12 Grimmauld Place was not the only abandoned house in the Black family. There was another. The home of Cygnus Black III and Durella Black nee Rosier. Parents of Bellatrix, Andromeda and Narcissa. The handle of the front door slowly turned, and the door creaked open. Andromeda and Sirius slowly entered the ruined house. A inch of dust covered every surface, the walls had holes big enough to squeeze through. The rancid Oder of mould forced itself into there noses.

"I promised myself that I'd never comeback here." Andromeda mentioned.

"I made the same promise about Grimmauld Place." Sirius commented.

Ever since Sirius had talked to Andromeda about Bellatrix, he had searched the entirety of Grimmauld Place for clues as to what caused Bellatrix to change. And only found a book on how to make betrothed couple love, or at least tolerate each other, but he already knew all of this. After three days of searching the house, Sirius went back to the Tonks' home, and persuaded Andromeda that they needed to go to the black sisters childhood home. Much to Andromeda's distaste. The plan was simple. Sirius would look through the books in the study and library, Andromeda checked for diaries in the bedrooms.

Sirius tried to open the double doors to the study only to find it was locked. Sirius gave a quick hum, before he took a step back and pointed his wand at the lock. "Bombarda."

With in an instant the point where the door meet was reduced to splinters and what was left flew open. The explosion had caused a shock wave that through dust into the air throughout the house. Andromeda soon stormed down the stairs. "Sirius, don't bring the house on top of us!" She yelled at him in annoyance.

"I wasn't going to." Sirius responded as if she was over reacting and walked into the study.

Andromeda groaned and headed back up the stairs. The floorboards creaked under Andromeda's feet as she approached Bellatrix's old room. Andromeda's heart began to pound against her chest as she opened the door. All of a sudden a memory came rushing back.

Flashback.

A 8 year old Bellatrix sat patiently on the side of her bed, holding glass jar of green cream. There came three small taps at the door. Bellatrix opened the door and a pair of arms wrap around her waist and a head press against her stomach. Bellatrix gently rubbed Andromeda's head, knowing her back would be to sensitive. "Come on..." Bellatrix cooed. "...Let's fix you up." Andromeda looked up to her big sister with teary eyes and snot hanging from her nose. Andromeda made a loud snorting sound as sniffed the snot back up her nose, causing Bellatrix to giggle. "Andromeda, that was so unlady like of you." She joked getting a little giggle out of Andromeda."

End of flashback.

Andromeda found multiple dairies belonging to Bellatrix and delicately picked one up and softly blew the dust off of it. She skimmed through it until she found the last log.

I just graduated from Hogwarts yesterday and tomorrow is my wedding day. This is not how I planned things to work out. My so called family is a mess! Andromeda and Sirius refuse to accept that this is our life, ad there's nothing we can do about it. They will be forced to serve The Dark Lord just like I have to. You know what hurts the most? I'm not going to lose Trixie again. I love Trixie, and I only ever got her back because of my time of Hogwarts. After I put this diary away, Trixie will die again. Then there only will be Bella.

Goodbye Trixie.

Goodbye Andi.

Goodbye Siri.

I'll miss you.

Love Bellatrix Black.

Andromeda closed the diary and blinked away her tears. She collected all of the diaries and shrunk them to fit in her pocket. She didn't need anything else. She knew what was wrong. Their parents have caused her to develop a split personality disorder.

As Andromeda walked don the stairs, she was hit with another memory.

Flashback.

A 8 year old Bellatrix sat on her legs on the floor. She held her hair in front of her , and the back of her dress was unzipped. Her back had strips of the green gel covering her back, with only small patches of skin still being healthy. 5 year old Andromeda sat facing her waiting for the signal to zip her back up.

"I want to run away." Andromeda announced with a mixture of pain and determination.

"You can't." Bellatrix responded. "You'll be caught and sent back, or even end up somewhere worse." Andromeda looked to the floor hopeless and defeated, when Bellatrix spoke again. "But I have figured a way out." She grinned. Andromeda gasped in delight. "Really!?"

"Shh, not so loud!" Bellatrix harshly whispered.

"Sorry." Andromeda whispered back. "Really?"

"Yeah. Mum and Dad want us to marry into other pure-blood families right? So all we have to do is marry into one of the nicer ones. We might not love the boy we marry, but we can at least be friends with them, right?"

End of flashback.

Andromeda entered the study and found Sirius stacking books from the shelf onto the desk. "We won't need those." Andromeda announced.

Sirius looked at his cousin in surprise. "You've found the cause?" He asked.

"Yes. But unfortunately it's not magic. It's Physiological. She has split personality disorder." Andromeda answered.

"Bugger." Sirius grumbled.

"The side you saw in Azkaban is called Trixie, and the monster is called Bella. Don't get them mixed up." Andromeda elaborated. "Her diaries should explain everything."

"Great, now let's get out of here. And when we comeback with Trixie, we'll burn the place to the ground." He mentioned as he left the study, leaving the books on the desk.

"So how do you plan on grabbing her? We can't help her while Bella's loose." Andromeda mention as they walked out the door.

"I'll do the same as I did in the last war. I'll hit them while their recruiting." With that they both apperated away.