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I am the last true Black left, and I'll be damned if I let my incompetent fool of a sister or my angelic neice out-live me. I'll be damned if they ruin the Black family name, because, Seriously, that's all I got left.
You probably don't pity me, probably think I deserve it, but if you knew the truth you'd think differently. You see, I'm worse off than Voldemort, at least he had a choice. I didn't.
I was the strongest of the three of us. No, I wasn't actually, Andromeda was stronger. But she had already sworn herself to the light side, so I was daddy's next pick. Narcissa was spoiled, she was fragile and nobody gave her a second glance. Yes, she was beautiful, she looked just like a Black, and all Blacks looked good, but there was nothing truly special about her. So it was left to me, I was forced to work for evil, not that I would choose differently if I was given the choice. I was brought up Dark and evil, so truly, the moment I was born a Black my whole life was planned out for me.
Oh yes, I could have fought back, I could have been rebellious like Andromeda or Sirius, but I wasn't, and I'll always hate myself for that. Over the years, however, that hatred has been numbed. I am no longer ashamed of the Darkness, I love power, I thrive off of it, and the Dark Lord has given me power, I dare not refuse him now.
So, I became the perfect Black. I was the perfect daughter, the perfect bully, and the perfect Death Eater. I could take orders and distribute orders, and no matter how vile they were, they were always carried out. I could kill someone without a second glance. I watched as my sister died. Andromeda was my role model before I turned dark. She had power. She was able to escape my fate, and for that I have always envied her. I watched my sister as she died, and then I killed her husband a few years later.
I have killed many people in my day, but the worse was Sirius. Sirius believed in me when we were younger. The day before I left for school he said "You can do it Bella, I know you can." But I proved him wrong. I became a Slytherin and got tight with Malfoy, biggest mistake of my life. But hey, shit happens, I could have changed.
The look on his face as he fell through the veil was enough to break me. Inside I was crying hysterically, every bone in my body was urging me to fall to the ground and cry. I've never cried. Not once in my life, through my father's beatings and all the Death Eater shit I've gone through, I've never let a single tear fall. And that is my greatest weakness, I have never felt enough to cry. But Sirius' death was enough for me to cry, and when that Potter brat came after me, acting as a true Death Eater was the hardest act I've ever had to pull. I wanted to beg his forgiveness, but instead I mocked him. I was a good little Death Eater.
God, If I could have Sirius back, I'd give up everything. He was the only one who believed that I could be good, that I could change. But I didn't, and he grew to hate me. What I wouldn't give to relive that day at the train station, when Sirius promised me that I could change if I really wanted to. That was the best day of my life.
If only someone else had believed in me. If only I had made friends with the Gryffindors. I would give anything to become what I could have been. I would die for it.
Cole's Useless Ramblings
Hey everybody, Okay three things:
1) This is Bellatrix. If you can't figure that out, I feel very sorry for you
2) I feel like shit, so if you want to flame me, expect me to become very violent
3)I expected everyone to hate Wormtail.I really really did. So I didn't mind it in the least when people said he didn't deserve it.
4) I know, you said three Cole, but here's four. I don't expect you to agree with me on this one. But these are my views. Poeple aren't born evil, they're made evil. And Bella's just so cool once you get past the fact that she's evil, that I had to be a little nice to her. So go ahead and flame, I'll just be really mean.
-Cole