Cœur du lion - mon cœur - mon frère, je suis noyé.
The line between the living and the dead is stretched thin, fragile and breakable like glass; there are ghosts in the stars, ghosts in his head, and everything fades with the dawn.
They say Regulus is dead. They say Lord Voldemort is fled, a wraith wrapped in smoke.
They say, they say - but what do normal people know?
Bellatrix was a queen, carrying the child of a god.
For CrimsonQuill's New Beginnings Challenge
Have you ever pondered the relationship between Bellatrix Lestrange and Voldemort, and how Delphini Riddle actually came about?
Me neither, but this is how it might have happened…
Written for BellaLestrange87's Parody Challenge