The warmth and shadows of the sun ran across the manor grounds. Bellatrix was quiet as she climbed the vines on the back of the manor to the window of her room. She'd left it only slightly open, her father was too busy to notice that she had gone, she was sure of it. Exhausted and spent, her hair messy and her dress slightly torn at the hem, she slipped through the window silently and threw her dress down on to her bed, picked up her wand and threw a few concealing spells over herself to cover the fast developing bruises, bites and cuts on her body.
They'd stayed up until dawn, when she'd had to leave him and return home. Her body was sore, tender but she regretted nothing. They'd talked and continued with their usual, fucking like animals the entire night until she just had to leave. He'd stopped her from going twice but she knew her father would probably be wondering where she was if she wasn't in bed for his morning needs when he woke up.
Now, at 5am, she was spent, her eyes almost dropped instantly and her naked body under the warmth of the blankets that had been showered with the warmth of the sun were a comfort as she dropped in to bed silently beside her snoring father completely naked. She smelt like him and hoped her father wouldn't notice, he'd been smoking cigars, drinking gin and all the likes until the moment she had left. Her hair open and messy, she rubbed her eyes in bed and slowly started to drift off, in the thoughts of him, her father barely stirred. She liked him a lot; he was a lovely man, always smelt nice, handsome, muscular, his eyes were beautiful, the way he laughed, the way he looked at her, like he could see right in to her but would only search for happiness, the way he licked his lips after he kissed her to taste her off his mouth, how he smiled at her only ever so slightly as he watched her do something, how he bit his lip and pulled her in closer for a kiss, the simple things like how he scratched the back of his head when she had said something that might embarrass him slightly, how good he looked even when he was sleeping, how broad his shoulders were and how much fun he was to be around. The list was endless.

"Bellatrix, Cygnus!" came a very sudden and shrill voice from the door, startling them both and causing her father to growl lowly and her to grip a pillow and pull it over her head, she'd only been asleep a few hours and she was not happy about being woken up so brutally, especially by the woman the voice belonged to.
Druella Black was a cold woman; she got what she wanted when she wanted it. With ice blue eyes and bleach blonde hair, the woman looked like an ice queen. Her tone bitter and shrill whenever she spoke to one or the other about the 'rumours' of them sleeping together had started to become her usual voice.
Cygnus grunted something that Bellatrix didn't hear but was followed by a screech from Druella and another growl from Cygnus.
"I come home to find this?!" she cried out, her arms folded across her chest as she almost fumed out of the ears.
"You might explode, mother, be careful for your blood pressure." Bellatrix said boredly, neither of them cared what she thought, they were both naked and though they'd done nothing the previous night, they were more than able to fake it to anger her even more.
"IN MY BED?!" she almost screamed, ignoring what her daughter had said, causing Bellatrix to snicker slightly.
"Get out Dru, we're tired, we had a long night, didn't we princess?" he asked as he nudged his daughter, trying his best not to grin.
"BELLATRIX! Get out of my bed! Your father and I need to have a talk." She hissed bitterly as her eyes narrowed to them both and her teeth grit as she looked to her husband.
"Oh daddy, don't make me leave," she pouted as she looked to her father only momentarily, "I'll be a good girl and be quiet under the duvet while you talk."
Druella's eyes widened as her daughter spoke, "Young lady!"
Cygnus put his hand up, silencing his wife and moving his hand to his daughter's neck to pull her in for a deeply passionate kiss, only making Druella's temper boil even more so as she watched them for a moment before scowling and turning away from them both.
"I think a word is necessary, darling," he said as he pulled away from his daughter, "Go eat some breakfast and I shall join you in a few moments."
She pouted once more but kissed her father once more on the lips before pulling his shirt from the end of the bed, over her body and getting out.
"Go downstairs, now." Druella hissed at her daughter as she stepped towards her husband.
"Whatever you say, mother," she spat back at her as she walked out of the room, comfortable in only her father's shirt before going down the corridor to the stairs and running down them to greet her sisters.

Both Andromeda and Narcissa were very different from Bellatrix. Narcissa through both her looks and her personality, Andromeda only through her personality, otherwise they both resembled each other the most.
Both sisters were bickering until they saw their older sister but then they were practically on top of her hugging her, they all got along despite their differences, Narcissa was a girly girl and although she was only a year younger than Bellatrix and at 16 currently, she liked to always be pretty, comb her blonde hair and spend hours making herself beautiful, she certainly was something, no one could deny it. Andromeda on the other hand, though only 14 and pretty, preferred to be reading her books or with her friends, writing letters to people.
After they all began to talk, all of them lost interest in anything else and forgot about their breakfast, they were all too busy gossiping, Narcissa the most out of all of them.
"Bella, mother says she has a big surprise for you!" she said excitedly, clapping her hands, almost on the edge of her seat, "Oh and we bought you a really pretty dress, it's black because we know how much you like black but it's got gold on it and oh Bella it really is the most spectacular thing!"
Bellatrix only smiled, she knew what kind of conversation her mother and father were having upstairs and she knew her father would get angry sooner or later and end up hitting Druella, both would end up in a row, Bellatrix would have to take care of the cut Druella was sure to leave with her rings on her father's face and Druella would sulk and have to heal her own wounds.
"There they are," Cygnus smiled, causing both girls to shriek in delight at seeing their father, Bellatrix to only roll her eyes and watch as her mother came and sat in front of her as Cygnus scooped up both girls in to his arms and kissed them both on the forehead, "How are my girls? Did you all have a good time?"
"We did, and we're sure you had a wonderful time here without us, with all the privacy you could get." Druella scowled, now more upset than angry, she looked slightly flustered and her cheek was only slightly red, Cygnus must've only tried to hit her to scare her.
"We did, didn't we daddy? Enjoyed ourselves very much." She smiled sweetly at her father, who after letting go of the other two and letting them return to their seats, stroked his daughter's hair and sat at the head of the table,
"We did, dinner out every night, dancing once or twice, otherwise most of the time we were both at meetings or busy," He smiled a little, "though Evander visited a few nights ago."
Druella's face dropped, her eyes fluttered slightly as if to force back a flurry of anger and she forced a rather ugly fake smile, "well isn't that lovely. And what did he want to discuss?"
"Bellatrix actually," he nodded towards his daughter who looked at her father with slight dismay, "You met him didn't you darling?"
"Lovely man, very handsome," she smiled before pursing her lips slightly as she looked at her mother with a smug grin as Narcissa giggled, she knew what she was thinking, she had slept with him, she could tell by the grin she had and that riled Druella.
Narcissa nudged her sister under the table and Bellatrix nodded at her with a naughty grin as if to say, 'yes, I fucked him and it was damn good'.
Clouds had formed over them, covering the sun that had warmed them all not long ago, the whole sky looked like it was about to come crashing down with rain on to them, Bellatrix looked outside absentmindedly as her parents continued talking, not really listening to them.
"Bellatrix, darling, why don't you go upstairs and get changed in to something nice?" her mother said rather sweetly, "Narcissa, Andromeda, you too. We're going out for dinner and it's already one o'clock."
Both the girls left after kissing their father's cheek, Bellatrix the only one to leave a kiss on his lips.

