A/N: My first crossover fic. Snape/Judge Turpin and Wormtail/the Beadle will be appearing as well. As will other charcters from Sweeney Todd like Mr. Todd himself and Toby (they will all play a part in the story). This will be mostly told from Voldy's POV, though a few chaps might be from Mrs. Lovett's or other characters POV.

note: In case you don't know, Helena Bonham Carter plays both Bellatrix and Mrs. Lovett in the movies, so I using that fact in this story. The same applies to Snape/Turpin and Wormtail/Beadle.

pairing: canon pairings (including unrequited ones) plus . There will also be some flashbacks to VoldyxBella.

Voldemort's POV

Bellatrix Lestrange had laughed, the same beautiful (and some would say, maddening) laugh he had heard from her many times.. That he would now never hear.. Her soft tinkling laughter, usually followed after that of a particularly gruesome torture or murder.. It was beautiful.. and he would never hear it again..

Because...The blood traitor's curse had soared beneath her outstretched arm and hit her squarely in the chest, directly over her heart.. That filthy blood traitor!!

And I had screamed. Screamed as I have never before. My Bella, was dead.. She had not the devices I had, that allowed me immortality.. A decision I greatly regret. It had been my own selfishness to share my secrets, that had killed her.. I had promised her eternity together.. But now..

I glared angrily at everyone I passed (something I probably would have done even if I weren't feeling this way) and randomly sent curses at whoever happended to pass (also something I probably would've done).. They, unsurprisingly, all avoided me.. They probably would've even if I weren't sending death glares and curses at them. I was the Dark Lord, after all (a title that was very appropriate, indeed)... And I had won..

I have you to thank for that, my Bella..

The pure fury I had dispelled when she had died..

I had spared no one, not even my own followers.. Hogwarts, and all its occupants, lies in ashes..

I had won. There was no one left to defy me. The Ministry-the whole wizarding world-was now under my complete control.. But I was not happy..

Because my Queen was dead.

I had been deep in thought and was not paying particular attention where I was going, so it was with some surprise that I realized I did not recognize where I was. I had been walking around in Knockturn alley. But it seems I have somehow wandered to a different part of it I had never been before.

Odd, I've already explored just about every nook and cranny in Knockturn alley and its surrounding areas. But I've never come across this place before.

"You there!" I shout threateningly to a nearby man with craggly hair who was carrying a few parcels. The man looks at me in mixed fear, horror and shock. Something I normally enjoy but now find rather annoying.

"What is this place?" I ask curiously.

I gesture around us. I notice with a slight start as I look around, that I am definitely not in Knockturn alley. Though this place does have a similarly dark and depressing air to it.

"Why sir, you are in Fleet Street!" The man shouts with a touch of indignation (though still with fear).

Fleet Street?

A/N: I'm unsure about the rating, but since there will be murder, unintentional cannibalism, possible attemped rape, and many more "nasty" things. I made it T, since they won't be particularly graphic (I think..). I may bump it up to M, later on though.

timeline: i'm aware of time differences as Sweeney todd is set in 18th century london (or somewhere along that time) and HP is set in the 1990's-2000's. There will be an explanation later on for this. Oh, and Voldy won't notice the time difference since he has never been in the muggle part of london (ok he has, when he goes killing, but would you really be paying attention to surroundings?) he won't know the difference. And wizard london is really different anyhow. so there. An explantion in case you are confused.