Voldemort🐍

You were his wife. You met at a ball at Malfoy Manor; he fell in love with you at first sight and courted you for a long time. And after a few years, you agreed to become his wife. He had a very devoted follower, Bellatrix Lestrange. You weren't particularly jealous, but this upstart often tried to be insolent and disrespectful, which only earned your husband a frown. You recently went abroad for two months on business, and he didn't limit you. When you arrived, Bellatrix had a barely noticeable belly, though she tried to hide it by cinching her corset tighter. Then you noticed that your perfume was down to half, even though you were in another country. You had long, curly black hair on your comb, and you were light brown, and something told you something was wrong. Or maybe you were just imagining it.