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Chapter 13- Fulfilling Love

"Are you ready?" The man questioned as the youngster stood in front of him.

Harry nodded. Today was a very important stage in his life. Today was the day he would be learning the Potter Family Magic.

After their sixth year had come to an end, the group had returned home, and Harry had decided to up his training. In this attempt, his father and Lord Black had decided that it was time for him to learn the family magic.

Family Magics are the backbone of any old proud Pureblood house. In the past, it were these magics that determined the strength and power of a family. Not money.

It's because of these piss merchants like Lestranges and Malfoys that started the trend by throwing around their money.

He was excited to finally be able to learn this magic. It's with this that he could go a step ahead in fighting Tom. His weapon. Judging by the abilities of his father and Uncle, he knew that his family magic was nothing to sneeze at.

"Your mother doesn't like this, Harry. But it's time. You have been kept away from your family knowledge long enough. James would be learning this from you. The reason is to make you more familiar with the magic that runs through your veins." Charlus explained.

"Why was I not able to use it if it's in my blood?" Harry asked curiously.

Charlus chuckled. "I wondered when you would catch on."

"The Potter family magic is not something that could be learnt from a grimoire. And to be honest, there is no grimoire in the Potter family at all."

Harry frowned. "There isn't?" A shake of the head was the answer.

"Then how do we learn it?"

"That is where the Potter magic is unique. Our magic takes over our bodies when we are ready. The magic itself teaches you the spells. The magic gives you the knowledge to learn the spells. All you have to do is trust your magic. You might feel that it is not right. But I urge you to trust your heart at its every advice, Harry. Listen to your heart." He said and raised his wand, stunning the boy who didn't see the spell coming.

Charlus stood in front of Harry before slashing his left palm open and letting thirteen drops of his blood fall on his bare chest.

Charlus closed his eyes and started to chant in Latin. His chants grew in volume and a wave of magic emanated from him, surrounding himself and his son. The wave of magic was now intense in the room and the pressure started to build up.

Harry was raised into the air by the golden magical essence of Charlus. After being suspended in the air for ten more minutes, the magic dissipated completely and Charlus was quick to catch his son who was about to fall.

He placed him on the bed that he conjured in the corner of the room before covering him in a blanket.

"Sleep, tight son."

He slowly descended the stairs and he was face to face with his wife. Her being the lady of the house, she would have felt the ritual being performed and her boy's pain.

"He didn't make a sound." He whispered sadly.

"Did you expect anything else?" Dorea questioned, tearing up slightly.

"Not really. No." The two remembered the day they watched the memory.

FLASHBACK--

"Shitting hell!" Charlus exclaimed and Dorea for the first time, in a long while didn't bother correcting her husband. Not after what she just witnessed.

"Oh, Merlin." She whispered as she collapsed into her seat.

"He was amazing." She whispered, still in awe of what she had seen.

"I was pants at that age." Arcturus snorted.

"So it's true. We have become his target." Charlus nodded somberly.

"I will be raising those war wards," Arcturus assured his brother in law.

"It's time Dor." Dorea was confused for a moment before realizing what he was talking about.

"Surely not right now, Charlus."

"He needs all the help he can get, Dor. This will be a huge advantage to him." He explained.

"Family magic?" Arcturus asked the two who nodded.

"Charlus is right. It's time." He agreed.

"I don't like it. I don't like anything that happens to him. Especially things like this." She sniffed.

"We have to do our duty, Dor. I don't see him running away from his aim. The least we can do is help him." She nodded.

"Did you know those elemental spells that he had performed?" Arcturus questioned him.

"There is a book in our library. It's not easy. Then again, he is not just any other kid is he?"

The three were lost in their thoughts seemingly trying to run a few scenarios in their heads.

Dorea didn't like this. It was not something she would agree to, but she had to.

FLASHBACK ENDS

The floo glowed and Dorea watched as her two nieces stepped out. Bellatrix looked around before turning to her aunt.

"Where is Harry?" She questioned.

Dorea proceeded to explain what had happened. The two girls looked alarmed before their looks molded into one of understanding.

"He is healthy isn't he?" Narcissus asked and received nods from both Dorea and Charlus in return.

She sagged in relief.

"Please don't forget to inform us when he is awake." Bellatrix agreed along with her sister.

The two left kissing their aunt on her cheek. Dorea smiled at the young women.

