"I'm sorry!" I screamed, falling to my knees to kiss his robes.
"I know you're sorry, Bellatrix, but being sorry will not get me that prophecy." Voldemort said. "You deserve to be punished."
I bowed my head shamefully. "Yes, my Lord." I watched him pull out his wand and I began to cry. I didn't want to be tortured. I didn't want to feel the agonizing pain of his Cruciatus Curse. I sat on the stone cold floor, waiting to feel the pain.
He began to walk towards me, wand in hand, ready to punish. "Bella." He said softly, lowering his wand. "Don't cry." He then sat down next to me and pulled me into his arms. I buried my head in his chest, still sobbing uncontrollably. "It's okay." He said while playing with my hair. "I won't hurt you. I promise. Do you understand me?"
"Yes." I said quietly. I then did something bold, and extremely courageous. I looked up at him and said "I love you."
"I love you too." He said softly.
Once he said that my face went into an expression of shock. "Really?" I asked.
"Yes." He said. "I always have and I always will."
I tried to say something, but I was completely speechless, so all I could do was hug him. As I felt him hug me back, I began to smile, which is something I hadn't done in a while.
"Bella?" He asked.
"Yes?" I said, my voice muffled because I had buried my face in his chest again.
"I promise I won't ever hurt you again and I won't let anybody hurt you either." He said.
"Thank you, my Lord." I replied.
"I love you." He said again, just before leaning down to kiss me.
Right when his lips touched mine, he vanished and everything went completely black. I opened my eyes and became aware that I was in my bed at Lestrange Manor. It was just a dream. I thought to myself. Once I realized that, I began to cry. Maybe one day my dream will come true……