"Hurry up bellatrix the Dark Lord is waiting" sneered Snape. I don't understand why he has to get his big fat nose into everything and everyone's businesse. As we strolled up to the Malfoy Manner I scoff
"My sister is the most spoiled woman in all of London "
Snape looks at me "That is not very appropriate at this moment"
"She is and you the Dark Lord adores you"
"Not likely but yet again I don't spend my whole time suffocating him with pointless accusations"
I feel inraged "Excuse me I would keep your gobshut if I was you"
Lucius answers the door. He nodes
"Bellatrix and Snape"
"Is he here ? " I ask
"He's been waiting for you Severus"
Of course it's always him. I walk in slowly. He's sitting at the end of a long dinner table stroking his repulsive snake.
"Did you miss me" I cackle. His face expressionless. Not even a twitch of the mouth.
"Bellatrix" his voice like a whisper "Sit down and be quiet"
I node my head and sit down.
"Of course my lord"
He looks straight at Severus. At the moment I envy Severus