"It's a relief that he has the two of them." She sighed. Charlus nodded.

"The two will keep him level. They compliment each other a lot." He explained.

"This house would be filled with Black women and I don't hope it's a nightmare." Charlus chuckled at her expression.

"So, am I a nightmare, Mr Potter?" She questioned sweetly. Charlus shook his head.

"I would be a fool to consider something so wonderful as a nightmare." Dorea smiled at her husband before she left the room.

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Harry found himself regaining consciousness. His body was aching terribly and he felt as if his veins were on fire.

He sat up, and it took a few seconds to clear his sight.

He immediately understood that he was not in his home.

A lone elder tree stood in front of him. Looking as green as ever and swaying gently to the cool breeze. Harry was not a person who liked silence a lot, but this silence was soothing. Very calm and peaceful.

"It is soothing isn't it?" Harry turned around as quickly as he could but he recognised the speaker.

"It's been some time, Harry." Harry nodded warily, standing up, struggling as he stood up.

"You need not be scared, Harry. I am just here to talk." He grimaced as he heard the entity chuckle.

"What can I do for you, Lady Death?"

The essence of the universe smiled at him.

"Look at you. So polite." Harry stiffened as she caressed his cheek.

"Come with me." Harry followed her dutifully. She stopped right in front of the Elder tree.

"Sit down." She sat down on the ground, her legs folded and Harry copied her actions.

The two stared at each other for a while.

"You want to know why I have brought you to this place? Don't bother hiding it dear. It's clear as daylight." She smiled when she saw Harry shuffle in his place.

She gestured to the tree in front of them.

"Do you know what that is, Harry?"

"An elder tree." He frowned at the questioning.

Death chuckled. "It isn't as simple as you think, Harry. This particular Elder tree is historic. A tree of legends if people ever heard of it." She pointed to a thirteen to fourteen-inch long slit in the bark of the tree.

Harry instantly placed it. "The Elder Wand." He whispered, his eyes watching the tree with wonder.

"Yes. The legendary Elder wand was crafted by me from this very tree." Death answered.

"This was the first ever Elder tree that was planted."

Harry stared at the tree with wonder.

This was like getting into the very pages of history.

"And it is still standing as tall and proud as it stood all those centuries ago." Death continued.

"That is you, Harry." Harry turned to face Death, surprise on his face.

"You have faced a lot and still, you stand tall and proud. Just like that Elder Tree." She pointed out.

"So, I brought you here to begin the first lesson of your magic, Harry. The Peverell magic." She finished, as she stood up.

"You are a very special case, Harry. You have three prominent bloodlines in your body, Harry Potter. That is something that is a huge advantage to you. Something that will help you out here." She explained.

"What you will be learning here is your Peverell magic. And this will be divided into smaller targets. Targets, which you will be achieving one by one. It depends on certain tasks that you complete for me.

For now, this magic will start to become visible in your body. You will feel the changes gradually." She explained.

"But for the next part, you must find the next Horcrux for me, Harry. The quicker you find the Horcrux, the faster your lessons will be." She smiled.

"I will give you a clue, though. It is hidden in plain sight, where everything is hidden." He frowned at the answer. This might be a clue, but it was a very difficult clue.

"It is vague, yes. But for a brilliant man like you, it should not be a great challenge. You will have it worked out in no time. Don't worry." She reassured him.

"Until next time, Harry." She pressed a soft kiss on his forehead and Harry felt himself closing his eyes despite of him trying his best to resist.

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Harry woke up with a start. He shook his head and cleared the drowsiness.

"Shit!" He muttered as he felt his eyes feeling heavy.

He sat stiffly for ten minutes, and he felt himself getting better.

He felt surprisingly good. Light and fast. He stood up and frowned. He felt light on his feet as well.

He raised his hand and used the water charm. It didn't make a difference. It was as it was before.

He was about to leave and ask his father when he felt something whisper in his head.

Before he knew it, he raised his hand and with a simple flick, the twenty training dummies in the room had their necks snapped and their arms torn from their sockets.

Harry stared at his handiwork in awe.

"Harry?" He turned back to see his father and brother staring at the devastation that had occurred in his room.

"Shit!" James muttered as he observed the carnage.

"That was the first spell that you received?" Charlus questioned with surprise.

