Past, Present and Future

Past, Present and Future

Chapter 4: The Things I did for Him

Hello to all. I am not yet dead. I've just been extremely busy with school and other such nonsense. But now it's all over and seeing as I restarted reading the Harry Potter series, I got motivated once more to work on this little project. I plan on updating a few of them over the course of the next few months. I do apologize for my lack of updates.

The answer to the last trivia question is Sirius for the toy broomstick and the Firebolt, as for the Nimbus was it Dumbledore? Ha, I don't even remember myself.

This idea came to me after reading the last three books.

I shall now try to finish it, two months later.

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Summary: A look inside Bellatrix Lestrange's deep thoughts on her life and decisions.

Past, Present and Future

Chapter 4: The Things I did for Him

I was born a Black and for the longest period of time, I was fine with it. Everyone seemed to think that I would become like all of my ancestors with some few exceptions. I would rise to power and bring honour to the family name. And for the longest period of time, I believed such a tale. I needn't do anything to help myself along the way. Everything was always made in order for me to achieve success.

When I started school, I was immediately placed in Slytherin. The hat wasn't even on my head when it had shouted the name. I was glad, even pleased. I knew where I was going in life. I had been told what to do. I had things to live up too.

Out of the three sisters that we were, I was the most ideological of us all. Narcissa lacked courage at the most important times and the other one, I won't even mention her. Although, I must admit that when we were younglings, we used to get along, all three of us. Sure, I was harsher than her but it didn't mean that I hadn't once liked her. But once she entered school it was different. She wasn't sorted in the proper house and that's where things went haywire.

I ignored that we were related and welcomed Narcissa with open arms once she entered school. I would help her to power. Around my sixth year of schooling, I started hearing rumours about a most powerful man. A man I knew would lead me to power. Intrigued, I followed the rumours which soon led me to the name. The name that I came to love.

My cousin joined ranks with him and it was thanks to Regulus that I was able to obtain information on my future master. With the help of my cousin, I was able to seclude a meeting with him. He seemed interested in my ideas, but he didn't want me to join him even though I proved to him that I was willing to do anything. He didn't want any women in his army.

I had to change his mind and do something that would show him exactly what I meant.

Around the same time, my parents started pestering me about marriage. I clearly wasn't interested in the affair, but I changed my mind when I saw an opening chance to finally be able to join my master. Rodolphus was already part of them. If I married him, then maybe, just maybe I could finally enter his world.

The relation I had with my husband was clearly platonic. To be honest we didn't even consummate our marriage. I had just agreed to it for my own personal gain. I do believe that deep down, he knew it too but never spoke a word of it. I was very thankful for that.

I had but one goal and that was to rise to the highest point of power with only one man above me and that would be my master, my Voldemort. For that, I had the perfect plan.

At first, I asked questions to my husband about his meetings with the Dark Lord. I asked him what they did and what they planned to do. Sometimes, I would give him ideas and if he remembered them, he would tell them to his master. It was like infiltrating the Dark Lord, but in an entirely different way. I wanted to help. I wanted to wear the serpent mark on my own arm and bear it with great dignity. To show it to others and watch as they would cower in fear.

It didn't take long. In about two months, I had an invitation to dine with the Dark Lord himself. I was honoured and even flattered. When I saw him, he was even more beautiful and breathtaking that I could have possibly imagined.

He told me that he was impressed with my ideas. I told him that I had more. He told me that I could be an important asset in his rule of purity. It was music to my ears. By the end of the evening, I was officially one of his and the first woman to be part of his reign. On that night, I promised myself to go to all lengths for that one man that intrigued me so.

At the top of my world, everything was going perfectly well. My lord had returned after all of these long years. I had always known that he would return to power. My lord wasn't weak. Weakness was for the enemy, his enemy and my enemy as well. During those long years in Azkaban, I reflected on the situation, I made myself a stronger woman for when he would return. I taunted those who called me fool and not even the Dementors could suck out this mad motivation that I had. It would all pay off in the end.

I would be his queen and he would be my king.

But then everything started cascading down and tumbling to an abrupt end. The enemy was winning. There was nothing that we could do. I had failed my lord, my master, the only one I had ever loved.

There wasn't much that I could do to redeem myself. The only thing that I ever truly wanted I couldn't get. In the end, it would end as quickly as it had come.

The last thing that I could do for him, to prove just how deeply I was into this and how implicated I was for him; I would battle by his side one last time.

And when I was down for good, just before I departed him, he turned around and for a split second I saw a look of pure shock on his face. It was just enough for me to know that in the end, purity had entered his heart for me.

End of Four

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Trivia: I am the middle of the middle and en end of the end. From which book is that?

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