A.N:I was recently looking over my previous fanfictions, and I thought that some of them especially this one which was originally named: "The Love Triangle" was actually quite horrid. Now, I think that I have improved as a writer dramatically. I wanted to see whether I could do my first fanfiction better seems as I have spent nearly a year on this site. The story is a lot different then it was then.

I have met such amazing people on this site who are great writers, and I feel that I have made a lot of improvement via their reviews, and the work that they publish themselves. Therefore:

This fic is dedicated to: Jacalyn Hyde, xxDibDabxx, xDoubleIndemnity, xxStarlight-Moonxx, David Fishwick, SlytherinFlower, GwenxxOwen, Jary-Ownald-101, Mrs Bella Riddle, Punk Chopsticks. (So sorry if I have missed any of you out. I swear I didn't mean to.)

This is also dedicated to anyone and everyone who has read my fics and who read this.

Whoah! I have never written an author's note that is so sentimental, but enjoy and send me a review if you liked it.

Summary: "She saw confessing her love for someone as weakness, and she was right. Glancing at Goyle, he asked my opinion.. Was it not apparent that I did not care?." Voldemort is growing tired of people suspecting that Rodolphus and Bellatrix were forced into marriage, yet could this possibly be true as Bellatrix acted strangely around him Please R&R.

Passion and Loyalty

(Voldemort POV)

Who would trust Goyle? Yet again, he told us about how he suspected that Bellatrix Lestrange was forced into marrying Rodolphus. I doubt it very much. Rodolphus loved Bellatrix more than his own flesh, and Bellatrix adored him just as equally. However, she didn't like to admit it. She saw confessing her love for someone as weakness, and she was right. Glancing at Goyle, he asked my opinion. Why must he ask his Lord's thoughts? I thought that it would have been apparent that I did not actually care. All I cared about was what they could bring to this cause, and their dedication towards me. Goyle continued his rant, and gave reasons such as: "They don't show affection in public." When was the last time Bellatrix spoke to Narcissa about...

No, I do not want to enlighten you to what he said. A waste of valuable air on his part which he may have needed some time later if somebody grew irritated at his theory about Bellatrix and Rodolphus being forced to marry one another.

Pouring myself another drink, I cast my eyes around the table. A look of boredom was displayed on most people's faces: Alecto, Amycus, Dolohov, Yaxley and to my surprise Lucius. You would have thought that he would have said something seems as Bellatrix was his sister-in-law, but I suppose Lucius would want to look for a loop-hole in which he could say that he wasn't related to Bellatrix.

It was becoming tedious, so I stood up instantaneously, taking the glass of wine as well as the wine bottle with me. They can get another bottle of alcohol can they not? I said my farewells, and then was surrounded by my inner-circle pressing their lips to the hem of my robes. How faithful do they seem? Though it was probably an attempt to make me forgive them. How could I when the left me when I needed them most. There is nobody in this cause apart from one person who has shown that she is devoted to me with all her heart. I knew she would go to the end of the world for me if I asked her.

Leaving the room, I proceeded to my study. The corridor walls were painted crimson, and there was portraits of various people. Salazar Slytherin was sat in his frame, and he bowed his head towards me as I passed. I rounded a corner and made my way along a darker corridor. I looked out of a window, and cast my eyes to the village of Little Hangleton. So many memories lay within that little village. So many deaths have happened there, and they were my fault, yet each and every person whom I have murdered have deserved it.

"Master.." I heard. It interrupted my thought.

I glanced up the corridor, and witnessed Bellatrix coming towards me in a rouge dress which floated down to the floor, giving her the look of an elegant pureblood woman. She bowed her head towards me as a sign of respect.

"I just wanted to ask you: Rodolphus and I are going for a drink in Knockturn Alley. Of course, we will take care to remain hidden under cloaks, and have our wands with us at all times. Would this be okay? Do you require us for anything more this evening?" She asked, her voice was laced with passion.

"I do not desire you both to do anything more for me this evening, however if you are caught I will not be rescuing you from Azkaban in a hurry." I snarled at her.

Why is Bellatrix one for thinking that danger is more exciting? As her master I should have forbidden her from going, yet I did not. She was nothing to me, but a servant. If I told her that she cannot leave It would connote that I would worry about her when it is evident that I do not.

"Bellatrix, you may go, but I would like to speak with you first about something of great importance. It is going to be happening around June, and as your the one I can trust. I would like to hear your opinion."

Bellatrix's eyes suddenly glistened with tears of gratitude.

"An honour like it always has been My Lord." She replied though her voice was shaky through tears.

I smiled at her. How loyal she was, yet why did I see within her mind that she did not want to go to Knockturn Alley that night?

A.N: Still as short as the first time round LOL. I would love to hear your thoughts. You will get a shoutout in the next chapter, and of course a review reply. (I xoxLewrahxox/Sarah will refrain from ranting to her readers about review replies. If they wish to hear you rant. It is on your profile.)