Harry nodded, frowning at his reaction.

"Is it bad?" He questioned his father who was still gaping at the destroyed dummies.

"No. It just means that you are way ahead in your abilities than I was at your age." Charlus smiled at his son.

"Our magic helps us learn battle magic. The magic is extremely destructive." He continued.

"And as I told you in the beginning, there is no Grimoire to learn the Potter family magic. The information and knowledge is shared to you, from your magic. That is the reason I asked you to listen to your heart." Charlus explained.

"Moreover, this was certainly not the first spell that I tried out. Not even by a mile." Charlus continued gazing at the level of destruction and the painful manner in which the dummies were left.

"Harry, this is the Potter family magic." He gestured to the dummies.

"Our family has hailed from a long line of warriors. And incidentally, our magic specializes in the field of destructive magic. Spells suited for battles." He explained.

"That is the reason why that spell is so dangerous. When used against a number of enemies, then it is deadly."

Harry nodded.

He was now possessing an extremely important weapon. A weapon that will be a huge advantage in situations he might find himself in.

"Where is mum?"

"She is visiting the Black Manor." James shrugged.

"Bell and Cissa? Were they here?"

The two other Potters laughed heartily.

"Already have you wrapped around their fingers, have they?" Charlus chuckled at his faint blush.

"It's a good thing you are not losing yourself, son. Trust me, it is not a pleasant thing." He whispered.

Harry remembered something that he had wanted to show his father.

"James. Can you give us a moment?" He received a nod from his brother and the boy left the two Potters.

"There is something that I have to show you, Dad," Harry whispered. "This might come as a surprise, because I don't think this spell is achieved by many." He muttered.

Harry raised his hand and Charlus watched curiously before his eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in shock.

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"Hello, Harry." Melania greeted the young man with a kind smile. She loved the boy very much. He was a very kind young man.

"Lady Black." Harry greeted the woman.

"I had heard about what you were up to. Are you well?" She asked him, giving him a once over.

"I am fine. Yes, Mother. I am truly fine." Harry huffed as his mother gave him a penetrating stare. She nodded eventually and smiled as she saw the boy sag with relief.

"Narcissa and Bellatrix?" He questioned the two women pointed upstairs.

He nodded and left the room.

Charlus sat still, his skin pale and his eyes wide. The three others noticed the man looking like that and frowned.

"Arcturus, I need to speak to you." Charlus just stood up and walked out of the room.

The ladies watched the two men walk out of the room. "Do you know what that was about?" Melania questioned her sister in law who shrugged.

Something was bothering Charlus and she wanted to know what it was. But she knew better than to force the man for the answer. He will talk to her eventually.

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Harry walked to one of the rooms that had been pointed out and knocked on the door.

"It's open. Come in." Harry opened the door and smiled as he watched Narcissa sat, turned away from him, engrossed in her assignment.

"I am busy right now. Please don't disturb me." She moaned as she rubbed her temple.

Harry chuckled. "Ouch. That hurts Cissa. Such coldness."

Narcissa was out of her chair within seconds. Her eyes widened as she saw him grinning at her.

"Harry!" She squealed and jumped into his arms, almost knocking the wind out of him.

Harry smiled as he hugged the girl. He placed a kiss on her forehead.

"How are you?" Harry could see that she was worried.

"I am fine love. I have never been better." He placated the worried girl. She nodded against his chest.

She dragged the boy to her bed and pulled him alongside her as the two fell in a heap. She placed her head on his chest as Harry wrapped an arm around her.

The two remained in that position, not making a sound, enjoying the silence. She started drawing circles on his chest and sighed as she felt him pull her closer to him.

"What were you doing?" He asked the girl.

"Arithmancy assignment." She groaned softly.

"You could have asked Bellatrix to help." Harry pointed out, causing the girl to frown.

"She is a selfish girl!" She exclaimed.

"No, Cissy. You must do your work on your own. I won't be there to help you in your exams, will I?" She mimicked her elder sister.

Harry laughed. He could imagine the pout that adorned her features. He slowly lifted her head and kissed her gently. Their kiss increased in intensity and slowly, the two began to grope each other.

Harry had his hands inside her robes and had grabbed her breast when the door opened.

The two froze and a small squeak was heard.

"Mrs Black. It's not what it looks like." Druella Black squinted her eyes, mentally smirking at the young man who gulped.

