A 100 word drabble, based on the theme of suspicion - from xoxLewrahxox of the Bellatrix Lestrange fanfiction forum :)


Damn him.

Damn him to hell. Just look at that smug expression on his face, as he answers every single one of my questions, without fail. Always the snake, he was, and so continues to be, slithering his way around my every question, my every demand. Trying to wrap me around his little finger, as he did the Dark Lord. Fooling everyone wherever he goes. Convincing them all: faithful to the Dark Lord, while comfortably playing his part at Hogwarts as Dumbledore's pet. He thinks he's fooled me too, with his little act of deception.

But I still suspect him.