In the moment of her death all she heard was his scream, the recognition that she had given all she had for him and though she know he would soon join her she was happy. As she heard the scream the grin on her dying face widened into pure joy, the relieve that she did not fall for nothing. In death he fulfilled her only wish in life, to know that she had not just been another one of his death eaters. And in that moment her whole life flashed in front of her eyes, time seemed to slow as she watched the film rush by.

35 years earlier

Fifteen year old Bellatrix Lestrange lay across a black four poster bed. The green velvet curtains on the windows were open and light filled the otherwise dark room, Bellatrix's curly black hair fell over her face covering the roll of parchment she was writing on. The history of magic essay they had been given to do over Christmas break was incredibly boring and nearly put Bellatrix to sleep as she worked on it. She understood that history was important but who really cared what The Ministry of Magic did in 1456 when a large troll clan was found in northern Ireland.

"Bellatrix!" Bellatrix's hand holding the quill jerk across the paper as her mother surprised her from the door.

"Bloody hell!" Bellatrix cursed as she try to clean up the ink the had spilt across her newly finished essay.

"Really Bellatrix, watch your mouth." Her mother said said as she cleaned up the ink on the paper with her wand. Bellatrix turned away from the paper and looked at her mother who stood in the doorway. Her mother as tall with curly black hair that had been pinned into a expert bun on top of her head. Bellatrix had inherited that curly black hair but hardly every tried to control it the way her mother did or us magic on it the way her sister did. Her mother crystal green eyes shifted from Bellatrix to the messy room. Stacks of school books and other books we falling over on the floor of the room and Bellatrix's half unpacked school trunk sat open at the end of the bed.

"What do you want?" Bellatrix demanded as her mother began raising her wand to magically clean up the room.

"I came to tell you you must get ready for dinner tonight." Her mother said as an ancient house elf place a closed velvet box on the table.

"Tonight?" Bellatrix asked temporarily ignoring the velvet box on the table.

"Yes" her mother said given her a unapproving look, "we are going to the Malfoy's for dinner."

"Why are we having dinner at the Malfoy's?" Bellatrix asked trying not to sound dismayed by the idea.

"Because they are good friends and your sister is missing her darling boyfriend oh so much." her mother answered in a serious tone.

Darling is not what Bellatrix would have called Lucius she leaned more towards stuck up and arrogant. She would never have said these thing though, not in front of her mother who considered the Malfoy's one of the only families pure blood enough for her and her daughter's attention. And not in front of her sister who lived for Lucius and who said she hung on his every word though Bellatrix thought it more likely that she hung on his every expensive gift.

"And the velvet box?" Bellatrix prompted.

"Diamonds of course for tonight and the future if you behave tonight." her mother answered sweetly.

"I'll get dressed." Bellatrix said as she closed her door on her mother's back. She open the velvet box looking down on the diamond earrings. This was her mother usual bribe to get her to behave. Both Lestrange sisters liked expensive things though Bellatrix saw them as something to use to ones advantage rather then something to live for like her sister did.