Written for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Divination Assignment #3 - Write about someone making plans for the future.
Greek Mythology Mega Prompt Challenge / Prompt : #11 Zeus - Write about the Wizarding World Under Voldemort's Rule.
Bellatrix Lestrange and her Dark Lord walked through the ruins of Diagon Alley, the legendary street now a complete wreckage. Wands scattered near what was once Ollivander's, thin and hungry owls hooting by the tragic Eyelops and torn robes all over Madam Malkin's. What once was a beautiful district was now devastated. All that was left was piles of ashes and toppled walls, fragments of life before the Second War. Her skirt and heels scraped against the uneven road, making sounds as the steely silence stretched between them. The whole scene had put a triumphant smile on the Dark Lord's thin lips, which immediately made the faithful Bellatrix grin, too.
"My Lord.. What are your plans for this place?" Bella asked with utmost interest, looking up lovingly at her Dark Lord. It was Bellatrix's dream; to be the Dark Lord's right hand woman was such an honor to her name. She wore robes of the darkest black to specify her high rank, and she was often to be seen right next to the Dark Lord. Although she had still not to compare with the Dark Lord's power, she was a woman of authority amongst the Death Eaters.
"I have great plans in mind, my Bella." Her Dark Lord rose his wand, pointing towards a destroyed spot in the middle of Diagon Alley, which was once the Fountain of Eternal Magic. "We shall place a guillotine there. A guillotine for the execution on those who have defied me. Nagini will be very pleased of such delectable meals." The Dark Lord rose to power following the death of the Boy Who Lived in the Second Wizarding War. Foolish boy, thought he could defeat the greatest wizard of all.. "A petting zoo here, containing those who still defy me.." he said, "We might also use the deepest pits of Gringotts as prison cells. The dragon will be very useful, too." A sick laugh made its way to his lips. "..and maybe a fountain here, for my lovely Bella's honor. May an abundance of blood of those you have perished flow through the fountain." The Dark Lord softly caressed Bella's thin cheeks. "Your loyalty is greatly appreciated, my Bella."
"Anything for my Dark Lord. Anything." Bellatrix said, her voice echoing with deep devotion for her master.
"You shall rule the Wizarding World alongside me, my faithful Bella. I shall bestow you wealth, power and knowledge. Knowledge of the most powerful Dark Arts you could imagine, my Bella." he muttered against Bella's lips, her thin and long fingers on her chin. "I will give you anything. Anything in exchange of the loyalty you've imparted."
"I want to bear heirs with your blood, my Lord. Clean blood shall be spread amongst wizards to replenish the magical line." Bella ran her sharp finger on the Dark Lord's pale skin. "These heirs shall bring great power and honor to you as well."
"We'll see, Bella. I have great plans for us." The Dark Lord traced Bellatrix's lips with the tip of his wand. "Now come, we shall execute them immediately."