(Bellatrix x oc)
Bellatrix has always been raised by lust and hate.
When she meets Alora, she feels something new.
That was when Bellatrix noticed she can't be anything more than the peace in her violence.
(Young Bellatrix fanfic)
- 𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 ！...
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-dark side decision-
After about one week later, Bellatrix and I didn't talk about the "becoming a death eater" subject. I've tried to hide my worries in front of her but to be honest I can't think about something else. I can't take out of my mind the fact she would become one of hat man's servant.
I belong to a pure-blooded family with a slight preference to their blood type, I can't deny it. However, they never reached the point of disinheriting a family member, something we can't say about Bella's family. If they needed to, they would do it without any remorse. Bellatrix is millimeters from being disinherited because of being gay. I know she tries to be a good influence to her sisters and mostly a respectful and fulfilling daughter, I feel bad for her...
But what I most feel guilty about is for making her join the dark side so young just because she needed a permission to be with a girl. And after all this I still don't trust that theory about Dark Lord letting her be with a girl and in return she needed to be his servant.
I thought about convincing her to give up on that but I already agreed with her before, so I would feel bad doing that. In the end, I came to the conclusion the best option was becoming one of them too. Becoming a death eater with Bella. She gave me that idea when we first talked about it and I never thought I could agree with that. But now I do, I really do.
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I sat on bed carefully, trying to don't wake Bella up abruptly. I pat her hair and rubbed her arms, then whispered:
"Bella. Wake up, love."
"Umhmm"- she turned around in my lap and went to sleep again.
"Come on, it's weekend we have a lot of things to do! And I need to talk to you as well."
"Say."- she answered with a morning voice and I knew if I told her what it was right now, she would ask me again five minutes later.
"It's important, come on."- I said and went to the bathroom.
When I came back she was still in bed but now facing the bathroom, smiling.
"Good morning, sleepy princess."- I chuckled.
"Heyyy."- she said while squirming. "What did you want to tell me?!"
"Well, remember that conversation about the Dark Lord and the death eaters?"
"Yea?"
"I've been thinking.."- I took a break to sit on bed, next to her. "Maybe I should become one too. With you, so we would be together."
