should have been practically worshiping Bellatrix...after all she had done so much for her , taught her no good son the weapons to success ,and had so many times covered after that fool Lucius' lazy arse...but what did Cissy know? She had been served everything on a silver platter after all...

And where had Bellatrix been?

Married into a pureblood household to Rodolphus Lestrange...and had a failed marriage. Her only relief had been that he was also a supporter of the Dark Lord and that she had at least made a pure, respectable marriage...even if just for the sake of pretending...she had never even tried to make an effort in that alliance for she had already been consumed by the burning desire that the Dark Lord had instilled in her. It had never been love for her...It was such a cheap and degrading word for the inferno in which she burned herself day and night for the man she desired above all. Passion like a hurrricane had swirled inside her whenever he had been in her vicinity...always always craving the touch that extinguished the fire and yet paved one all at once.

Thinking she had calmed herself enough...she had turned only to be greeted by the sight of that abomination crying itself to death , its cheeks red with suffocation and fat tears leaking out of its eyes. Bellatrix could have turned and walked out , but something something stopped her and she just could not...so instead she pulled her wand once again and levitated it and after spinning the brat gently (something she had never done) which evidently had pacified it, she placed it once again in her cot and removed the silencing charm...thinking about where the hell was Cissy , honestly didn't these people knew the meaning of punctu-

She heard a noise

The brat was giggling

It was apparently fucking amused , raising its chubby fists in glee...her skin and features so like her mother's . Bellatrix let out a shaky breath and raised her hand to touch her cheek but stopped herself just in time, NO...she could not touch this chi-...abomination with her fingers...it was nothing to her...she was a woman on a mission , she had to kill , torture and make people plea with her because it gave her the sense of power , the superiority and the praise from him that she craved so so much...

She craved it like oxygen...and today when he would conquer , she would be by his side , he would reward her...yes, yes he would...and that is why even she tortured and killed thousands of people , it would be worth it...it would always be worth it , because she had survived everything just for him...she had killed and...tortured nameless , useless scum and even had been to Azkaban with her chin raised high...and proved herself his best devotee time and again and today she would do it again...she would restore it and she would laugh ,laugh at all those people who thought they were better than her...and with this thought Bellatrix Lestrange left the room , her eyes filled with a sadistic glint and devoid of the emotion she had shown mere moments ago.

And when she died, her last thought was not Voldemort , not her daughter or her sisters..it was her cousin that she had hated all her life , whom she had tortured and fought brutally and had eventually murdered , just like how she was dying now...It was Sirius Black...and the thought two people so unlike could have the same death...the world is round place...indeed...she had almost laughed a shocking laugh at the absurdity of it all... and then Bellatrix Lestrange was no more.

Phew! Just so you know Bella is a bitch to write...her mind is twisted beyond normal levels and to portray her maternal side has been hell...so please please review..yeah?

Cheers!