*NFA: So I found a mistake in my writing. The first chapter is after Harry goes into the forest, and the last chapter is suddenly taking place before. I don't know exactly what to do about that, so I'll just go along with it. Sorry!*

Bella found herself circling Narcissa, disgusted and betrayed by her own blood, once again. Narcissa's expression showed fear, yet bravery for her son. Tension grew as Lucius knew how wicked Bellatrix was. Cowardly, he backed down, knowing he was no match for Bellatrix, and he didn't want to get on her bad side, not now, not ever.

Bella's wand traced a line along Narcissa's back, making her shiver with fear.

'If you weren't my sister, Cissy, you would be dead. Do you understand? DEAD.' Her whisper became harsh and crisp.

Bellatrix felt the feeling of love enter her heart, a feeling she hated. Anger rose further inside her, eyes pools of evil.

'Go. Leave. Now!'

And with that, Lucius grabbed his wife's arm, and disapparated. Bella hurried to her bedroom, knowing that Hermione was a smart witch and would soon find a way out of the room she had her trapped in. Why had she left that mudblood with a wand, she did not know. As she stepped foot into her bedroom, she found the bookshelf open, and Hermione nowhere to be found. Bellatrix's eyes widened with rage, lips shrinking into a fine line. Her eyes darted around the room, not exactly knowing what to do. Voldemort needed her at this time, and Hermione was missing. But not only was Hermione missing, something else had left her room as well. Her old broom, from when she attended Hogwarts. Hermione must have taken it. Livid, Bellatrix disapparated, back to Hogwarts.

Wind hit her face with sharp pain as she flew fast back to Hogwarts. She loved Harry as she did her family, and if he were in danger, she felt no more than required to help him. Squinting, she could just make out the black smoke floating in the air, above what must be the ruins of Hogwarts. Her heart sank, but her broom – Bella's broom sped up, knowing she was running out of time before it all ends. Before Voldemort takes Harry's soul – Before everything she knew once as home was completely and utterly ruined.

Trees surrounded Bellatrix like an army. The forest was dark, gloomy. She must be in the forbidden forest. Perfect. Her legs carrying her, Bellatrix held her wand tightly in her hand, occasionally wiping it out and screaming crucio at any animal that came her way, gee filling her heart. Beneath her feet twigs and branches would snap, just like her sanity. As she came closer to the castle, she couldn't help but notice the silence filling her ears. The sound of death. No cheering, not a sound of battle.

Hermione and Bellatrix both were running to the same destination, both having a mystery lie before them. Bellatrix hopped over a few bricks that had fallen, trying to be as quiet and quick as she could. Corpses lurked around every corner, corpses of Voldemort's army, or of young students. Either way, Bella felt nothing for them, no remorse, just impatience of their bodies being in the way. The halls she knew as a young child were ruined, just like her memories. Those memories angered her, but before she could think any further of it, she ducked, hiding behind a wall that had an opening, at the main entrance of Hogwarts. Peeking out, bright red and green shots of light exploded, and her dark eyes could just make out that it was Harry and Voldemort, battling each other, the same result in their minds. The other's death. Protective of her Master, she started to shoot spells at Harry, ducking each time. Others started to battle, his army weakening as Harry's grew stronger. Bellatrix grew tired of this, and held up her wand once more, the killing curse on the tip of her tongue.

Before Bellatrix could mutter the words, her wand flew out of her hand and on to the ground, snapping in half. Bella turned frantically, seeing Hermione, wand pointed directly at Bellatrix.

Bella smirked.

'Dear sweet child, you think you can stand a chance against me? Think again.' Bellatrix jumped over the wall's opening, and crawled to find a dead student's wand. Coming closer, Hermione's feet jumped in front of Bellatrix's face. She looked up, eyes pouting.

Bella snatched the wand from the dead boy's hand, and shot a spell at Hermione, making her fall into ruins of a wall. On her feet, she shot another spell, Hermione blocked it. Back and forth coloured sprouted from each other's wands. A yell broke Bellatrix's concentration. She spun around, eyes breaking from Hermione's, to see Voldemort falling to the ground, defeated. The last thing he seen before death reached his soul was Bellatrix's screaming face, her falling in sync with him. Her heart ripped apart within her chest, watching her Master's life leave his body. The dead boy's wand hitting the floor, she gripped onto the ground for support. Harry turned, to see the woman that killed the last of his family in as much pain as he felt when he saw his God Father die, if not, more pain. Lucius blocked a spell that was shot her way, grabbed her arm, and disapparated, black mist clouding over them. Hermione fell to her knees, a great weight lifted off her shoulders, yet, pain still ached in her heart as she knew Bellatrix was in great pain. Cheers rose from everyone, cheering of one's death. Students and teachers hugged one another, Ron and Harry hugging with such freedom. Hermione knew she wasn't wanted here. Or anywhere. Ron caught her eyes before she looked down her hands, shaking. Harry and Ron made their way over to Hermione…