"What is it?"
Bellatrix hesitated for a moment that went unnoticed by her husband and brother-in-law as they continued eating.
"Some exotic meat. I'm sure you've never tasted any meat of this sort before. It's fairly difficult to come by, but I found somewhere with a decent stock!"
The brothers nodded their heads in an eerie unison that Bellatrix still hadn't grown completely accustomed to, surprisingly not questioning her any further. It was clear that they had other things, that were more important than some strangely tasting meat, on their mind.
Bellatrix was certain that they would find out eventually anyway. What was the point in telling them when they clearly had so much on their minds already?
..xXx…
"Where are you taking those bodies?" Rabastan asked the house elves, confusion lacing his voice as he watched them levitate the bodies instead of burning them as they usually did.
"Mistress asked us to collect the bodies, she did," the closest house elf informed him, three bodies floating above his head.
"Bella…? All right, carry on. She's probably found some use for them, at least."
He considered asking the insane woman before deciding that it was probably unimportant. Whatever Bellatrix did with her time was her own. He didn't need to poke his nose where he wasn't wanted. "Bella's toys, Bella's mess" had been his motto whenever faced with Bellatrix's actions since she married Rodolphus.
Rabastan quickly forgot about the entire incident and where all the bodies were going (because with Bellatrix there were always more than absolutely necessary to sate her insanity).
…xXx…
Rodolphus didn't flinch when he caught sight of his wife drenched in blood. It wasn't and uncommon sight, after all, but he did find himself surprised at the fact that she was coming out of the kitchens. The house elves, while terrified of Bellatrix, were extremely protective over their kitchen.
The fact that Bellatrix had somehow managed to make peace with the little creatures and wasn't attempting to torture them on sight was something that Rodolphus found himself marvelling at.
Kind of.
Sometimes those creatures could be just as insane as his wife, so maybe they were more similar than they had first thought.
Making a mental note not to cross either of them lest they had formed an alliance of sorts, Rodolphus nodded to his wife who had begun to cackle at the sight of a house elf approaching her.
Honestly, he would never understand that woman for as long as he lived.
…xXx…
"It was what?"
"Honestly. I thought you knew already!"
The ashen-faced brothers sat next to each other, trying their best to suppress the urge to retch in vain hope of getting what they had been eating for the last month out of their bodies.
"Besides, the two of you seemed to enjoy the taste of it!"
"Man meat," Rabastan muttered.
"Insane," Rodolphus responded.
…xXx..
Written for Cards Against Humanity: man meat: good to the last drop