"So, you have your hands up my daughter's clothes and you seem to be enjoying that. Is that not what is going on here?" Harry blushed as he hastily removed his arm.

"I'm.. I d..don't...i… I will see you downstairs Cissa." He muttered and bolted from the room.

The mother and daughter duo watched the young man leave and giggled.

"That was mean, mother." Narcissa admonished through her continued fits of giggles.

"Your boyfriend is too cute when he stutters, dear." She smirked at her daughter and let out a mock sigh.

"It's bad luck that he was not at Hogwarts when I was there. Such a wonderful boy." She sighed causing her daughter to gape at her as she walked away.

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Harry didn't turn back. He raced away from his girlfriend's room. God that was embarrassing.

"Woah...Slow down, Harry."

"Hello, Andi." He smiled as he stopped in front of the girl.

Harry frowned as he observed the girl closely. She seemed to be crying. Her eyes seemed puffy and red.

"What is the matter, Andi?" The girl frowned. Harry shook his head.

"Don't try to hide it, Andi. Not from me." Harry glared at the girl.

Andi chuckled, but her tone was still down.

"It's nothing, Harry. Don't worry. It's a girl's issue." She placated the boy.

Harry knew that the girl was lying, but he nodded nonetheless.

"If there is anything that you want to speak about, promise me that you will find me and speak to me." He ordered.

Andromeda couldn't stop a few drops of tears that made their way into her eyes.

She grabbed the young man in a tight hug.

"Thank you, Harry." She whispered.

Harry nodded with a gentle smile.

"Remember that I am not just your cousin, but your friend too. I would be a bad friend if I didn't help you." He muttered.

Andromeda extracted herself from his arms. She stared at the boy who was in front of her. She shook her head.

"You are the best, Harry. Thank you." She leaned forward and kissed his cheek, before darting to her room.

Harry chuckled softly. It won't do to press a girl to speak her mind out. A woman's mind is more complicated than the concept of the Fidelius charm.

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Andromeda closed the door and collapsed behind it. She let her tears fall freely. She cursed her fate. This was not supposed to happen.

FLASHBACK-

Andromeda was passing through the sitting room, when she heard a soft voice speaking.

"I have spoken with Arcturus." The voice spoke. "A marriage contract will be set up as soon as possible for Andromeda. I just know the right family for that." She heard.

Andromeda reared back as if struck. She took a few hasty steps back.

'A marriage contract?' She was being put in a marriage contract.

No. She was floored. She didn't know what to do. How can they do this? She was not expecting this.

She felt scared. They were trying to ship her off to a dumb and arrogant pureblood to be a trophy wife.

Her aunt was not surprised. She hated the woman with all her heart. She wouldn’t put it past her to do things like this. Walburga was the worst possible human being born in the world.

But her grandfather agreed to this. She could not believe this. How can her grandfather agree to this? She wanted to go and ask him. She wanted to ask why he was doing this. She froze all of a sudden. Her grandfather is a very intelligent man. If he had taken this decision, then that might mean that her love affair with Ted must have reached his ears.

She felt her blood run cold. How will Ted deal with this backlash? Her family didn't take lightly to mudbloods. Even her grandfather who preferred to remain indifferent to muggle-borns would not take this matter lightly. He would be embarrassed.

Andromeda couldn't speak to him. She had to find a solution herself. She left the hallway and started to rush back to her room.

FLASHBACK ENDS-

Andromeda was at her wit's end. She had no idea how to deal with this. Her thoughts went back to the young man that she had just ran into.

Her heart fluttered whenever she thought of him. She didn't know why she felt that way anytime she saw Harry. Why did her brain scream that something was wrong?

Why did her heart shout out to her that being with Ted was so wrong and Harry was so good?

Why did she have to suffer all these things?

An owl flew in through her window. She walked to the table where the bird sat and relieved it from its load. She opened a letter and instantly smiled. Ted had written her a letter.

Once again, her heart screamed out to her. It was forbidding her from reading the letter, but she pressed on.

She picked up a piece of her favorite chocolates that was sent along with the letter. She smiled at the emotions on display from the boy.

"I am so lucky." She muttered as she put one in her mouth.

Instantly all thoughts of Harry disappeared from her brain and were replaced by Ted. She smiled as she clutched the letter that she had received from the boy.

