The second thing you feel, when a wand is shoved down your throat, is your jaw quivering from the strain of being stretched so far and for so long. The first thing you feel is the wand being shoved down your throat.
Lord Voldemort has his wand down my throat and he says
Suck it up. Take it like a woman.
Lord Voldemort is funny. He is also my best friend.
Two weeks ago I trusted him with my life. Two weeks later I pay the consequences.
Tonight Lord Voldemort plans to kill me.
Tonight he has his wand down my throat,
Tonight he tells me
You're not really going to die. You will be forever remembered as the savior of the true blood. You're a martyr.
I gurgle a bit. He lifts his wand slightly. I tell him
I don't want to be a martyr.
Lord Voldemort smiles and shoves the wand back down my throat.
I gag. He laughs.
You won't really die, he says. The first step to eternal life is death.
I want to tell him, that I don't want eternal life. But that would be a lie. Part of me does want eternity, because Lord Voldemort wants eternity. Part of me doesn't care how Voldemort plans on getting it, because Voldemort doesn't care.
Tonight, Halloween, Death Eaters are apparating on the doorsteps of families who pose a threat to Voldemort. And me. They will have already broken the Filius charm and soon Voldemort will join them. I know this plan, because Voldemort knows this plan.
I know everything about Voldemort, about the same as he knows about me. We've become so very close these past years. I know his plans, his ambitions… and I know that when you come right down to it, all of this: the wand, the revolution, the murders are really about Bellatrix Lestrange.
Without Bella, Voldemort would have nothing. Voldemort needs Bella. And because of that, I need her as well.
Lord Voldemort twists his hand and his wand goes with it. I choke before he yanks it out of my throat. He walks away, our arms are burning.
We will make history, he says behind his back. We will be a legend. Forever.
You want to be a legend, my lord? I ask. I'll make you a legend. I've been here from the beginning.
Lord Voldemort starts to twist in place, about to apparate.
I remember everything.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Okay, to prevent giving away the surprise ending at the end of the story, I didn't put in the disclaimer. But if you think you know what this is based on, send me a message (if you are absolutely dying to know if you are right) but don't ruin it for the other readers, please. Chapter 1 will be coming soon, and I'm still debating with myself on whether or not to use first person, or third. Or maybe a mixture of both... we'll see. Hope y'all liked the teaser trailer. Reviews are appreciated. But, no pressure (REVIEW PLEASE).