Written for Shot Put at the Hogwarts Games which had to feature a 100 word drabble featuring your OTP. It is also for the OTP Boot Camp challenge with the prompt eternity.
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Her hands were quivering. Her knees ached as they dug into the cold stone. Her ribs were bruised and broken from when they had been kicked. Her stomach burned from the Cruciatus Curse that had been unleashed on her body.
Bellatrix had been punished. She had failed her Lord and he had personally cursed her.
It did not matter. Failing her Master deserved such treatment. She was not furious. In fact, as she gazed upon her Lord's pale flawless face and into his scarlet searing eyes, she could only think of his positives. She could never be furious at his actions. Her horror could only be directed at herself for failing him.
She would never renounce the Dark Lord. Her loyalty would last for an eternity.