Rifling through her wardrobe and finding the perfect dress, a strapless, deep emerald green dress that fell just to her calf in layers of lace, cascaded with emerald jewels, she pinned her hair up, letting the dark waves fall messily around her shoulders in strands. She sat and did her makeup after watching as the clouds finally burst and rain poured freely from them heavily, thunder echoing around the large manor grounds and everything darkened over though the air was heavy and hot with humidity still.
She loved this weather, loved dancing in the rain barefoot, not having to worry about anything, letting her body move to how it felt, being free for just a few minutes, enjoying the sound of the thunder and the rain, feeling powerful for a while, feeling like she was worth something. It was how Burke made her feel, he made her feel loved and needed, wanted and worth something and she was falling harder and harder with every passing moment...

Walking downstairs, the manor was silent; all that was heard was the thunder and the heavy rain on the windows and roof. She got downstairs to find her mother in the same blue dress she was this morning while correcting her small lace hand gloves.
"Mother." she said quietly, making Druella turn and smile rather nicely at her daughter, a change from earlier, as if she had forgotten all about it.
"Come sit, I have something to tell you," she said, her smile not leaving her lips as her daughter came and sat next to her, "Oh darling, we have wonderful news, it's fantastic!"
"What is it?" she asked, smiling a little at her mother's ecstatic happiness, something she couldn't help, her mother was very beautiful, she couldn't deny, her fake smiled turned her ugly, turned her in to the ice queen bitch she could be if she wanted.
"Well darling, Evander Lestrange came here a few days ago to speak to your father because they were proposing something," she said rather happily, "I think you might like it!"
"Well?" she asked, wanting to know what her mother was s overly joyous about.
"Bellatrix, darling, you're going to marry his son, you're going to marry Rodolphus Lestrange!" she smiled. Suddenly, Bellatrix could see through the smile, through the fakery and happiness to pissing off Bellatrix more than anything, she wanted this, wanted to hurt her, she knew it.
"You what?" she asked, her face drained of all emotion.
"That's what they were discussing!" she smiled sweetly, now it had turned back to the ugly, brutal smile the ice queen wore, not the mother, not the one who used to love her, "Isn't it wonderful Bellatrix? The Lestrange's want you to marry in to their fam-"
"I won't do it." She said suddenly, cutting off her mother.
"What? Of course you will, don't be silly, this is amazing! They want you, Bella."
"No." She said simply, gulping, her heart was hammering in her chest, painfully almost.
"Bellatrix, you've got no choice," she said deadly calmly, "You're marrying Rodolphus Lestrange."
"Over my fucking dead body." She spat at her as she stood, causing her mother to gasp over dramatically and stand as well.
"Young lady!" She gasped as she gripped her daughter's arm, "Do not use that kind of language with me!"
"I WILL NOT MARRY HIM, MOTHER!" she shrieked back, pulling her arm away, "I'm not marrying a man I'm not in love with! You want to rid me, I am seventeen years old and I do not need a disgusting man in my life, especially not one you chose!"
Without a second's hesitance, Druella slapped her daughter hard across the face, eliciting a growl of anger from her rather than pain. As she went for another, Bellatrix stopped her hand and pushed her away.
"You fucking bitch!" she shrieked, holding her cheek for only a moment as they both stood, "You can't make me do anything I don't want to do!"
"You will do as I tell you to do, as long as you live under my roof!" she shouted back as Bellatrix walked away.
"I know who I want and it is not him!" she hissed back viciously before saying rather quietly, tears forming in her dark eyes, "I will not marry him, mother, I'd rather die."
She walked away quickly from her mother and out of her room, leaving behind her mother's shrieks for her to get back as tears fell freely down her face and she walked to the entrance of the manor, out of the door, slamming it behind her and as she heard her mother open it once more, ran, kicking aside her stilettos, not caring if they got ruined and running for the manor gates, not looking back at her mother who had finally slammed the door behind her after yelling for her father.
Her tears clouded her vision as well as the rain than drenched her through and through, soaking her dress and her body completely, forcing her hair to unbind in the heaviness of the rain in it. As soon as she was well out of the way, she dissaparated to the only person she could think of, the one person she needed to tell, the one person who could put her out of her misery.