For the last month, I saw my dear wife descend to madness. She was always unstable, but now she was out of her senses. I saw her fucking the wolf. Planning about a future with a Dark Lord who didn't exist anymore.

Rastaban was a ghost. He never believed the pureblood rhetoric of our superiority. His first friend was a very shy muggleborn who shows him the wonders of her world. They forced him to take the mark as soon as he finished school to protect me. My parents felt that I was not so fanatic as I should be.

"Fen, do you believe that we can take the mudblood?" Bellatrix asked, writing on parchment. I would have to copy that; it could help me in my plans.

"They will guard the chit, I heard that she is pregnant again," The wolf said, writing some quick notes on the plans.

"How do you believe we could save our Lord?" Bellatrix asked.

"We need to create the illusion of safety for some weeks. They will relax, and we can take her," Greyback said.

"So, we need to hide again," Bellatrix said, erecting some wards around our lodge.

Rastaban looked at me, and I realized that he had some plans. I would help him, but as this was dangerous, we would need to be careful. I told the fools that we would hunt our dinner, and I took my brother outside. He followed me to the apparition point, and we apparated to our Manor.

Bellatrix hated Lestrange Manor. For her, it was everything she hate with its lights and beautiful gardens. I love to take care of our rare plants; they used to be famous around our world until I made the mistake of taken Bellatrix as my wife. She forced us with Imperium to follow her on her torturing of wizards, witches, and muggles. This costed us our freedom.

"Brother, we need a way out of this madness," Rasty said.

"We need to contact our Lord; I just hope that he will believe us."

"Anything could be better than following your mad wife, brother," Rasty said, and I nodded.

I remember the first time I summoned my patronus. Its form and size confused me. The big horse was powerful and helped me on the chilly nights in Azkaban. I used my happy memories of a childhood, playing with Rasty outside the house.

"My Lord, we have news about the fools. We are staying in the Lestrange Manor, but we cannot stay long. We can help you stop this madness."

The horse left the Manor, and I sat on the couch waiting for an answer. Some minutes later, several cracks around us showed us we were no longer alone.

The Dark Lord looked young, powerful, and angry. Lucius and Severus were by his side, menacing and with their wands in their hands.

"You wanted to meet me?" The Dark Lord asked.

"My lovely wife is mad. I followed, believing that I could help her. I believed that she needed some help to see the new reality, but she just got worse. She's dishonoring our vows with the wolf while planning how to bring you back to the dark side again."

"What is she planning to do?" Severus asked.

"She is planning to capture Hermione Riddle," Rasty said, and they growled.

"How can we trust you?" Lucius asked.

"We can take a vow to protect you and you families."

"Why?" Our Lord asked.

"My first friend was a very shy muggleborn. She showed me her word. How wrong it was to believe that the muggles were inferior. I fell in love with and I marry her in secret. The muggle wedding never appeared in our family tree. She gave me five sons. She taught them about magic in our safe house. I want them to be free, to enjoy their life, to go to school.," Rasty said, and they nodded.

"We can protect them," Lucius said.

"I don't want them to need protection, I want them to live in their house, to enjoy their birthrights," Rasty said, closing his eyes.

"Rodolphus?"

"I never got the chance to choose my wife, my parents forced this mad woman on me. I would love to enjoy my life, to find love, to continue my research."

"I remember you were strong in herbology," Lucius said.

"How can you help us?" The Dark Lord asked..

"My Lord, they are trying to lull you in a false sense of security to kidnap you wife."

"Call me Tom, no need for tittles. We need a good plan," tom said, and we sighed in relief.

"What do you need us to do?"

"I will send notes with one of our elves tomorrow, telling you the actions you need to take," Tom said.

"We need to go back to her."

The following days were busy. Tom sent us several messages with instructions about false clues to leave around the lodge. Bellatrix was planning her mad ideas following these false leads, and I could not believe how she could arrange this folly.

For once, I could see a future with my brother and his family. Mayra was a lovely Lady, and I hope that I could find something similar in the future. I was only forty years old; I could have some children of my own.

"Rodolphus! Why are you daydreaming? Don't you love to see what you will never have again?" Bellatrix asked while riding the wolf. I would never believe that an alpha werewolf would let a woman fuck him. Bellatrix was thrusting into the wolf as he whimpered in pain. "Wolfy doesn't like to have his arse fuck?"

"it hurts," The wolf said, closing his eyes.

"I told you not to fuck up your mission or you would have a punishment waiting for you," Bellatrix said, moving faster and harder.

She loved to humiliate us, to show us she believed us to be her inferiors. I stopped looking at them, walking out the room, and searching for my brother. He left to hunt some hour ago.

"Rus? I have news," Rasty said with hope in his eyes.

"What happened?"

"She is pregnant again, a little girl," Rasty said with tears in his eyes.

"I am so happy for you, brother."

"He sent a message. Everything is ready to start," Rasty said, showing me the note. I read it, memorizing the words, before destroying it.

I nodded, leading my brother to the darkroom. This was the beginning of the end. Bellatrix was drinking some potions while the wolf was lying on the corner.

"Dear wife, I have some interesting news."

"Finally, you made something useful," Bellatrix sneered at me.

"People in the Town of White Hollow were talking about an event, a very interesting event …"