A/n sorry for not updating so long. I just didn't had the time. So sorry.
I'll try to do it more. This one is for Bellatrix. Tell me if it's good or
not. Sorry for the gramma mistakes or the spelling mistakes. This piece is
inspired by a song of girls aloud. I don't like them that much, but this
song kept on going in my mind. Life got cold. ;) Oh and it's a spoiler if
you haven't read book 5 yet!!
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. Don't sue!!
~My life got cold
It happened many years ago
When summer slipped away
So chill now oh
We've got many years to go
So take it day by day
And on the go
I lost my soul
To some forgotten dream and
How was I supposed to know
It wasn't what it seemed
And even though the last to low
Has left me on the floor
I don't believe in Romeos or heroes anymore~ (life got cold by girls aloud)
It used to be so damn easy. It used to be perfect. But she had to go; she had to marry a muggle. She had to betray our family line. There goes our perfect family. We had it so good. Our parents always had the best for us. They wanted a son, they got three girls. But never did they show that they didn't love us, because we were girls. They raised us with honour, tradition and pride. Narcissa showed her loyalty by marrying Lucius, I did it by bounding my fate to My lord and the family Lestrange.. But you, you had to go with a muggle. Didn't mum and dad learn you nothing? Did you forget our believes? Wasn't life good enough for you in our circles? Did life get cold for you, that you turned against us?
My sweet cousin... I should dance on your grave. Finally you got what you deserved. And to think about it, you died at my hands. It feels so good, but yet so bad. You've always been a disgrace for the family Black. Our noble house. A shame for your parents and dear little brother. But to think about it, your brother was even worse than you. He was a pathetic excuse for a Black; even you were better than him. And that says a lot. Shame, you could have been so good. When you were young, you were so sweet. So perfect for the family, but since Hogwarts, since Potter, you changed form my favourite cousin to a disgrace, an imperfection that can not be showed to the world, to society. And now my cousin, you are gone and I should feel happy. But I realize that you were the only one left that could have passed on the family name. I have wiped the imperfection from the Blacks, but I've also end the black dynasty. The once so ancient and noble house of black is gone.
I've witness dead, I've witness despair, I've been to Azkaban. I do not fear death. I've been through a lot, I've seen a lot. My heart turned cold long ago when summer slipped away from me. I don't believe in heroes or in Romeos anymore. I used too though. But hearts can turn cold if it doesn't get the love it needs. Life can get cold.
Do you know the feeling of anxiety? Do you know coldness? Has someone ever wondered why I didn't turn demented in Azkaban? Suppose not, who cares for Bellatrix black Lestrange. They only see what I let them see. They don't know me. Father and mother would be proud of me if they were still alive. I'm better than my sisters. I've always been, but no one ever noticed. I've always put family first. Even is it wasn't what I wanted. Narcissa was not like that. She was just daddy's little girl. Daddy would have given her everything and she would have done everything he asked her to do. Andromeda was mother's favourite. She got spoiled and she turned her back on all of us. I was the eldest and they all believed that I could manage on my own. I never got the love of both parents, nor from my sisters. I never had love. And life got cold for me soon. That's why I didn't turn demented. I never felt happiness before.
Now I'm out. I'm back. And the world will bow for me again. Life got cold for me a long time ago. I don't care for sympathy. I just want power and with the rise of my lord I will get what I deserve for so long ago.
~My life got cold
It happened many years ago
When summer slipped away
So chill now oh
We've got many years to go
So take it day by day
And on the go
I lost my soul
To some forgotten dream and
How was I supposed to know
It wasn't what it seemed
And even though the last to low
Has left me on the floor
I don't believe in Romeos or heroes anymore~ (life got cold by girls aloud)
It used to be so damn easy. It used to be perfect. But she had to go; she had to marry a muggle. She had to betray our family line. There goes our perfect family. We had it so good. Our parents always had the best for us. They wanted a son, they got three girls. But never did they show that they didn't love us, because we were girls. They raised us with honour, tradition and pride. Narcissa showed her loyalty by marrying Lucius, I did it by bounding my fate to My lord and the family Lestrange.. But you, you had to go with a muggle. Didn't mum and dad learn you nothing? Did you forget our believes? Wasn't life good enough for you in our circles? Did life get cold for you, that you turned against us?
My sweet cousin... I should dance on your grave. Finally you got what you deserved. And to think about it, you died at my hands. It feels so good, but yet so bad. You've always been a disgrace for the family Black. Our noble house. A shame for your parents and dear little brother. But to think about it, your brother was even worse than you. He was a pathetic excuse for a Black; even you were better than him. And that says a lot. Shame, you could have been so good. When you were young, you were so sweet. So perfect for the family, but since Hogwarts, since Potter, you changed form my favourite cousin to a disgrace, an imperfection that can not be showed to the world, to society. And now my cousin, you are gone and I should feel happy. But I realize that you were the only one left that could have passed on the family name. I have wiped the imperfection from the Blacks, but I've also end the black dynasty. The once so ancient and noble house of black is gone.
I've witness dead, I've witness despair, I've been to Azkaban. I do not fear death. I've been through a lot, I've seen a lot. My heart turned cold long ago when summer slipped away from me. I don't believe in heroes or in Romeos anymore. I used too though. But hearts can turn cold if it doesn't get the love it needs. Life can get cold.
Do you know the feeling of anxiety? Do you know coldness? Has someone ever wondered why I didn't turn demented in Azkaban? Suppose not, who cares for Bellatrix black Lestrange. They only see what I let them see. They don't know me. Father and mother would be proud of me if they were still alive. I'm better than my sisters. I've always been, but no one ever noticed. I've always put family first. Even is it wasn't what I wanted. Narcissa was not like that. She was just daddy's little girl. Daddy would have given her everything and she would have done everything he asked her to do. Andromeda was mother's favourite. She got spoiled and she turned her back on all of us. I was the eldest and they all believed that I could manage on my own. I never got the love of both parents, nor from my sisters. I never had love. And life got cold for me soon. That's why I didn't turn demented. I never felt happiness before.
Now I'm out. I'm back. And the world will bow for me again. Life got cold for me a long time ago. I don't care for sympathy. I just want power and with the rise of my lord I will get what I deserve for so long ago.