Author's Note: This is for the "I'd never write a story like that" challenge. I always like my stories to have a clear beginning, clear plot, and clear end. So for this challenge, I decided to write a rambling story with no plot, no definite beginning or ending, and with a lot of insanity. In short, I decided to write a sampling of Bellatrix's thoughts. I imagine her refrain- "I killed Sirius Black" -to sound like Helena Bonham-Carter says/sings it in the sixth movie. Some of the italicized sentences are memories of her childhood and past. I know it's weird, but I hope you like it and I'd love to hear reviews!

Killing Sirius Black

I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black

The words escape her lips, in a dreadful sing-song voice, but they keep on playing in her mind. Over and over. Never stopping.

I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black

Make it stop, make it stop, make it stop. It won't stop, it will never stop. Is he dead then? Really dead? Or is he just hiding? Oh, Sirius, come out, come out, wherever you are! Why won't he answer? Siri, it's over, the game is over, come out! There's no answer, only silence. So much silence, one could drown in it. Silence like in Azkaban. But that silence had screams mixed in, screams of terror and agony and pain and insanity and she wanted it all to stop.

I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black

He was her least favorite cousin, and he didn't count as a cousin after Walburga blasted him off the tapestry, the pretty, pretty Black tapestry. So who cares if he's dead? (He is dead, then? Really dead?) It doesn't matter, nothing matters, only her Lord matters, and he's not dead, not like Sirius.

I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black

Cissy would be so angry, terribly angry. Family is important, she will say, but Sirius wasn't family, not anymore. Just like Andy, who's gone and is not a Black anymore. (Why? Didn't she love me back?) So who cares what Cissy thinks? Even if she is the only other Black cousin left. (Oh, Reggie.) Regulus, little Regulus, he was so eager to please and it's just a game, only a game, look how well your cousin Bella plays it, you can play it too, can't you? But no, no, no, he couldn't play it, he failed and he died, because he couldn't play it like Cissy wouldn't play it and Andy and Sirius refused to play it and it was just a game and look how well Bellatrix played it.

I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black

Was that part of the game too? (If it's a game, is he really dead?) What a fun game, and Sirius laughed, and laughed, and that was rude so she killed him and he's dead, dead, dead. Dead like Regulus, dead like Father, dead like Mother, dead like Auntie Walburga, dead like Uncle Orion, dead like Andromeda was to her! Oh, Andromeda, I'm so sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry. Sorry Andy, I abandoned you. Sorry Reggie, I failed you. Sorry Cissy, I hurt you. Sorry Sirius, I killed you.

I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black

They were all so mad at her, and she didn't want anyone to be mad at her, she loved them, and why were they mad at her, she didn't mean to do it, and please, Daddy, I didn't mean it, put the wand down! Was the Dark Lord mad at her? No, no, no, he would be proud. So proud. That's all she ever wanted. That's all. Just for him to be proud and he would, wouldn't he? Wouldn't he? Because that's why she did it, you know. For him to be proud of her.

I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black, I killed Sirius Black

fin.