jealousy kills
Bellatrix Black looked down at her plate in disgust. "Squid?" she asked the house-elf. "I said shrimp!" Her voice grew shrill and high as she glowered down at the creature below her.
The house-elf cowered. "I am s-s-sorry, Madam. So sorry. It will b-b-be right out." He bowed deeply, twice, then took her plate and bowed again.
"What are you waiting for?" she screeched. He disappeared with a pop. She massaged her temples gently and stared at the wall. It had been a hard day. A man named Sparrow had accused her of being a traitor to the Dark Lord. Her master had, of course, denied it, but when the man produced photos the Dark Lord had become wary of her. He had started asking her questions about where she was at these times, but her answer was always the same—"I was with you, my Lord."
"And where were you during Harry Potter's Quidditch match?"
"I was with you, my Lord."
"And the night I killed Lily and James Potter?"
"I was fighting for you, my Lord."
"And what about these?" He fingered a stack of photos that looked like Bellatrix meeting with Dumbledore.
"I was with you, my Lord." She smiled. "We were in your chambers."
He nodded. "You are my most trusted, Bellatrix." He reached out and slowly traced a finger down your face. "Thank you. It is clear," he continued, turning around, "That he is simply jealous." A flick of the hand indicated that she come closer, and she did. "You may kill him," he whispered.
Her face lit up like it was the greatest thing she'd heard all day. How dare anyone try to take away her Lord and Master? She was quite jealous of anyone else who tried to take her place, let alone the center of her universe. He had saved her, pulled her out of oblivion.
"Avada Kedavra," she screamed, suddenly pointing her wand at the victim.
Jealousy felt so good.
A/N: Written for the Jigsaw Puzzle Challenge, the first of one hundred drabbles/oneshots, using all of the first set of prompts.
Allie