---&&&-----

Harry looked into the mirror as he straightened his hair and his shirt. He then went downstairs. Today was a very special day for Harry. It was the first time that he was going out on a date.

Tomorrow was Bellatrix's birthday and he had planned something special for the girl.

Bellatrix was not expecting this. He had kept this as a surprise. He didn't want to let anyone know beforehand and let her know about it.

He slipped away unnoticed and disappeared from the front door. It was still early in the morning and he was sure that none would be awake.

He appeared at the front door of Grimmauld Place and knocked on the door.

The door was opened by Kreacher who bowed low as he noticed Harry.

"Master Potter. How can Kreacher serve you?" Harry smiled at the elf

"I need to speak to Bellatrix, Kreacher. Can you inform her that I am here?" Kreacher nodded and disappeared.

He had sat down in the living room when Bellatrix arrived downstairs, still dressed in her nightclothes. Her face lit up as she saw Harry.

"Harry? What are you doing here, so early in the morning?" Harry stood up and hugged the girl, placing a kiss on her forehead.

"That is a topic for later. Now, why don't you quickly get dressed and meet me here?" The girl frowned and nodded.

Harry smiled at her reaction. She thought that he might have forgotten her birthday.

It was an hour later that Bellatrix finally arrived downstairs. She was dressed in a simple summer dress and to Harry, she looked as perfect as ever.

She looked expectantly at the boy, wanting to know what all this was about.

Harry offered his hand.

"Come with me." He walked out of the door with his girlfriend just behind him.

The two stood outside and Harry took out a small pocket watch and the two were whisked away seconds later.

Bellatrix opened her eyes and was about to let her boyfriend know of her displeasure at being side apparated suddenly, but her words stopped on her tongue when she witnessed the sight in front of her.

She could identify the beautiful Eiffel Tower anywhere. She turned back to her boyfriend, her eyes wide.

"We are in Paris?" Harry grinned and nodded.

"I decided that I should take my beautiful girlfriend out on a date and where else can I take her, but to one of the most beautiful cities in this world?" Bellatrix couldn't stop gaping at him.

"Come on, now. We have a lot of things to do." Harry pulled her along, chuckling at her stunned expression.

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"Let me get this straight." Bellatrix sighed.

"You brought me to Paris?" He nodded.

"For a date?" He nodded. "For a date?"

Harry huffed. "Stop saying that. It is my first date with my girlfriend. I wanted it to be the best."

Bellatrix slapped her forehead with her free hand as he pulled her towards a grand shop.

Bellatrix watched with awe at the huge and grand building that they walked into. Harry gestured to a young woman who approached the two with a smile.

"Good Morning, Mr Potter." The girl greeted Harry. Harry smiled at the girl.

"I hope everything is ready?" The young woman nodded.

"Of course, sir. You will be approached by one of our staff members. In the meantime, Ms Black, if you would follow me." Bellatrix glanced at Harry who nodded at the girl. She was led deeper inside the huge building.

Two hours later, Harry had put on a black suit with a forest green shirt as he waited for Bellatrix to come back.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, he heard a gentle cough. Harry's breath caught up in his chest as he witnessed Bellatrix.

Angelic. That was the only thing that he could say. Her hair was curled just a bit that gave off a curly shape to it. Light makeup adorned her beautiful face. The slight pink on her cheeks just enhanced her beauty.

The deep purple dress that hugged her body in the right places helped draw attention to her already drool-worthy curves.

Harry could not ask to see a better sight.

"Wow!" Bellatrix blushed at his admission. Once again, she had to thank Merlin for him. He looked handsome. So very handsome in his clothes. She had to admit that she was extremely lucky.

"Ready?" He asked as he offered her his arm. The girl nodded. Harry turned back to the helper. "Thanks a lot, madam. You have been a great help." He placed a stack of notes in her hand and left with Bellatrix.

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"That was an amazing experience," Bellatrix whispered as she walked hand in hand with Harry.

"You have to thank Amy for that. It was her recommendation that I followed." He grinned.

"Then, thanks are in order." Harry nodded.

Harry led her to a very fancy looking establishment.

A man clad in a suit approached the two.

"We have a reservation under the name Potter." Harry pointed out and the man nodded.

"Of course. We were expecting you, Mr Potter." The two of them were led to a table next to a window, overlooking the city.

