Summary: What could lead someone to become so devoted to someone else that she would kill for him, torture for him, even endure 14 years of prison for him? Is that kind of devotion a sign of personal strength...or of weakness? A one-shot from Bellatrix Black Lestrange's point of view; after the end of OOTP she looks back on her life and wonders if she has made the right decisions.





This is my first fanfic of any kind. ^_^ Please R&R. [Note -- I wrote this before Book 6, so HBP and DH are disregarded.]