Author's Note: These are the uncensored and unedited thoughts straight from the mind of Bellatrix Lestrange.
Oh my gosh. Voldy's such a hunk. I wish he could look at me without having that gorgeous frowning look of hatred. Oh, that look makes me go weak at the knees. It's so obvious I like him. He's always ordering me to do his 'dirty work.' I like a man that knows how to get the job done. Gosh. If only he'd feel the same way that I feel towards him. But he's always so angry. He doesn't have time to see my flawless assets. And he always walks around with that little 'strut' of his that just makes me want to die. He's so beautiful. I wish I could hold, caress, and fondle those long, bony, cold hands. I just love him. Those abs! OOH! So pale! His ears. I just want to whisper 'sweet nothings' in them. That nose. It's so slitty. He's so slitty.
I baked muffins for him one time, but I ate them all before he could find out.
It's like someone's torturing me. Not letting me have a slice of that HOT BEEF CAKE. I would love to call him Tom. Oh. I love pet names. Maybe he'd let me call him Tommy. Every night, I dream of kissing him. I dream to touch his cheeks and those wonderfully defined cheekbones. I viciously osculate his thin, sleek, lips. Cold as ice. Like good iced tea. From Savannah. I dream of his serpent-tongue on my taste buds. I hope he doesn't sneak into my head like he does with that dumb Potter. Oh. No. He's probably already seen all of my fantasies. It doesn't even matter.
He's the perfect match for me. He's the ink and I'm the quill. He's the Voldemort and I'm the Quirrel. I want him in me. I want him on me. We could play 'wizard's chess' all night long.
He's just what I want. Everything I want. Everything I've dreamed of. The perfect maturity. He's just about 70 years old. That's mine. All of it. He's like a thestral. So graceful and majestic.
I would do anything for Voldy to let me wear one of his robes. I would sleep with it. Every night.
He's my dream man. The one I've been looking for.
I just hope he doesn't find out about this.
Or he'd kill me.