Title The Marriage of Sirius and Bellatrix Black
Penname Stacey
Rating PG 13
Pairing Sirius/Bella
Constructive criticism Please
Notes Thanks Star for the beta of my story. I took liberty with the school term in England to fit the storyline.
Disclaimer I do not own them, or make any money, I sm just lucky to play with them
Warning This story has some dark elements in it, including some violence
The Marriage of Sirius and Bellatrix Black
You are cordially invited to the wedding of Sirius Black and Bellatrix Black
Bella threw the invitation at her mother. “You really don’t expect me to go through with this do you? He’s only fifteen and I’m already eighteen. “ Her mother sighed.
“Bella, Black’s have always married their cousins. You and Sirius have been promised to each other since you were three years old. It is your duty and responsibility to this family to marry Sirius and bring him back to the family fold, where he belongs. There will be no more discussion. If you both refuse, we will just wed you by proxy, but it will be done.” Bella bowed her head in apparent defeat.
“Yes, Mother.”
“Bella. Hurry up and have a child by him. After there is an heir, a quiet divorce could be considered.”
“Thank you, Mother.” Bella was triumphant. Give the family an heir and then ditch him like a bad habit.
***
Dear Sirius,
I suppose you know that our parents are set in this. They’ll wed us by proxy if nothing else. Mother and Cissy have already picked out my dress, since I refused. If we give them an heir, they will let us get divorced. I’m willing to do that since it means I will be free of you in the end. See you at the wedding.
Your reluctant bride-to-be,
Bella
Sirius crumpled the letter in his hand. Married to Bella. The thought of having to bed her made his skin crawl. He preferred his girls light-hearted and fun. Bella was dark and depressing. Living with her would be like constantly having spiders crawling over his body.
“News from home Padfoot?” James looked concerned.
“Bad news as usual. But never mind that, what will you be doing this summer vacation?” Sirius changed the subject. He knew what he would be doing, marrying Bella and conceiving an heir.
***
Bella fussed with her veil. ”I can’t breathe. This veil is suffocating me, this dress is too tight. I look terrible.” Bella broke the mirror, throwing her hairbrush at her reflection.
Cissy paled, “Seven years bad luck.”
“I don’t believe in superstition. The only bad luck I have is having to marry Sirius.” Bella burst into tears.
“Bridal nerves,” her mother whispered to her soon-to-be mother-in-law. “ Plus she’s hormonal; tonight is the perfect night for her to conceive the heir.” Great now her mother and mother-in-law were discussing her cycle. Could this day get any worse?
She knew it had gotten worse when the officiant sped through the vows. When Sirius, drunk on fire whiskey, had to be dragged into the bridal chamber and then he promptly passed out, she knew this day was the worst day of her life. As a final insult, she fell asleep on the floor in a puddle of vile white tulle.
***
Sirius woke up in a foul mood. He had drunk way too much fire whiskey, but hey, can’t a man mourn on his wedding day? He looked around for his bride. Bella lay on the floor curled into a white ball of frou-frou. Her make-up was streaked down her face, had she been crying?
“Bella. Bella, wake up. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, unless you count your mother and mine knowing all about my cycle and that last night was perfect for conceiving the bloody heir, but my groom was too drunk to do any conceiving and nobody cares how I feel about the whole situation!”
Sirius couldn’t help himself. He laughed. His older, somewhat cruel cousin’s prickly exterior held a somewhat soft heart. She looked adorable with make-up streaks and tears running down her face.
“There, there Bella. It’ll be okay.” He leaned over and wiped her make-up off.” Why do you wear all this stuff? You look so much better without it.” He looked at her as if he had never seen her before. “It’s just me and you, Bella, me and you against them.” She leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder. Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all.
The next three months passed blissfully. She learned that he would protect her against their family, he wasn’t scared of their disapproval. He learned that she could be soft, and warm, and even loving at times. They trading kisses and caresses and soon found their way to love. They tucked themselves away on a forgotten country estate and locked the world out. Bella soon found herself in the family way but not wanting their family to intrude, they told no one.
Then one late summer day, the letter came from Hogwarts. Sirius still had to finish school. How could he leave Bella now, now that he was uncovering the woman beneath the Slytherin and Black façade. If she returned to their family, she would lose her smiles and revert back to her old ways.
