She tuned out the priest and gazed out into the crowd. She knew she should probably be paying attention, but she couldn't find it in herself to care. She spotted her Aunt and Uncle out in the crowd, with her two cousins. Sirius shot her a cocky grin, which she returned menacingly. He rolled his eyes. Stupid brat. He should learn to respect his elders.
"Bella!" she heard her maid of honor hiss.
She turned her attention back to the priest, reminding herself to thank Narcissa later.
The priest and Rodolphus was both staring at her expectantly.
"I do," she replied, hoping that was they were going for. She really didn't need to be embarrassed in front of her family.
Rodolphus grinned happily at her and she grimaced back. She really didn't need to waste time with this, they both had places to go…meetings to attend.
"May I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Rodolphus Lestrange!" the priest announced.
Her family cheered as her and Rodolphus faced them. She pulled slightly on the long sleeve of her gown. She rubbed her wrist and glanced at Rodolphus, who was doing the same. It was time to go. She practically pulled him down the aisle, taking no time to greet well-wishers or family members.
"I love you," Rodolphus told her softly, just before they Apparated.
She didn't respond, instead she Apparated to the call of the Dark Mark.
After all, her love already belonged to someone else.
AN: Ehhhh, I don't know how I feel about this. And just so you know, Bellatrix was 9 years older than Sirius, so I'm guessing he would have probably been at her wedding. I'm putting this around 1970, making her 19 and him 10. Plus that was the first year of the War, and I'm guessing she probably joined up right away.