The two ordered their dinner and spent some time talking about a few things.

As their dinner came to an end, a slow violin music was played and Harry stood up.

He walked next to the girl and held his hand out. "May I have this dance, my lady?"

Bellatrix grinned. "Of course, kind sir."

The two joined many other couples on the floor who were gently swaying to the music. Harry placed his hands around her waist and she wrapped her hands around his neck.

The two just moved with the music for the next twenty minutes before Bellatrix pointed out that she would like to go outside.

The two left the hotel. The famous nightlife of Paris was visible around them. It was probably what added to the beauty of the place.

The two spent the next two hours taking a walk around the city. Watching life in the city.

"This was the best day of my life," Bellatrix whispered as she pulled him close to her.

Harry smiled at her.

"It's not done yet." Harry conjured a blind fold. "Tie this on your eyes. No peeking until I say so." Bellatrix, amused by his childlike enthusiasm, could only agree to that.

She was being led somewhere by him, but she didn't bother asking. They came to a stop after five minutes.

"Are you ready?" He questioned her.

"Yes."

He pulled away the blindfold. Bellatrix gasped as she watched the entire city of Paris from atop the Eiffel Tower.

Before she could speak, fireworks began adorning the dark sky. Bellatrix watched the entire spectacle with wonder.

She turned back to see Harry standing there, with a beautiful bouquet. He stepped closer to the girl who was now overcome with emotions.

She smiled before pulling the boy into a hug after she accepted his present.

"Thank you." She muttered into his chest, as she tried to hide her tears. The tears of happiness.

He pulled away from the hug and retrieved a small package from his inner pocket.

"Open it." He placed it in her hand.

Bellatrix did as he instructed and gasped as she retrieved a beautiful pearl necklace from it.

"Do you like it?" He asked nervously, and Bellatrix couldn't hold out any longer.

She pulled him into a passionate kiss. Her arms grabbed the hem of his suit and pulled him close.

"I love it." She muttered and swept her curly hair away from her neck.

"Put it on me." Harry took the necklace and put it around her neck and fastened the clasp as he placed a chaste kiss on her exposed back, enjoying how she shivered in delight.

She smiled into his embrace, happiness overloaded.

"I love you," Bellatrix said, not bothering to hide it anymore. She felt his grip on her increase .

She felt him leave her embrace and she looked into his brilliant and beautiful eyes. It seemed to be evaluating her words.

He probably found what he was looking for.

But he didn't reply. He turned away from her and Bellatrix felt her heart sink for a second. She frowned when he raised his hand and suddenly, the sky illuminated with a lot of fireworks and with the help of magic that Harry himself had enchanted, formed the words

I LOVE YOU BELLATRIX BLACK

She smiled brilliantly at the wonderful confession from him. She turned to face him, as she saw his lazy grin on his face, the one that he always has. She kissed him once again, but this one was more possessive and more passionate.

"Today is the best day of my life, Harry Potter. Thank you. Thank you for making this a wonderful night." She whispered, her eyes still roaming over the night sky, illuminated with his heartfelt confession.

"I am glad you enjoyed it, Bell." He said and the two stood watching the wonderful spectacle, without speaking again for the next few minutes.

She loved it. She loved everything about this man. He was sweet, he was passionate, he was such a wonderful human being. For someone who was so averted to the thoughts of being with a boy, she struck gold. She found a man. A complete man, with all his fears and faults and power, knowledge and silliness.

True, she had to share him with her sister, but that was not an issue. She had come to accept that fact. Yes, she didn't like it too much, but she still wouldn't have it any other way.

"Shall we get back. It's getting close to midnight." The two walked back to the hotel they were staying in for the night.

Bellatrix's brain was functioning at a very rapid pace and it finally came to a conclusion. It was time.

She separated from him and proceeded to change, carefully removing her clothes. The beautiful dress that he bought for her. That beautiful necklace. It will always serve as a remainder for this wonderful night she shared with the love of her life. The first of many nights.

She knew the perfect present that she would be giving back to him. She didn't bother putting on anything and walked back into the bedroom, stark naked.

She knew that he would love it, and sure enough, his jaw dropped as he watched her naked as the day she was born. The moonlight that shone through the window illuminated her beautiful figure, giving her an ethereal glow.

