~written for the girl that needs courage
The McKinnons
Sometimes it takes more than just a killing curse to kill. Love of killing and fearlessness are two other main qualities. To Bellatrix Lestrange, she had it all. She loved to kill and loved the suffering. It made her feel satisfied and she could always count on the chance to let out a good laugh at the end of a killing.
Dover, 1988
It was another long day of work finished for Marlene McKinnon at the Ministry of Magic. Everyday people became more and more suspicious of her constant disappearing and reappearing at her job. Marlene tried to appear as inconspicuous as ever, but so far it hadn't worked.
Marlene smiled. She knew why. Recently, her new son Anthony had been born and she had not let the Ministry give her maternity leave for fear of losing her job.
Now, as she walked into Tony's room and rearranged the blue blankets around his sleeping form, Marlene wondered where her husband was. He was kidnapped {presumably by Death Eaters} and no trace was left behind of the warm and loving Anthony Senior. If I get my hands on any Death Eater! thought Marlene fiercely as she left the room and turned off the light switch.
Just when the pretty auburn-haired woman was closing her brand new son's door, she heard distinctive Apparating pops repeat themselves in her living room.
"I knew I should have put an Apparition Charm on the place," said Marlene wearily, her blood running cold.
-- Bellatrix let out a wild laugh into the night for the second time. She savored the cold wind blowing through her robes as she stood upon the ruins of the McKinnon house.
"Bella! Bella!" called a deep voice from behind her.
Bellatrix turned around to see her fiancée carefully picking his way through the rubble to get to her. She smiled, glad that she found some one who enjoyed killing as much as she.
"I think you should keep your voice down. The fool's screaming made it hard enough to escape, anyway," said Rudolphus, rubbing his hands in the cold. It blew up like frost out of his mouth and eddied away on the north wind.
With a crack!, Bellatrix gave her future fiancée a hard slap across his tanned face. Rudolphus keeled over on the ground, holding his cheek in one hand as blood trickled over his large fingers.
Bellatrix leaned over him, her eyes glowing.
"You tell ME what to do? I do not think so, Rudolphus!" she hissed angrily.
Outside she was glowering, inside she was disappointed. Bellatrix never knew she had such a sissy on her hands.
Rudolphus looked up, his eyes bloodshot and his face generally submissive. Satisfied, Bellatrix straightened up and looked over to the group of Death Eaters curiously crowded around something.
Intrigued, Bellatrix Apparated over to her group, leaving Rudolphus still in the midst of the damage.
"What is it?" she said bossily, elbowing her way to the center of the circle.
A young Death Eater, Avery, was standing bewildered with a baby in his hands. The baby was crying, but no sound issued forth from its open mouth. Someone must have put a Silencing Charm on it.
"Why is this here?" hissed Bellatrix, annoyed.
The Death Eaters muttered and shrugged. Avery looked down at it, still confused as what to do with the baby.
"Give it here," snapped Bellatrix, and Avery quickly handed it to her.
The group of five black-cloaked figures watched as their fearsome leader carried the baby over to her husband. A quick order sent Rudolphus running back to the group, and Bellatrix Lestrange placed Baby Anthony McKinnon on the ruins. Once again, Bellatrix Lestrange let out a resounding shriek of laughter as the Dark Mark glittered evilly, high above.
The McKinnons
Sometimes it takes more than just a killing curse to kill. Love of killing and fearlessness are two other main qualities. To Bellatrix Lestrange, she had it all. She loved to kill and loved the suffering. It made her feel satisfied and she could always count on the chance to let out a good laugh at the end of a killing.
Dover, 1988
It was another long day of work finished for Marlene McKinnon at the Ministry of Magic. Everyday people became more and more suspicious of her constant disappearing and reappearing at her job. Marlene tried to appear as inconspicuous as ever, but so far it hadn't worked.
Marlene smiled. She knew why. Recently, her new son Anthony had been born and she had not let the Ministry give her maternity leave for fear of losing her job.
Now, as she walked into Tony's room and rearranged the blue blankets around his sleeping form, Marlene wondered where her husband was. He was kidnapped {presumably by Death Eaters} and no trace was left behind of the warm and loving Anthony Senior. If I get my hands on any Death Eater! thought Marlene fiercely as she left the room and turned off the light switch.
Just when the pretty auburn-haired woman was closing her brand new son's door, she heard distinctive Apparating pops repeat themselves in her living room.
"I knew I should have put an Apparition Charm on the place," said Marlene wearily, her blood running cold.
-- Bellatrix let out a wild laugh into the night for the second time. She savored the cold wind blowing through her robes as she stood upon the ruins of the McKinnon house.
"Bella! Bella!" called a deep voice from behind her.
Bellatrix turned around to see her fiancée carefully picking his way through the rubble to get to her. She smiled, glad that she found some one who enjoyed killing as much as she.
"I think you should keep your voice down. The fool's screaming made it hard enough to escape, anyway," said Rudolphus, rubbing his hands in the cold. It blew up like frost out of his mouth and eddied away on the north wind.
With a crack!, Bellatrix gave her future fiancée a hard slap across his tanned face. Rudolphus keeled over on the ground, holding his cheek in one hand as blood trickled over his large fingers.
Bellatrix leaned over him, her eyes glowing.
"You tell ME what to do? I do not think so, Rudolphus!" she hissed angrily.
Outside she was glowering, inside she was disappointed. Bellatrix never knew she had such a sissy on her hands.
Rudolphus looked up, his eyes bloodshot and his face generally submissive. Satisfied, Bellatrix straightened up and looked over to the group of Death Eaters curiously crowded around something.
Intrigued, Bellatrix Apparated over to her group, leaving Rudolphus still in the midst of the damage.
"What is it?" she said bossily, elbowing her way to the center of the circle.
A young Death Eater, Avery, was standing bewildered with a baby in his hands. The baby was crying, but no sound issued forth from its open mouth. Someone must have put a Silencing Charm on it.
"Why is this here?" hissed Bellatrix, annoyed.
The Death Eaters muttered and shrugged. Avery looked down at it, still confused as what to do with the baby.
"Give it here," snapped Bellatrix, and Avery quickly handed it to her.
The group of five black-cloaked figures watched as their fearsome leader carried the baby over to her husband. A quick order sent Rudolphus running back to the group, and Bellatrix Lestrange placed Baby Anthony McKinnon on the ruins. Once again, Bellatrix Lestrange let out a resounding shriek of laughter as the Dark Mark glittered evilly, high above.