“I just won’t go,” he announced,” I’ll stay here with you.”
“Sirius, love, you have to go. The baby’s not due until the end of April. It’ll be the end of semester and you’ll be back. I’m sure the family could pull some strings so you’ll be here for the birth of your first child.” Bella absently rubbed her stomach and began crooning a lullaby. Since she had found out about the baby, she seemed almost fragile.
“I suppose. I’ll be home for holiday break. You will miss me, won’t you? And write me all the news?”
“Of course, love.” Bella had blossomed over the summer. She had made up with her sister Andromeda, and dropped all of her old friends. Love does strange things to people.
Back at school he pretended that nothing had changed when everything had. He pretended that his summer was boring, but his friends sensed something had changed. They just couldn’t figure it out. Some days he would be moody as if he was missing someone, but then he would disappear only to be found hours later in a much better mood. Letters from Bella had a way of cheering him up. She would write about the baby and about how much she missed him, and how did he ever stand his mother, she was driving her nuts!
At Christmas break, Sirius showered her with presents and affection. She glowed with her small basketball belly.
“What about names? If it’s a girl, how about Athena? Or Mars for a boy?” She had already put a crib up in his room and tucked tiny baby clothes into the drawers.
“Whatever you want Bella. Just as long as you’re happy.” Sirius smiled, amazed at how much being married was different than he had thought. Break was over too fast and he was back in school.
Anticipating news about the baby made time seem to go slow one moment then too fast the next. He wanted to tell James, but he felt that James wouldn’t understand. So he said nothing. School let out the first week of May and he rushed home to Bella.
“I’m huge. One week overdue, and I look like a whale.” Bella complained.
“But a beautiful pregnant whale that will soon be thin again.” Sirius cuddled her close, marveling at the baby’s kicks. A few days after he had arrived home Bella went into labor. His mother and hers pushed him out the door.
“Wait downstairs. We’ll bring the heir down, after he comes.” His mother shut the door in his face. He stormed off downstairs. Hell she’s my wife, it’s my baby. Wait downstairs. The hell with that. He stormed back up the stairs. He could hear Bella screaming in desperation.
“I want Sirius. SIRIUS!!!!” She screamed until all that could escape her throat were hoarse pants and moans of pain. He pounded at the door, “BELLA! BELLA!!!”
He didn’t know how long he sat on the floor in front of their room before their mothers came out.
“Where’s the baby? How’s Bella?” They didn’t answer him, just brushed past silently.
He entered the room. Bella was a bloody mess, her hair tangled in disarray. She saw Sirius and began to laugh wildly, until she screamed, “Our baby’s dead, DEAD, and where were YOU? WHERE WERE YOU? I needed you and you weren’t there. You said you’d protect us, and you weren’t there. They said something was wrong with her and then they smothered her. YOUR MOTHER SMOTHERED OUR BABY!” She collapsed screaming on the floor. ”GET OUT! GET OUT!! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!” He could hear her sobbing as he left to confront his mother.
“WHAT did YOU do? Mother answer me. Bella said you smothered the baby. What the hell did you do?”
“There was something wrong with it. It was deformed. You’re young, the two of you can have others.” She turned away.
“No. She never wants to see me again and I never want to see you again.” He turned to leave. His father blocked the doorway.
“If you leave, you’ll be disowned, there will be no coming back..”
“Well that’s fine with me. Mother just murdered my child, my wife’s gone crazy, I’m through with it and the whole lot of you.”
He turned and saw Bella at the top of the stairs.
“Don’t leave me Sirius, don’t leave me. I love you. Don‘t leave me here with them, not after what they did.” She whimpered in pain.
“Bella, let me go find a place, I’ll send for you. After you’re better. It’ll be okay, I promise.”
“You promise. You promised to protect me and our baby, what good are your promises. If you leave me now, don’t come back for me.” Bella looked crazed.
“Bella, I can’t take you now, but I’ll come for you.” He walked out the door. This burden felt more than any sixteen year old should have to bear. He went the only place he knew he could go, to Potter’s house. Bella collapsed on the floor, screaming from the pain, the pain of childbirth, the pain of Sirius leaving her. She screamed until her voice gave out.
