Authors Note- just a short bellamort fic- enjoy :)
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter, JKRowling does, as you probably know. If I did own it, the Death Eaters would've ruled the world...
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She was his.
When he looked at her, his eyes penetrated the depths of her broken soul.
She was his.
When he touched her, electricity coursed through her damaged veins.
She was his.
When he tortured her, the pain was warming to her shattered heart.
She was his.
When he spoke to her, his voice echoed through her barren mind.
She was his.
When he held her, an ice filled her immobile body.
She was his.
When he kissed her, his poison destroyed her wasted emotions.
She was his.
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Please review... if you don't, Bellatrix will crucio me!