DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER.

Bellatrix looked nervously into the mirror as she adjusted her black wedding dress and checked her makeup.

This was the fateful day, when all would be decided.

It would either be to marry Rodolphus and become Voldemort's follower, or reject him and fight back at the cost of being disowned.

Andromeda and Narcissa stood in front of her, in their black and dark blue dresses with black feathers, facing her.

Andromeda looked at her worriedly and spoke, "Bella, you can't let yourself be married, that's not love."

Bellatrix looked at them sadly and nodded.

Andromeda hugged her and said, "Bella, please, save yourself, somehow."

Narcissa joined in and said, "Bella, I don't want us to be torn apart. Please, don't let the Dark Lord possess you. Please, be careful."

Bellatrix whispered, "What can I do?"

Andromeda said, "Abhimanyu will come. Just, don't let Rodolphus have you."

Meanwhile, in a puja room in No. 9, Park Lane, a young man with glasses and long hair, dressed in robes of black, held a determined look as he held his hands in prayer.

Praying for success for his self-assigned mission, he whispered, "Devi Durga, whatever happens, please protect me. Please help me succeed in this mission that I have given myself, that is, to save the one I love."

Abhimanyu prostrated before the idols and pictures of all the deities in the puja room before proceeding to touch their feet, making sure to touch Lord Ganesha's and Goddess Durga's feet first. He then carefully picked up a wand holster containing his wand that lay in front of the divine mother's image with both hands and touched it reverentially to his forehead.

After applying tilak on his forehead, he stood up and making sure he had a flask of polyjuice potion in his robes, he walked out of the puja room, went downstairs, put on his shoes, and walked out of the house, making sure to close the door properly before walking towards a black car that stood on the road with its engine purring and got into the seat beside the driver.

He turned and smilingly spoke, "Good Morning Ginger, you ready?"

Ginger, holding the steering wheel, looked nervously at his friend and asked, "Abhimanyu, are you sure this will work? You're really going to pose as the Dark Lord? Not to mention, it's just the two of us vs. the entire Black family, and you want me to stay in the car!"

Abhimanyu replied, "I am. It's the best I can think of. I thought about including Gideon and Fabian in our plan but it's rather too risky. Besides, I don't think Molly will let them come."

Ginger asked, "What about your Mum and Dad?"

Abhimanyu replied, "They're both doing a little last minute stuff. They left a few minutes ago to buy a few things. Now let's hurry up. It's already 10!"

Ginger muttered, "I hope there's no traffic jam today."

Later on at 10:50 AM…

After a long drive unfortunately involving a little traffic jam, Ginger parked the car on the side of the road a little reasonably away from No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

Abhimanyu declared, "This is it, time to get ready."

"Good luck Abhimanyu," Ginger called out as his friend stepped out of the car, "Be careful out there."

"Thanks Ginger. The ceremony is at 11, so at around 11:10, start up and keep the engine purring." Abhimanyu replied.

Ginger gave a salute and said, "Got it boss."

Abhimanyu returned the salute and began to walk towards the residence of the Black family, even as Ginger reversed around a corner to be on the safe side.

The Muggleborn kept on muttering, "Okay, stay calm, I can do this. It's going to be okay," repeatedly when suddenly, he felt someone jostling against him and nearly lost his balance.

He looked forward and saw a man with a white moustache, a goatee, wearing a black bowler hat, and dressed in a black suit with a red tie running off.

Instantly, Abhimanyu gasped as he realized the possibility of this man being a pickpocket and checked his pockets. Luckily, his wallet was there in the left front pocket of his jeans, for which he sighed in relief, but he gasped in horror a few moments later when he did not feel any flask.

He stepped back a little and to his horror, saw his hip flask lying on the ground, its cap opened and its contents rapidly spilling out. He hurriedly picked up the flask and examined it after quickly ensuring that the spilt potion was cleaned up. Much to his dismay, there was barely enough to last for just five minutes.

It had been planned for at least an hour, but now any transformation would only last for five minutes, given the meager amount left.

Still, five minutes was better than nothing, and nothing was better than nonsense.

