Hyaa!

Hope you enjoyed chapter 1 ^^

This chapter is from Bella's pov

I think her story is very relevant to Andromeda's and she has a knack for stealing the spotlight in my heart from time to time so... There you go.

Enjoy! ;p

_ sheyamiku

ALSO! : I'm not a hundred percent sure about the rating for this chapter because I'm not absolutely sure what is considered mild sexual themes or references and explicit so like... Just tell me if I should change it or put a warning or something because I don't think what's in this chapter is "explicit" but I don't really know so... yeah... Thank you 3


'Bellatrix Black!' Called a crackling voice a few feet from the girl in question.

Bellatrix looked away from her sister to find the owner of the voice. A sly smile appeared on her face at the sight of the thin, red-haired man waving his hand in her direction. Thorfinn Rowle. Standing straighter, she strutted towards him, eyes shifting from his bony figure to the stranger standing next to him. It was, in contrast, a tall man, broad-shouldered, perfect posture, looking down at the world around him with confidence and vague boredom. Reaching them, Bellatrix extended a hand. Rowle presented his for a polite shake but she pushed him away and, tutting disapprovingly, pointed at the glass in his hand. Sulking, he handed it to her silently.

'Glad to see you again, Rowle,' sneered Bellatrix, satisfied as she took a sip of the beverage. 'How long has It been already? One, two years?'

Rowle scowled. 'Less,' he said.

'And how have you been?'

'Oh, you wouldn't believe.' He answered with a smirk. 'How's Hogwarts without Junior and I to hold it together?'

'Better.'

He frowned at that. Bellatrix threw him a defying look, he opened his mouth to answer, then decided it would certainly not play in his favour. Instead, he turned to Andromeda, who had been incredibly silent until then, her eyes lost in the distance, as if she wanted anything but to be here. Smiling politely, he bowed his head respectfully.

'Andromeda, nice to see you too.' He said.

Andromeda raised an eyebrow and threw him an indecipherable stare. She opened her mouth to speak but Bellatrix did not give her the time.

'Yes, she's been standing here for quite a while already and you only greet her now.' She snapped, all her previous light-heartedness seemingly gone from her voice.

'I— ', stared Rowle, surprised by the sudden shift in attitude.

'Not to mention you haven't even introduced us to your friend here.' Bellatrix added, ignoring the man's confused mumbles.

The stranger in question raised a mildly startled eyebrow. His slick black hair impeccably combed backwards, his wooden cane of waxed ebony, his costly robes, richly ornate and layered with satin and velvet… Everything in him claimed his pureblood status but for the life of her, Bellatrix could not remember meeting him anywhere. Undeniably irked, she was even more annoyed by his lack of communicativeness. The glare she sent in his direction must have been reflective enough of her bad humour because Rowle immediately jumped at his friend's rescue.

'Of course. I was just waiting for the right time,' He said. 'This is Rodolphus Lestrange.'

Bellatrix raised an eyebrow. 'Lestrange?' They were a well-known family of excellent upbringing she knew. Still, the man in front of her rang no bell.

'Yes, you might know his father, Rufus Lestrange.'

Bellatrix threw a glance at her sister who nodded imperceptibly. Turning back to the boys, she raised her chin higher and granted them a gauging stare.

'Of course I know him,' she spat. She really did not, but according to Andromeda, she should have, so she might as well pretend. 'The one I do not know, is him.'

The so named Rodolphus smiled discreetly before taking a step in her direction, and bowing respectfully.

'It is natural you wouldn't,' he uttered in a deep gravelly voice that Bellatrix approved of right away. 'I did not attend Hogwarts. When I was six, my family moved to France. I studied at Beauxbâtons and came back to Britain with my father after I had graduated.'

Bellatrix smiled, extremely satisfied with what she had just heard. 'Sophie had promised there would be interesting people, but I had not expected her to hold up to her word.' She sneered.

Rodolphus took a step closer. 'I myself find you to be very interesting, Miss Black.' He said in his deep voice. 'Your family has quite a reputation, and I've heard many things about you.'

Bellatrix crossed her arms on her chest and stood with her hips swayed but her weight on one hip. 'All good things I hope?' She sneered.

Rodolphus smiled wolfishly. 'All to my taste,' he grumbled.

Andromeda shuddered and suddenly stood straighter.

'Oh!' She said, already half running. 'I see my friends over there, nice meeting you.'

And just like that she was gone, the disgusted grimace on her face seen only by Rowle who wore a similar one. Having nowhere else to go to and no desire to be so wilfully ignored, Thorfinn took a step closer between the two of them and put a protective hand on Rodolphus's shoulder.

'Don't you wonder why Junior is not here?' He asked Bellatrix to divert the subject.

'No.' Replied the girl before turning back to Rodolphus. 'So what do you do now that you are not in Beauxbâtons anymore?'

'I assist my father at the Ministry. He works in the Department of International Magical Cooperation. My family's ties to the French Ministry are strong and handy. We make for invaluable assets to…'

'Well Cadmus Avery Junior is currently in…' insisted Rowle stubbornly.

Bellatrix shot him a murderous glare. 'What are you still doing here?' She spat.

