Chap 4. Bellatrix
When I saw her come inside, I supposed she would be not more than 17 years old. Less, if I should guess. I would give her, 15.
But, when she saw herself in my mirror, she was a young adult of 23. She desired this image so much that it hurt. She saw herself, hand in hand with the only one to make a pure blood like Bellatrix dream, Lord Voldemort.
She saw him loving her. She saw Tom Riddle, telling her loving words, but she knew it wasn't possible. Her deepest desire inside her heart, she knew it wouldn't come true. And then, she was hurt. She realized it would never happen. So if she was hurt by the one she loved, she would hurt the ones which loved.
It was not fair for others to be loved, and not her. She deserved it too.
Bellatrix turned around and walked to the door, by the time she reached it, she told to herself "I'll make you love me, no matter how many bodies I have to take with me."