'Oh, you can hear me cry,
see my dreams all die
from where you're standing,
on your own.
It's so quiet here
and I feel so cold.
This house no longer feels like home.'

She was married.

Married.

Tom punched the mirror in his room so hard that it shattered around his fist. Why was he so angry?! She had just been his possesion, something to own and display. She had meant nothing to him. He couldn't care less what she did, and who she did it with.

But he did.

Oh, he did care. He had cared from the moment he had touched her, held her and kissed her. He couldn't love, but he had certainly felt something for her, and he had realised it when he watched her standing opposite Rodolphus exchanging rings and vows of love. That should of been him.

Bellatrix didn't love Rodolphus, she loved him, and she had told him so before their bounded engagement had been announced.

"Tom?" She whispered, kissing his jaw with a soft giggle. "I don't think I've told you this before, but well, I love you."

He had just listened, and she had accepted that that was all she would get from him. Tom didn't even know what he had felt when that announcement was made, but judging from the clear heartbroken look on Bellatrix' face and the unshed tears that glazed her eyes, she had felt it too.

Riddle yanked the stupid tie from his neck, grabbing a bottle of cologne from his desk to throw it across the room. It shattered into pieces and he squinted. This was not supposed to happen. He was supposed to be focusing on the little shit of a boy that was out there, it had been predicted, Snape had told him so. How could he of gotten so distracted by her?!

He paced in thought. Rodolphus was probably touching her right then, and, and that mere thought made him want to kill. His adreneline was pumping straight through his veins and the next thing he knew he had apparated to Godrics Hollow.

Bellatrix refused to let Rodolphus touch her. No. She was Tom's, she always had been. Only Tom could touch her like that... Only Tom. Her life. She was devoted to him.

And as soon as she had felt a searing pain in her forearm, just after midnight, she knew just how devoted to him she was.

She loved him.

She loved his smile, and his laugh. Bella loved how he would watch her when she dressed and undressed, he loved his ability to make her mind go completely blank when he kissed her. Like everything in the world that bothered her was gone, and in that moment it was only them.

Something was wrong, and Rodolphus knew it too. So did the others. Bella scrambled to dress as soon as that pain registered in her brain, and she bolted for her cloak and wand. Other Death Eaters doing the same. She sprinted down the hallway, ignoring them, the merry music from the wedding reception slowly fading when she bumped into Severus Snape and saw the tears streaking his cheeks.

"What is it?!" She hissed, a lump in her throat. If something had happened, Sniv would know. As much as she hated to admit it, he had been close with Tom too.

"He's gone, Bella."

Gone.

Gone.

No.

She had told him. She had told Tom not to go to Godrics Hollow. She had told him how dangerous it was, especially to go alone. Bellatrix fell into Snapes arms, an uncontrollable sob escaping her lips. It felt as though Nagini had contricted herself around her pale neck, and for a moment, Bellatrix wished it was.

"H-How?" She gasped, clinging to Snape as he clung to her, both of them falling to their knees.

Bellatrix had lost Tom.

And Snape had lost Lily.

Severus held her as he told her what he had found, rocking her in his arms, this was out of character for them. They hated each other with a passion, and yet there they were.

"The Longbottoms," Rodolphus whispered to his heartbroken wife. "They would of been in hiding too, right? We should find them, we should-"

"I know." Peter Pettigrew spoke up, swallowing hard. "I know where to find them."

Bellatrix looked up at her husband, her face tear stained. "Get ready." She hissed. They would know, the little shits, they would know what would of happened. Tom wasn't dead, he couldn't die, he had promised that nothing could ever happen to him.

She was going to find him.

Even if it killed her.

'You caused my heart to bleed and,
you still owe me a reason.
'Cause I can't figure out why...'