Slipping up his hood over his face, he lifted the flask to his lips and walked forward.

Bellatrix looked around nervously as she was led down the stairs to the wedding hall, which was the reception room downstairs that had been enlarged for the sake of the many dignified purebloods that would be attending this occasion.

Her father, who was dressed in his best black suit, had a calm, firm, expression on his face as he led his daughter into the hall, taking a right turn at the bottom of the stairs, unaware of a cloaked figure that was currently outside the front door.

Just as they walked into the hall and into the crowd, the door opened and the figure crept inside, making sure to close the door softly, all the while whispering, "Thank God Alohomora worked."

Bellatrix was led down the aisle and onto the stage, where, there stood Rodolphus Lestrange, dressed in his best dark robes, with Rabastan Lestrange as his best man, and a middle aged man acting as the wedding minister.

As Bellatrix and Rodolphus stood facing each other, Bellatrix couldn't help feeling afraid. She was a strong woman, but here, she was being forced into marriage, by her parents, with a Death Eater, because he was pureblood.

This wasn't love.

What was she to do?

The ceremony began and soon, the wedding minister turned to Rodolphus and asked, "Rodolphus Romulus Lestrange, do you, of the most ancient and noble house of Lestrange, take Bellatrix Druella Black of the most ancient and noble house of Black as your wife, and swear to be by her side until death do you apart?"

"I do," there came his answer.

The official then turned to Bellatrix and spoke, "Bellatrix Druella Black, do you, of the most ancient and noble house of Black, take Rodolphus Romulus Lestrange of the most ancient and noble house of Lestrange as your husband, and swear to be by his side until death do you apart?"

Desperate to save herself, Bellatrix suddenly cried out, "I do not!"

"Bellatrix," Cygnus shouted angrily even as Druella nearby adopted an angry expression on her face.

And suddenly, before either of them could say a word, there came a loud voice, "ENOUGH!"

Everyone gathered turned to the doorway leading out of the large room, and saw a tall figure, hooded, cloaked in black.

The figure hissed, "What is this? Is this how my loyal follower's wedding is supposed to proceed?"

Cygnus turned to the figure and demanded firmly, "Whoever you are, you don't just get to barge in to this place. Now please identify yourself and take off your hood, or else, leave."

The figure turned to Cygnus and hissed, "You don't even know who I am? I am the Dark Lord Voldemort!"

Turning to Rodolphus, he marched forwards and stepped onto the stage hissing, "Rodolphus Lestrange, you poor excuse of a Death Eater, you didn't even bother to invite your master to your wedding?!"

Rodolphus paled and said, "But My Lord, My Lord, is it really you? You said…"

Voldemort hissed, "You foolish boy! After all that I have done, giving you a place at my side, you dare to doubt me and disrespect me?!"

With that, he suddenly slapped Rodolphus.

As Rodolphus reeled from the blow and caressed his cheek, Voldemort continued, "Shame on you, Rodolphus Lestrange; that is why you are not a powerful Death Eater like your father! You do not deserve the most beautiful and powerful woman of the House of Black as your wife!"

Rodolphus stuttered, "M… my Lord…"

"Silence," Voldemort cut him off, "You shall not marry her. Instead, I shall take on her responsibility as my own. I shall take care of her, better than you."

Rodolphus meekly looked on even as Voldemort turned to Bellatrix.

Bellatrix looked shocked, frozen.

And suddenly, everyone heard Walburga crying out, "This is a most precious honor! The Dark Lord has come for the girl!"

Walburga seemed excited.

Cygnus on the other hand, had a rather unsure and pale expression on his face. While he wanted his daughters married to purebloods, he certainly was not sure about Bellatrix marrying the Dark Lord himself.

What would it bring upon her?

Voldemort took Bellatrix's hands in his own and leaned close until his mouth was just by her right ear.

And then, he whispered, "Bella, it's me, Abhimanyu."

Bellatrix, not having expected this, nearly gasped, but did not.

Instead, she whispered, "You?"

Abhimanyu replied, "I'm getting you out of here. Keep up the appearance."

