A/N: Voldemort plans to run the world and Bellatrix wants to be there when he does. Short Bellamort drabble. RxR. FxF.
Submission for:
Ring of Fire/King's Cup Challenge: Prompt - 'One day I'm going to run the world', word count: 200
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
"One day, I'm going to run the world." His words echoed through her head as she laid in bed that night unable to fall asleep. If anyone else had said them to her, she would have called them mad. The idea seemed ludicrous. The world was large, parts of it still unexplored. She hated muggles, but that didn't mean she knew nothing about them, and loathe as she was to admit it, the number of muggles far outnumbered the number of wizards. They had all their fancy machines and weapons that were known to destroy cities and towns in one fell swoop. If they actually chose to use them against wizardry, magic may not even stand a chance.
But he had said those words with such conviction and surety, that she couldn't help but believe the truth in them. She could feel the power radiating off him whenever he entered a room. And with that charm and silver-tongue, he could get just about anything he wanted. He wanted to run the world, so he was going to do so by any means necessary. And the more she thought about it, Bellatrix wanted to run the world right at his side.
