The horrific screams that erupted from the Longbottom's lungs left Bellatrix in heaven. For the first time since she had realised the Dark Lord had truly been left powerless – she would never, never say he'd been defeated – she felt somewhat relaxed.

These were the best screams she'd ever heard come from one of her own victim's – and she knew they deserved this; they had to know where he was. Her Master would be proud of her, making them writhe in such agony on the floor of their own home.

The faint cries of a child were heard. Rodolphus glanced at her, silently requesting if he should go and take care of the child – in their words, murder – but she shook her head. No, this boy deserved to suffer. He deserved to have a life with no parents.

He deserved to pay for his parent's actions.

She kept the curse going; she let the power from her wand travel into the bodies of the Order members. She could see the life from their eyes draining out, and she knew she'd never gone this far before. But then again, she'd never been this angry before. She'd never had such a good reason to torture her enemies.

Their faces were almost transparent and small pools of blood were spreading across the floorboards. The woman's – Alice, her name was – shrieks became quieter, and Bellatrix urged her curse to increase its strength.

As if she was slowly fading out of life, Alice became silent, tears being the only sign of any life still remaining in her.

And Bella knew she was gone.

Frank was soon to follow.

)O(

Fin


A/N: Apologies for my long delay in updates and all.

Been busy with tests and had some writer's block :o

I'm explaining that all in a story I hope will be up tomorrow… so please look out for it

Lots of love ^.^

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter…

This is a one-shot by the way ^.^