A/N: Steph and I discussed it this afternoon when I popped into school. Taking the piss really - what if Bellatrix had been looking after the Dark Lord instead of Wormtail? Mainly for amusement kicks. Enjoy.
I'M
IN THE MIDDLE OF A CHAIN REACTION!
(OH, REALLY?)"You
make me tremble
When your hand moves lower
(When you're in
love)"
"Blood, from the enemy, unwillingly given," murmured Bellatrix, slicing a knife into Harry's arm and ignoring his screams of pain. She moved as if hypnotized towards the cauldron, and dropped several droplets of blood into the cauldron.
Suddenly, flames burst around the cauldron and she moved back well enough, whilst Harry continued to watch with horror, as something pale and snakelike rose, his hands feeling around his head and coming to rest around his cheekbones, when his eyes shot open for the first time. His hands explored his new body and he remembered human touch for the first time in ages. Bellatrix cautiously re-appeared and stared, goggle-eyed at Voldemort.
"Robe me, Bellatrix," said Voldemort in a
high, cold voice.
"Whatever for?" replied Bellatrix in a
trance, starring at him with wide eyes.
"NOW,"
hissed Voldemort dangerously, but she just laughed before taking
great care in putting his robes upon him, and handing him his wand.
His long, spider-like fingers wrapped around it and he extended it
towards Bellatrix. "Your arm ..."
"You can have all
of me, if you want," she smiled, half drooling.
Harry was
completely baffled, but hoped this diversion would come to his
advantage. Voldemort was staring at Bellatrix in such a strong manner
that she, unwillingly, rolled up her robe sleeve and he pressed his
wand to her dark mark. "And now," he murmured, "To see
who shall return to me, and who shall not."
"But I was
your most faithful, wasn't I, my Lord?"
"You helped,"
said Voldemort coolly, "But, ah, most of the time you were
distracted."
"I couldn't help it, my lord, you are just
wonderous to look at."
He looked half amused, half irritated.
"Really, Bella ..."
"Looks like no ones going to
return," she stated in an eager tone, "And nobody else is
here ..."
"Quite right," agreed Voldemort.
It appeared they had
forgotten all about poor Harry, who was trapped.
"Oh, my
lord," said Bellatrix in a very soft voice, advancing towards
him and placing her hands on his chest, "It's been too
long,"
But not long enough, thought Harry bitterly.
"But I will regain control this
time," replied Voldemort conversationally, "And this time I
will be successful."
"Yeah, okay!" interjected
Harry, bored of being ignored.
They appeared not to of heard
him.
"Oh, my lord!"
gasped Bellatrix as her and Voldemort dissapeared behind some
gravestones.
"Fucking hell," swore Harry to himself, "At
least I have you for company," he added to the unmoving Cedric.
x x x
short, aye.
more soon?