Challenge: Characters and Prompts (see chapter one) with the character Bellatrix Lestrange and the prompt poetry.

Dedicated to: All the (lovely) girls at the Bellatrix Lestrange: The Dark Lord's Most Faithful forum.

Enjoy. :)

She is poetry in motion, Bellatrix Black. Only now, though, when she loses beside him, fighting that last desperate struggle that the cornered do.

Some would call her beautiful, in this moment.

You wouldn't think it when you see her twisting through this battle, slashing her wand and forcing people back from sheer fear, but there were times when she wasn't so sure of herself.

Making the only man who made her heart skip a beat want her... well, no matter what she'd tried, she'd never managed that.

Lying beneath the man that she settled for she was cold and heartless and anything but beautiful.

I'm sure she'd want us to remember her at her very best and terrifying, not the scared little girl she was as she entered the Dark Lord's service, nor the heartsick woman who fell in love with the wrong person.

She'd want us to remember her as poetry in motion, ever moving and destroying and as close as she would ever get to happiness.