I sighed triumphantly as I opened the bedroom door. Belatrix moved inside the room to give me a better look. I gasped. No, it wasn't a gasp of delight and amazement, but Belatrix thought so.
"Oh, I'm glad you like it. It's all we can get. Of course we death eaters can't really go up to a market and buy new furniture."
I looked at her with my mouth wide open in disgust, "Like it? Do you think I like it. No siree that was a gasp of disgust. I mean look at this place!" I screeched pointing to the two four poster beds leaning against opposite walls, a half broken door to the bathroom, a cracked window and smeared glass door to the balcony. There was dust and cobwebs outlining every nook and cranny. The paint on the walls was peeling off.
Groaning I plopped myself down the bed. "Aaaah!" I screamed as I sunk through the mattress.
"Sorry, forgot to warn you the mattress's do that sometimes….ha ha." I glared at her as she laughed at me.
"Christine! What happen-," my uncle burst into the room. He was a mess, it was obvious he had yelling from Voldemort.
"Uggh, I'm fine," I grumbled as I picked my self up. I had left a mark in the bed. I cringed again and pouted to my uncle, "Uncle Lucius look at this. It's pitiful. I mean the outside is wonderful, why couldn't our rooms be wonderful? Tom's on welfare isn't he." I put my hands across my chest angrily.
Uncle Lucius gasped, "Don't say that Christy. Never. The Dark Lord will know. He always knows."
I rolled my eyes, "Oh for pete sakes uncle, he isn't God, he's just Tom Marvalo Riddle. That's it, nothing more." I said his name slowly with emphasis.
Lucius went purple (you know I do think that's a good shade for him), "Don't say his name. Belatrix, please help the dear girl. Christy if you don't survive I wont give a penny if you die. You're on your own now girl." With that he left the room shaking his head pitifully.
Belatrix rounded on me, "Well girl you heard him. I'm going to be teaching you and beside I have to tell you the rules, being a new death eater, and I am your room mate now too." She muttered under her breath.
I let out another gasp. Belatrix eyed me carefully, "You better stop that, you sound like some one's choking you."
I ignored her, "You're my new room mate?" I asked shocked.
"Yeah, I'm afraid so. So let me let out the rules right now:
1) Don't leave hair in the tub after you take a shower. Yes some of us take a shower." She said looking at my shocked expression.
2) I am not going to clean up after you, so better keep clean.
3) Laundry goes out every Friday; roommates take turns doing the laundry. You can start first. Ooh and lookie here, today's Friday.
4) Death eaters do not get holidays off, have vacations, or allowed to take sick days. Don't look at me like that, I don't make the rules. Hey put that DOWN…..
5) You are to have 4 sets of robes. One for work. One for when your not working and a casual set of robes. A pair for death eater meetings. And another should be dress robes, for when we have victory parties. Don't look so excited, we haven't had a chance to use them.
6) You must have a mask. It will be worn when you are out on duty. If you take it off and a survivor recognizes you…well, just start running…
7) You should have your wand with you everywhere you go. Yes even when you taking a bath….Yeah even when your wearing a spandex out fit………… don't give me that look. Hey I tried once………..yeah I wore spandex once…….. what do you mean by that……….why you little………My butt is not too big to rip through………. your disgusting…
8) Uh and any other kind of equipment you may want to use for battles is fine…. I think…
9) No death eater shall smile unless Voldemort allows you too or when he smiles…..Why are you smiling. Stop IT!
10) No death eater can play happy music,., actually any music at all.
11) You must be excellent at Dark Arts, killing, spying, thievery, dancing etc.
12) You can't kill another death eater without a good reason… making them mad is not a reason, it just shows you have anger management problems….Um… Hey…. I was kidding….don't point that at me…..OW my eye…..
13) You must answer to Voldemort and come to him immediately when he calls, uh if you're talking a bath just put a bath robe on first….. what do you mean if you don't want to…..
14) A death eater must be pureblooded.
Yeah and I think that's it."
I stifled a yawn, "Finally, that took a long time. Now lets go get some chow I'm hungry."
"Wait," she grabbed my hand as I made for the door. " One last thing, don't call him Tom. Ever." She looked into my eyes, she gave a blue piercing stare, man I felt my eyes water.
"Why not?" I smirked.
She twisted my wrist, "Because I don't want anyone calling him that especially a girl."
I looked at her suspiciously and broke into a laugh, "Why not a girl." I saw her face redden. "Oh wow, you have the hots for him. Don't you?" I laughed so hard my stomach began to hurt. When I finally calmed down I took a deep breath and walked over to the full length mirror.
I had shoulder length straight brown hair. My skin was milky soft and light. My eyes were a piercing olive green outlined with long eyelashes. I had a curvy figure . I was in other words a mouth dropping beauty. No, I'm not bragging but I've been told that to many times not to be immodest. I looked great in every colour from bright to dull. Anyone would fall for me. I realized why Belatrix was so worried.
"You like him, no you love him." I cooed I smiled evilly.
"Don't say that, he'll hear you." She whispered hoarsely.
I leaned in towards here whispering, "News flash: HE CAN'T HEAR YOU!" I screamed the last bit out.
She gasped loudly. "Now you really shouldn't do that, you sound like some one's choking you." I said shaking my head in disapproval.
Her face became red, she took a few steps towards me with her hand clamped tightly around her wand. "Now, now, rule number 12 clearly states you can't kill another death eater without an expectable reason." I said taking a step back.
"Uggggh," she growled swinging her wand across the room. It was like a boomer rang and went right back at her and knocked her wildly across the back of her head.
"Tsk tsk tsk. Now who has the anger management problems, eh?" I smiled evilly. Maybe having Belatrix as a roommate wont be so bad after all….
