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"You don't. . . love. . . me?" I asked, disbelief.

"No," he growled, and before I knew it, he was gone.

"Well, I never loved you," I whispered, storming back to Charlie's house.

He left me. He left me saying he didn't love me. He left me saying that I was nothing. He left me like I was a piece of dirt. I am NOT a piece of dirt. I am Bellatrix Cygnus Lestrange, God damn it! Daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange - the most feared female Death Eater - and Rodolphus Lestrange.

"You have failed, Trix, and you shouldn't have. You almost had it, until the end. What happened?" The Dark Lord questioned, his gaze burning holes into my head as I bowed, kneeling on the floor.

"I'm sorry, my Lord. I couldn't use magic when I was there, or he would have figured it out-"

"I said to use whatever means to bring him to me and you don't!" He shouted. I flinched.

"I beg your forgiveness, my Lord. I could try to find him, to bring him to you. Give me another chance, please," I beg. "I will not fail you again, my Lord!"

"It shouldn't have happened in the first place!" He growled, grabbing my arm and pulling me up roughly. I keep my eyes glued to the floor.

"If I would have used my wand, My Lord, he would have found out I was a witch and he wouldn't have trusted me! I had no choice but to make him fall in love with me!"

"And then he left you like a piece of trash, Trix. I remember when you came back three days ago. How you looked to be in so much pain. You loved him back."

"My Lord, that's not possible, to love a halfbreed like him. A Lestrange would never stoop that low."

"But that seems to be the case, either way. You will not find him, you will stay here until term starts. You will go to Hogwarts then and spy on Potter for me, do you understand? Or I will kill you by the end of the year."

"Yes, my Lord," I whimper.

"What was that?" He hisses. "Crucio!" He let go of my arm as pain consumed me. I fell to my knees, biting my lip to keep the burning of my limbs off my mind. It was the worse thing I have ever endured.

He finally released the curse.

"Yes, My Lord. I will spy on Potter," I say loud enough for him to hear.

"You fail me this time, and I will see to it that you are dead."

"I understand, my Lord."

"Very well, you are dismissed."

I nodded and hastily walked out of the Dark Lord's bedroom towards my bedroom, across from Draco's. I looked in the mirror and changed my appearance to straight black hair, unlike my unruly curls I got from my mother, and bright blue eyes. I changed into one of the many dresses my mother bought for me when I arrived back from Forks, and smiled. My baby blue dress matched my eyes perfectly.

I made my way to the library and started studying on what I missed while I was in Forks. I was going to catch up and show that Mudblood Granger that I was better. I had to surpass my classes if I was ever going to become a noble Pureblood again. I was trash in the Dark Lord's eyes now.

The rest of the summer passed uneventfully. I would get tortured every day for letting Edward get away. It was the moment of shame for my family, but I wasn't going to let it happen again. I would join Gryffindor to spy on Potter if I had to. Hell, I'd even date him to please the Dark Lord. Well, I wouldn't stoop that low, but I'd do nearly anything.

I've been locked into my room for three weeks. Ever since it happened. When the Dark Lord- I couldn't finish the thought. I just winced thinking about it. The elves fed me some food that Narcissa sent me, but that was it. No one talked to me, until today. The day we were leaving Malfoy Manor to go to Hogwarts.

"Are you ready?" My mother asked from the door.

I finished putting my dresses into the trunk with my initials, and turned towards my mother. "Yes, I just need to get my books, and I'll be ready for the train."

She nodded. "The Dark Lord has granted us permission to go to Diagon Alley immediately. Come, come."

I nodded and waved my wand over my clothes. They changed into a dress I saw Aunt Cissa wear, only in a light blue. I found a matching cloak in my closet that covered my Mark. Silently following behind my mother, we went to the fire place.

"Diagon Alley!" She shouted, throwing powder into the flames. I followed suit, copying her exactly. I landed and my mother grabbed my arm before we got stares. I stumbled after her and we arrived at Flourish and Blotts.

"Mrs. Lestrange, Miss Lestrange. A pleasure," the keeper stammered. "W-what can we get you?"

"Sixth year books," My mother said. I pulled out my letter and showed them to the shopkeeper.

Fifteen minutes later, just as we were about to pay, Potter walked in.

My mother stiffened.

"Mother, what do we do?"

My mother sniffed, "We have to let him go. Look at the Auror's with him."

I looked behind him and saw Tonks and Lupin. The blood traitor's daughter and the mutt.

I smirked to my mother before turning to the threesome. "My, my. Tonks, Potter, Professor Lupin. What brings you here? Is Potter getting the red carpet laid out?"

Potter looked at me. "No one wants to hear it, Lestrange."

"Oh, my! So cruel. My little heart just broke," I chuckled. My mother scoffed.

My mother grabbed my shoulder. "Let's go, Trix."

"Yes, mother. Oh, and Tonks?" I asked, waiting for Tonks to look at me. As she did, she saw my smirk and snorted.

"Whatever your going to tell me, it's not wanted. Especially sympathy."

"Believe me, if I felt sympathy, you'd be the last to know," I scoffed. "I always rooted for you," I whispered as I passed her.

She spun around. "What's that supposed to mean?" She shouted.

I stopped and looked at her. "Figure it out yourself, dear cousin."


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