you were the child of bellatrix, a vile witch that has done very terrible things, you went to a different wizarding school but you had to move to Hogwarts because they all found out you were a lestrange and didn’t treat you nicely after that.

you were dating Neville longbottom, for 1 year and 4 months, a quiet nerd in your school, you never told him you were a lestrange, you never told anyone actually, until during the tournament, your old school came to Hogwarts, and a bitch named fluer, told everyone your secret, but you didn’t know until you started getting strange looking in the halls but you ignored it.

you were in the empty Griffyndor common room, reading, until hermonie, harry, Ron, and Neville walk in.

“Hey babe” you say softly to him and he just glares at you walks away, so does the golden trio, acting like they haven’t been friends with you since 3rd year.

that went on for about a week, until one day Draco told you that everyone knew you were a lestrange, it made sense, tho it still hurt.

one day you were just in the empty hallway, it was past curfew professors walking by did see you but didn’t say anything, you were crying in a bench, because the pain of losing all your friends and boyfriend did hurt, until you see Neville sit next to you.