“I’ll never feel this way again. Love only brings pain. Never, never again. I’ll never trust again.” Bella thought as the darkness swallowed her down.
***
The next year passed quickly, their last at Hogwarts. Every week he posted a letter to Bella, every week it came back unopened. After graduation, he found a small flat, big enough for a small family. Potter and Lily were getting married and he missed Bella. He knew she had left his parents’ house and returned to her family’s house. With much trepidation, he knocked on the door.
“Bella, your boyfriend Lestrange is here.” he heard Cissy’s voice echo through the house. She opened the door. She gasped and went white as a ghost. “You shouldn’t be here. Go before Bella sees you. She’s met someone else. They plan to get married.” Cissy moved to shut the door.
“Kind of hard to marry someone else when she’s married to me.” Sirius smirked.
“Like I’d let that stop me. I don’t count our marriage since you’re a blood traitor to your own family.” Bella swept haughtily into the room Cissy looked around and ran to escape the scene which was coming.
“I wonder what your groom-to-be would say about your having a husband? Bella, I’ve come to take you home. I miss you. Let’s try this all over, without the family interfering. Please.” He could see her face softening as she remembered. He reached for her hand and saw the Dark Lord’s mark on her creamy skin. He drew back and her eyes narrowed.
“A Death Eater, Bella. You’ve given yourself over to His cause? It’s not too late, come with me.” Bella glared at him.
“Unlike you Sirius, the Dark Lord keeps his promises. Go and don’t come back.”
“Don’t worry Bella, I won’t.” He left her standing on the doorstep with shadowed eyes, wondering what could have been.
***
She saw him a year later, but he didn’t know. She was spying on the Potters for the Dark Lord, and there he was. Playing and laughing, holding a dark-haired baby. She could see how much he loved this baby and it ate at her. This love should have been for their children, their sweet little girl, that his mother had murdered. It was all his fault that everything had gone wrong and there he was, happy without her or their child. She knew this baby wasn’t his, but it could have been. Their quiet divorce was finalized a few months ago and she had already remarried, but still her arms were empty. The healers had told her that it was possible she might never conceive again, but she knew if Sirius had stayed that they could’ve had another baby. She just knew it. Why should he be happy when she wasn’t?
***
When she had been caught and put into Azkaban, he was already there. She heard whispers about him, and sent her own whispers to him. Sometimes she thought she saw a shaggy black dog outside her cell, staring at her sadly but she knew it must be dreams, or the madness that rode her. Some days she was lost to remembering, what little she could remember, the brief moment of happiness that was like the last leaves of autumn on a frigid breeze that blew through her soul. And all around her were the whispers. Whispers of his voice calling her name, whispers of a voice she never heard, saying Mama, whispers crawling over her skin. Finally a loud voice shouted “The Dark Lord has returned!” And she shook the whispers off like cobwebs that had covered a forgotten space.
She found that her one time husband was out of Azkaban and with the boy he loved so much. The boy she longed to kill. The boy was a thief stealing the love meant for her child. She would hurt him like he had hurt her. Take from him what he had allowed to be taken from her. By God, Sirius would suffer as she had suffered all these years. She finally got her chance one night at the department of mysteries. The thief was there. Then she saw him protecting the boy like he had failed to protect her and their child. She quickly threw a spell at him to get his attention. Then she would kill the boy in front of his eyes. But it didn’t happen like that. The spell knocked him back into the veil and then he was gone. She had just killed the only man she had ever truly loved and that had loved her for who she was.
***
Sirius felt the blast of the spell knocking him back. He saw her, his beloved Bella, looking horrified at him. He could see her as she was when they had been young. He could see a light and in the light a child, a child who looked like Bella with his grey eyes. “Bella” he whispered as he was pulled away.
***
Bella ran. When she felt the Cruciatus curse hit her, she surrendered into the inevitable. She knew she would die and that would be alright. Everyone she had loved was dead, and finally she could stop running. She could hear the Dark Lord taunting Potter, and then she was free. Bella ran, it was the only thing she was good at. She had run all her life, running away from who she could have been, from love, from Sirius, from really living. Maybe soon someone would kill her and then she would be free
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Last edited by stacey on Mon Jan 21, 2008 04:08 AM; edited 1 times in total
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