She slowly walked up to him, her hips swaying alluringly. She pushed him back and mounted his lap, straddling his bulge and eliciting a throaty moan from him.

"I had promised myself that I will give myself to you, the day I finally say those words." She whispered as she proceeded to remove the buttons of his shirt.

His shrugged off shirt was joined by his pants that she helped him remove along with his boxers.

She slowly straddled his hardened length with her wet center, moaning along with him.

She had heard the other girls talking about the length of the boys they would have fun with. Suffice to say, Harry was of a very good size if their words were anything to go by, not that it mattered to her.

"I want you to look me in the eyes, when I finally become yours, Harry. I want you to make love to me. I want you to take me and make me yours." She whispered as her violets stared at his glazed emeralds.

Harry got up and slowly overturned their position. He was now on top as he placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

"Look me in my eyes, Bell." He whispered and slowly, he entered her. Bellatrix hissed in pain, her nails digging into his back, almost drawing blood. Harry immediately kissed the girl passionately. He wanted her to forget the pain.

"Open your eyes, Bell." He instructed slowly and watched as her tear-filled eyes locked his gaze.

"Keep your eyes only on mine, Bell. We will carry on once you are ready. No need to be hasty. We have all the time in the world. Just look into my eyes." Harry spoke gently and the girl nodded.

A few moments later, Bellatrix gave her consent. Harry slowly thrust into her and moaned along with her as the two experienced pleasure like never before. He pulled back slowly and thrust back in, gently. He repeated this process several times. Bellatrix was in heaven. She felt wonderful.

She loved how gentle and loving he was with her.

She loved him whispering sweet nothings into her ears and placing heartfelt kisses that conveyed a lot.

She loved him. She loved him with all her heart.

Her body suddenly started to spasm and shake as she felt herself getting close.

"Harry. I am close." She whispered.

"Me too, love." He grunted.

"Together," Bellatrix muttered and hugged him close to her body, her legs locking themselves around his waist.

A few thrusts later, the two felt their vision go white and Harry collapsed next to the girl after he was done. The two of them were still locked with each other.

Harry opened his eyes and pulled the girl closer to him. Their breathing was labored and their bodies were covered with a sheen of sweat.

He placed a loving kiss on her forehead and smiled as she mumbled something. She looked so cute when she was sleeping.

"Sleep well, my love." He whispered as he was consumed in the realms of Morpheus himself.

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Walburga Black cackled mentally as she watched her niece stare into space. She knew very well what she was thinking about. She had played a role in planting the seeds of doubts in her head.

She could make out that her plan had worked well.

Walburga had probably been the most ambitious among her family. Her brother was an idiot, but not her. She was far from it. She had made sure that Orion Black was wrapped around her finger, listening to her every beck and call.

She had been ecstatic when her marriage to the Black family had taken place. But that joy disappeared as time passed.

She didn't see the glorious life she dreamed of. She didn't get to be Lady Black. Her son turned out to be a disappointment. That was when the Dark Lord emerged. When she learned that her paternal family is in cohorts with the Dark Lord, she was ecstatic. The Dark Lord was the heir of the Noble line of Slytherin. Very few possessed the power he did.

But the Black family didn't want anything to do with him. Her nieces, who she wanted to be used as a means to further her standing with the Dark Lord through means of marriage to the upstanding family that followed the Dark Lord. But that didn't come to be.

They had to go and fall in love with the new Potter brat of all people. The boy gave her the creeps. He was not tolerant of the Dark Lord and if he ever finds out she is involved, she would never wake up to see the light again.

That left only Andromeda in her radar. She knew that the girl was stubborn too, but she met the Dark Lord who came up with an idea to help her.

The Dark Lord had come up with a plan to make sure that she ended up as the Lady Black. His spies let him know that her niece was cavorting with a mudblood. At first, she was angry. She wanted to curse the little bitch to hell. But when she learnt of the plan the Dark Lord had come up with, she agreed to it.

Just like that, she had made sure that the girl was in earshot when she put up an act of speaking as if the girl was to be put in a marriage contract. She knew the girl would act.

Sure enough, the girl was thinking of a way out. Soon, she would have control of the Black Family. She would be at the forefront of the Dark Lord's most faithful. She will play a major role in purging the wizarding world of filth.

She smirked, and that smirk went unseen by the unsuspecting members of her family. They wouldn't know what hit them.

TBC----