Just then, two men entered the hall.

The first one was heavily built and the front of his hair was sticking up. His hair was dyed turquoise blue. The second was an afro wizard and had a thinner build.

Even as 'Lord Voldemort' quickly glanced at his watch, and realized that it was nearly 11:05, suddenly, he heard the first man cry out, "YOU!"

And then suddenly, the afro wizard apparated to a position right behind Andromeda and held her firmly with his wand pointed directly towards her chest.

Everyone gasped at the sight before them.

Bellatrix whispered, "It's auror Richardson and his apprentice."

Even as the first man, Auror Richardson, glared at Andromeda, Cygnus strode up to him shouting, "Hey, this is a wedding! How dare you…"

He was cut off by the auror pointing his wand at him and looking him in the face, showing who he was.

Auror Richardson pointed his wand at Andromeda and moving closer to her, declared, "I'm taking you into the ministry, where you're in suspicion of conspiring with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!"

"What?" Andromeda spoke, confused by this statement.

Richardson explained, raising his voice as he spoke, "You were sighted, attacking the Muggle Parliament building, casting a dark mark into the sky!"

"No!" Andromeda cried out, even as Bellatrix rushed towards her sister.

Narcissa rushed over and said, "Wait, it wasn't her!"

Bellatrix spoke, "Richardson, there must be some sort of mistake. This is my sister."

"I'm sorry Black," Richardson cried out.

He then softly said, "I'm just doing my job."

All of a sudden, 'Lord Voldemort' rushed over and cried out in a voice which certainly wasn't the Dark Lord's, "NO! Auror Richardson, you can't just take her like that!"

Richardson said, "Look, I have to…"

The figure suddenly removed his hood, revealing the face of Abhimanyu Pandey.

And then the crowd gasped.

Abhimanyu cried out, "Andromeda's my friend! I know her! She would never do something like this! If there's anyone that's done it, I bet it was Avril!"

Suddenly, Richardson narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke, "Pandey? What are you doing here?"

Abhimanyu muttered, "What?"

And then, he looked at his hands, which were brown, and then felt his hair, clearly his own hair, more spread out than Voldemort's, and then he realized one thing.

The polyjuice potion had worn off.

He looked around, and saw people all around staring at him, some with wide open mouths.

Realizing what had happened, he muttered, "Oh shoot!"

Almost immediately, Walburga suddenly cried out, "It's that Mudblood Pandey in our house! Get him!"

At once, many assembled in the crowd began to yell at Abhimanyu, things such as, "HOW DARE YOU COME HERE," "YOU DARE TO BRING SHAME UPON THIS HOUSE," "GET OUT OF HERE YOU FILTHY MUDBLOOD!"

Suddenly, everyone heard a cry, "WAIT!"

And then, a man stepped out forward, with a look of rage on his face, none other than Hewson Leverge.

Hewson shouted, "Auror Richardson! Put this boy where he belongs, in Azkaban!"
At once, several began shouting in support of Hewson, and some grabbed Abhimanyu and began pushing and pulling him, some even trying to beat him.

Suddenly, everyone heard a loud female cry, "STOP! NO, NO! ENOUGH!"

Everyone suddenly stopped and stared in shock at the person who had said that.

It was none other than Bellatrix.

Bellatrix rushed over to Abhimanyu, slapped Hewson's hands away, pulled Abhimanyu out of the hands grasping him, and held his hands.

And then suddenly, they saw Cygnus striding towards them.

Cygnus angrily strode towards them and when he was right in front of them, he shouted, "BELLATRIX, WHAT IS THIS?!"

Suddenly, most unexpectedly, Bellatrix gripped Abhimanyu's left hand with her right hand and cried out, looking down, "Father forgive me, I love Abhimanyu."

Some people gasped, and for some moments, there was complete silence, save for Abhimanyu's gasps of wonder, which stopped after a few moments as he looked upon Bellatrix, who was now looking at her father.

And then, Cygnus broke the silence.

Furiously, he held his right hand up and shouted, "BELLATRIX BLACK! I HEREBY DISOWN YOU!"