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Summary
The brilliance known to be synonymous with Bellatrix’ life had disappeared when she neglected to remember that Tom Riddle Jr, whose offspring she bore in her womb, was not just the Heir of Slytherin, but also carried Peverell blood within him, that when entwined with her own would bring about the end of everything she had loved.
As soon as the child was born, Bellatrix knew she had to kill it.
Bellatrix would do what she had to, to keep the realm’s fate in balance. The Dark Lord needed not know that the legacy he had desired had ended as quickly as it had begun. She could live with that. A knife coated in poison, a fist around the child’s neck until its breath gave out. She had set the wheels of fate into motion, but she would resist their turning.
Bellatrix had put an end to it, she insisted in the flurry of her thoughts, but something in the depths of her mind refused to settle. Bellatrix had never felt Delphini’s heart give out.
Series
- Part 1 of Darker Than Black