A/N: I do not own any of the characters J.K rowling does

Quick Summary: Voldemort and Bellatrix return from the ministry. He punishes her and send her on a new mission which opens new doors for everyone and secrets from years ago will be revealed. eventual Bellatrix/mystery person slight Snape/Lily.

The second Prophecy

Chapter 1 Punishment

Two figures appeared in a dark room. One standing, the other kneeling on the ground, with hair strewn about her face. She looks up only to have her dark eyes be pierced by his red ones.

"m-my lord" she attempted to grab his robes, but he step back.

"You have failed me" he hissed

"b-but my lord"

"You shall be punished for your failure" he said raising his wand

"My lord please, you must listen…"

"Silence." He sneered "I do not take orders from anyone, especially you Lestrange." He knew she hated it when he called her by her surname.

"Please I'm begging you have mercy"

"Begging?" he spat "Lestrange you fool! Begging will do neither you nor anyone else any good. Not only is it useless but it is a sign of weakness." he turned to face the window covered in rain drops "what a pity." For a moment they stayed as they were, with Bellatrix on the floor head down, and Voldemort staring out into space pondering what to do with her. After a moment of silence he turned around again "Tonight was a disaster Lestrange. But of course you knew that because you were in charge." His red eyes burned through her skin like fire.

"But what of Malfoy? I…"

"You and Malfoy had equal parts in tonight's mission. You have failed me, and Malfoy was captured. I fear those years in Azkaban have taken from your talent; I'll have to fix that." He said with a sneer

Bellatrix opened her mouth to try again but she was not fast enough

crucio

Bellatrix fell sprawled onto the ground in pain. She tried to resist the urge to scream, so that she could prove that she was still as strong as before, if not stronger. "You will suffer the consequences Lestrange. Because of you and your brother-in-law the prophecy is broken, gone, lost forever. All because my death eaters, my most loyal death eaters were defeated by a bunch of children, and blood-traitors." He spat the last word keeping the curse on Bellatrix.

"Pl-please," Her voice was strained. "give me another chance." Voldemort ignored her as she predicted but she had to try at least.

"Have no fear Lestrange, I will win this battle, but until then no one is allowed a second chance. Not until I say so or until they prove themselves." He lifted the curse off her

"But I am" she lifted her head up. She sat up and kneeled in front of the Dark Lord "I have served many years in Azkaban for you." Again she attempted to grab his robes and again he took a step backwards

"But tell me Lestrange. How was you being in Azkaban supposed to help me defeat Potter and his friends? Useless, all of you useless!" He was pacing back and forth between Bellatrix and a window covered in raindrops. He stopped for a minute, and the only sound in the room was the pit pat made by the rain "except for a few of you. Give me your arm."

Bellatrix showed him her left arm, and he rolled up the sleeve of her robe to reveal the dark mark alive and at its fullest. He pushed on it with his wand the pain that seared through Bellatrix's arm caused her to scream. At that same moment a hooded figure appeared in the doorway. Voldemort looked up from Bellatrix who had once again fallen on the floor in pain

"Ah you have returned to me."

The figure walked into the room until he stood directly behind a mangled Bellatrix. The three stood in the room for a moment until the third member pulled his hood off to reveal a head with greasy black hair and hooked nose. "Severus"

"Him?" The shock in Bellatrix's voice was evident "You summoned him?" Bellatrix almost shrieked. "My lord I-"

Voldemort raised a hand and silenced her. "Severus"

Snape bowed "My lord" his voice was cool and held no emotion.

"Now Snape, seeing as you have proven yourself, more useful than others" he glanced down at Bellatrix. "I have a favor to ask of you. I want you to take this wretch to 'the place'"

Snape looked up at the dark lord from Bellatrix, "the place?" he face was filled with confusion "Are you sure my lord?"

"Do not question me Severus, she has deserved it. An hour should do her some good, or until she has suffered a sufficient amount."

"Yes my lord." Snape reached down grabbed Bellatrix and apparated off to god knows where.

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