Just then, Sophie Gamp appeared. A glass in hand and a bright smile on her face she casually put an arm around Bellatrix's shoulder.

'So what's going on?' She exclaimed. 'Bella's meeting old friends and new?'

'Mostly the new…' Grumbled Rowle.

'Get this thing out of my sight.' Growled Bellatrix to Sophie who seemed to immediately catch on the situation.

'Yes, Thorfinn,' she said. 'Let Bella and Rodolphus get to know each other. It's the first time they meet.'

Thorfinn opened his mouth to protest but Sophie snatched him by the arm and dragged him away before he could do anything. Immediately, Rodolphus took another step closer to Bellatrix.

'I've met a lot of fascinating people ever since I came here.' He said in a low voice. 'My father has a lot of connections.'

Bellatrix threw him a glance, noticed how his eyes kept leaving her face, constantly going down to her breasts, and smiled wolfishly.

'Get me a glass of Firewhisky and then we can talk.'

His eyes widened. Naturally, just like any rich son of a noble pureblood family, he was not used to being bossed around by someone other than his parents. His eyes locked on hers, he must have been trying to identify whether she was joking or not, but the defying stare she gave him back and the mocking smirk on her lips seemed to indicate she was indeed very serious. Bellatrix watched with barely contained glee as the confusion in his eyes turned to doubt, that turned to resignation. Slowly, he stood straighter and walked to the nearest fridge. She had not expected him to give in so quickly. Anyone else would have at least tried to argue a little but he had obeyed immediately! A strange sort of exultation ran over her. When he came back, she took the glass for him, grabbed his arm and dragged him to the nearest sofa situated on the garden's patio. She forced him to sit down, making herself very comfortable on his knees. She knew her parents would be appalled at the vulgarity of her behaviour, even Andromeda would lose her usual composure and disinterest, but the knowledge made it all the more enjoyable.

'So what were you saying?' She drawled, smiling brighter as Rodolphus's eyes fell to her lips.

'I've met fascinating people.'

She took a long sip of her glass. 'People are fascinating only if they bring knowledge. What did you learn?'

A dark smile appeared on his lips. 'Much knowledge…' He whispered in his gravelly voice. She threw him a curious look, silently prompting him to continue. 'My working at the Ministry, with my father, has granted me a certain amount of privileges. For example, access to the Ministry's great library, and the right to meet some of my father's closest… Associates.'

Bellatrix remained silent, eagerly waiting for the rest. Seeing the curiosity shining in her black pupils, Rodolphus smiled again and craned his head to whisper in her ears.

'Dark magic…' He drawled.

Bellatrix felt goose bumps run over her body. She finished her barely started glass in one gulp.

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'What…?'

'I can't tell…'

'Tell me one spell…'

'It is magic too powerful…'

'Who taught it to you…?'

'My father…'

'Who taught it to him…?'

'The Dark Lord…'

Bellatrix pushed him away as he was leaving a trail of kisses down her neck. He tried to continue his affections but she did not let him.

'Who is he?' She asked. Rodolphus growled impatiently. 'Who is this "Dark Lord"?' She insisted.

'If you do not know now…' He started in a low gravel, slowly moving his lips to her ear. 'You soon will. Because once he wins the war, he will be our new ruler and the world will be changed…'

His deep whispers and breathy kisses had Bellatrix melt again. Straddling him, she grabbed the hair at the back of his neck and moaned as his hand travelled along her thigh.

'Who is he…?' She asked again, breathily.

Rodolphus put a kiss on her lips before answering.

'The most powerful wizard to have ever existed…' He whispered.

She shivered, goose bumps running over her body. Closing her eyes, she went in for another kiss as her hands roamed his strong, big chest…

'Bella!' Called a voice a few feet from the couple.

Bellatrix jumped as she recognised the sound of her sister. Frowning, she ignored her and turned back to Rodolphus.

'Go away, Andy…'

'Bella, get over here. We have a train to catch tomorrow.'

'Go away…'

'Is that the man you literally met four hours ago?' She exclaimed as the moon gave her a better look at the couple.

Rodolphus groaned. 'Is your sister always that annoying?' She growled.

Suddenly, as if caught by lightning, Bellatrix pushed him to the ground and in the same movement, stepped away from him.

'Hey!' He called.

'Get away from me you disgusting pervert!' She shrieked, lurching worryingly towards Andromeda who caught her in her arms before she could fall in a lump.

'How much did you drink?'

'Let's get to the tent…' Replied Bellatrix instead.

Throwing a disgusted look at Rodolphus who was rolling around meekly in the grass, she nodded and helped her sister across the yard.

'You met him four hours ago, Bellatrix…' She whispered after a while. 'You'll thank me later.'

'I'll thank you now,' managed her sister.

'You were all over each other.'

'He was saying… Interesting things…'

Andromeda raised an eyebrow. 'Like what?'

'I think I might throw up.'

That effectively diverted the middle child's attention and, as they lay down in the tent, allowed for the older sister to rummage with her newly acquired knowledge on her own. Except she never did because drunkenness called sleep in the second, leaving her no time to think, nor to see the worried, curious looks Andromeda threw her way.