Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter.

Written for the AU Soulmate challenge.

Pairing: Bellatrix/Voldemort.


Like a parasite, he fed off her soul because his was in far too many pieces. He was her soul mate if he had asked her to cut out her own heart, she would have.

The damage he had done to his own soul meant he recognised her as his soul mate, but didn't suffer the painful longing she did. She craved his love where he only needed her soul.

When they were apart for long periods she descended into madness.

He could survive without her or, at least, he thought he could, but she knew without him, she would die. She felt every emotion of his as if they were her own, yet he could only occasionally feel the slightest twinge of her emotions.

There were rumours that when one soul mate died the other would shortly die as well. She knew when his heart stopped beating so would hers, but neither of them believed when hers did, his would.

They were wrong, but she would never know that. He would only know when it was too late to change either of their fates.

She willingly gave him everything she had, but by the time they met he had nothing left to give. He could only take from her until the darkness that infested him began to infest her.

Still, he would greedily feed on her soul to take away the ache from what he had done to his.

In death when the only bit of his soul left was a hideous looking creƤture she would carry it around for all eternity. A foul screeching thing that fit in the palm of her hand.


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