In the morning, Bellatrix joined everyone in the Great Hall for breakfast. The first years had pretty much calmed down and weren't constantly talking about Hogwarts any longer, which meant that breakfast was usually pretty quiet, except for the slight chatter that usually resided in the building. Bellatrix leaned her head on her hand, which was propped up on the edge of the table, and continued to nibble on her toast. She had hardly slept since she got there, and today she was feeling extremely tired.
Bella practically slept through all of her classes, and ended up getting detention from Professor Slughorn because Lucius told on her for falling asleep in class. She glared over at him, after being confronted by Slughorn, of course, and Lucius just grinned back at her. She got a letter from her aunt, Walburga, and cousin Sirius the following day, asking her how Hogwarts was, since HER parents never seemed to care. And Sirius, of course, would be joining her in Slytherin the following year, and two years after that, her cousin Regulus would also be joining them.
That night in the common room, Bellatrix took the diary out of her bag and turned it over in her hands, staring at the gold nameplate. Tom Marvolo Riddle. Tom Marvolo Riddle. She didn't recognize the name from anywhere, and obviously Tom didn't want anyone to recognize it. She stared at the diary, opening and closing it, trying to notice anything that she hadn't before, something that would tell her who Tom really was. She found nothing after staring it over for what felt like hours. Feeling extremely tired, and still clutching the diary to her chest, Bellatrix drifted off to sleep.