Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
A/N: Thanks for the review Pouring, I like Ginny with Tom too, I just don't know why. It's a bit too cliche for me...PLease review-Cole.
Ship: Cannon-based Sirius/Bella WARNING! INCEST((SORT OF)) I saw cannon based because I do think that this is possible in cannon, I think it's ten times more possible than Sirius/Remus and Remus/Tonks.
"I love you Bellatrix," Sirius stated quietly as they held hands near the lake. It was four in the morning on the first day of Christmas Holidays and they were both certain they would not be seen. Bellatrix had stayed at Hogwarts for the winter recess due to the induction of Lucius Malfoy into Voldemort's ranks. Her parents and Narcissa had gone to see their future son-in-law, and husband, be inducted. Sirius was there becuase he and James would not be leaving until tomorrow, with Lily, since James did not want to leave his 'Lily Flower' alone.
"I love you too, Sirius," Bellatrix replied, rubbing her cousin's hand comfortingly. The two cousins had realized they loved eachother in the beginning of their fourth year, and they had been together secretly ever since. Bellatrix was drawn to Sirius's rebellious attitude and his 'good' side while Sirius fell for the darkness within Bellatrix and the very essence of her heart.
"Run away with me?" Sirius asked for the two-thousand and fiftieth time since they were ten years old, "Run away from all of this, from Dark Lords and Crazy families and fucked up expectations?"
"You've already left them all behind," Bellatrix replied as she ran a hand through her black hair, "You've already ran away from everything you ever were and everything you ever will be and you know you can't fight it Siri, don't you?"
"I have to fight it," Sirius replied as tears graced his eyes with their prescence. He hadn't wanted to leave Bellatrix, nor his family for that matter, but he needed to fight against the darkness that resided in his soul, he had to be the good-guy. He couldn't disappoint all those who were counting on him. "I have to try and do the right thing, I won't allow the Dark Lord another minion, no matter how hard it is for me to fight these inner battles, I have to, someone does."
"But why you?" Bellatrix cried, her eyes filled with tears and sorrow, "Why does it always have to be you? Andi already left, why do you have to follow? Come back, Siri, come back and take the mark and everything will be alright."
"Bella, we both know you don't want the mark and that you're just too weak, too afraid, too proper to leave," Sirius countered, pulling his 'black rose' closer to him, "Why take from me the chance you've longed for al your life?"
"Because then we could be together, atleast see eachother and speak to eachother in public. I'm so tired of hiding this," Bellatrix replied, burying her face in her lover's chest.
"And what do you think would happen even if I had the mark? We would still have to hide our relationship, if we didn't we'd both be dead. Fairy tales don't exist in reality, sweet Bella, you have to understand that," Sirius replied firmly yet soothingly.
"I know," Bellatrix said, as tears ran down her white face, "I know I just hate all of this."
"As do I," Sirius replied before pulling her closer and apparating them back to an empty Gryffindor dorm room.
"Promise me something," Bellatrix said as they laid down to sleep.
"What?" Sirius replied, stripping down to his knickers.
"No matter what, no matter who we marry or where life takes us, or what we do to eachother. Promise me you'll never stop loving me," Bellatrix stated, "'Cuz I could never stop loving you."
"No matter what, I could never stop loving you Bella, no matter what," Sirius replied, then they snuggled together and fell asleep.
Almost twenty years later, Bellatrix and Sirius were caught in a duel to the death. Bella had joined Voldemort and was now his right-hand woman. Sirius had been frmaed for the murder of his best friends and had just broken out of Azkaban.
They did not want to be in this fight, but they knew it would happen sooner or later. Sirius could tell Bellatrix's heart wasn't in it, and honestly, neither was his. They were both shooting meaningless spells, the worst so far had been the leg-locker curse, which Sirius had dodged wonderfully.
"Is that the best you can do?" Sirius mocked his true love as she sent a simple curse at him. This got Bellatrix a little upset, but not enough to use any major curses.
She simply smiled at him, a sweet loving smile, and shut Stupify at him, hoping to knock him out.
What she hadn't expected was the veil to be there.
What she hadn't expected was the look of pure fear on Sirius's face.
What she hadn't expected was Potter to cry out for his dying godfather.
What she hadn't expected was for Sirius to die that night.
And what she definetly hadn't expected was for tears to fall down her face.
Bellatrix hadn't cried in fifteen years, not since she had recieved news that Sirius was in Azkaban for a crime he did not commit. But now she was crying, and no one could know this. So she went after Potter, figuring she could vent her pain on him. Instead Dumbledore was there. And while she wanted to beg for his forgiveness, all she could do was taunt the old man and then leave with her lord.
As much as Bellatrix wanted to run-away with Sirius, she knew she was too weak, too docile.
And she never got the chance until her death.
