The street was dark and eerily quiet lined with many houses. There was a house at

the end of the street; it was competely dark except for one window on the second floor.

cloaked figures walk slow to the house coming to a stop right inside the front yard an

eerie voice said "Bring the girl and anyone else in the house out here, I want them to see

my power, I want them all to feel the wraith of Lord Voldemort."

Three of the cloaked figures entered the house, returning with only one person, a young

girl with bushy cinnamon colored hair. Bringing her to stand in front of their Lord the

one said "There was no one else in the house my lord."

Walking closer to the girl he reached out a hand to pull her face up to look into his eyes.

Had he not seen the fear in her eyes he would have thought she was not afraid of him,

but her eyes betrayed her emotionless face. Holding her chin in his hand he ran his wand

down the side of her face continue down her neck. Grabbing her wrist he pulled her hard

over to a tree in the front yard pushing her against it. Moving away from her he pointed

his want at each arm and said "Incarcerous". Vines slowly wrapped them selves around

each of her wrist pulling her arms above her head. Pointing his wand he repeated the

same spell watch vines come up out of the ground and wrap around her ankles. Walking

slow back to were she now hung Voldemort whispered, "He's watching, scream for the

boy, beg me to kill you. I will break you and break him in the process. I will kill you but

only after I shatter you." Turning to look at one of his many followers he calls out

"Bellatrix would you like to help my dear?"

The cloaked woman glided up to stand next to her Lord and purred "I would like to very

much so to make her bleed." Raising her wand Bellatrix cast "Crucio". As the spell hit

the girl they all watched in abundant glee as she whimpered in pain her body twitching

and pulling against the vine that bound her in place. Lifting the curse after a few minutes

Bellatrix cased it again. Moving to stand in front of the girl lifting her face so she could

she the pain reflexed in her features Bellatrix purred "Dos it hurt dear mud blood, beg

and I'll make the pain stop if you beg for it." Looking at the girl Bellatrix could see her

fear and the pain clearly yet she did not scream, the girl had the nerve to hold back her

screams, roughly grabbing her Bellatrix hissed "you will beg girl and you will scream I

will have the satisfaction of hearing you scream for me to end your life."

Watching his ever faithful servant become angry over the girl Voldemort called, "Bella

pet you are letting a mere girl angry you. This will not do maybe you need to go play

with the others while I deal with the girl."

Looking taken back Bellatrix slide to her Lord and said, "Whatever you wish of me my

Lord."

Smiling at her with his evil smile he said "Later my Bella I may take you up on that"

while stroking her face. Walking to the girl Voldemort couldn't help but admire the pain

the girl had gone thru and yet she did not scream. Running his hand down her sweet neck

and the up into her hair he whispered, "I have watch wizard with twice your age and

with more power scream and beg for death. Had you been a pureblood I would have

made you one of my own, such a sweet morsel you are so ripe to be plucked. Why do

such powerful witches like yourself a line your self with that boy. Your both just like her,

you and that other mud blood, I was willing to forget who she was but she gave her own

life for the boy. I loved one of your kind once but she loved that fool Dumbledore, she

was a goddess and I was willing to forget that she was not completely pure. She thought

she was so powerful and that he was better then me, me Lord Voldemort. Were did that

lead her teaching to a school full of half-breeds and inpure spawns who do not deserve to

be a part of my world. Yet he failed to protect her the year before last year did he not as

she was struck down by four stunners. Now she will see her grave mistake of turning her

back to me.

Then there was the other his mother; she gave her life for him. I would have spared her

but she wouldn't give me the boy so I took her life the foolish woman, and now you

my dear, I give you a choice live and become one of my loyal followers or died for the

boy. What will you chose? Either way I win."

Her answer came thru in silence, seeing the empty vacant look now echoed in her eyes he

dropped her chin and turn and began to walk towards the white gate leading out to the

street reaching the gate he turned apruply and screamed "AVADA KEDAVRA."

Watching the green light hit her body and then her body slump against her binds blood

running down her arms from were they had cut in her flesh he calls out "Happy Birthday

Harry Potter", and Appartates way.

On the other side of London a young man wakes in tears screaming out her name.