SO I still have been unable to find a beta reader, I apologize again if there are any grammar issues.
When I write one chapter, I don't upload it until the next chapter coming up is done as well, that way I can ensure the wait between them wont be too much. That being said I accidentally uploaded this chapter before removing the NEXT chapter from it and had to delete it. If anyone got a notification, and then came to read it only to find the chapter gone... um, yeah my bad lol.
One more thing I will say but I will leave it til the end so it isn't a "spoiler" of sorts!
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"What will you do with him, my Lord?" she asked him, cautiously.
Voldemort stood in front of a wide window his back to her, overlooking the forest in front of him, absently scanning the area, what he was looking for she did not know.
"That is none of your concern", he replied simply "He will be kept safe and alive."
She crossed over the wooden floor of the dark, empty room towards her master, "May I ask why you spared him?"
"I may have need of him soon," he sneered, "very soon."
"And what do you need of me, my Lord?" she tilted her head to the side with a jerk, her black mess of hair covering her face.
"I need you to ensure the spell has been put on the house, I don't want any mistakes," he said raising his voice, "Am I clear?"
"Perrrrrfectly clear," she purred, turning away from him with a mischievous grin on her face and left.
Lying on the floor, Severus slowly regained consciousness and was vaguely aware of the rugged feeling against his face, such a difference to the cold, smooth surface he could have sworn he had been laying on not moments before. He jumped off the floor, surveying the scene around him with his wand in hand, remembering the events that had happened moments before. He was in what appeared to be a living room, his only light source bleeding through the long, pale yellow drapes hanging over the windows. It appeared to be a muggle living room, the biggest clues being the still pictures hung on the walls and the television in the corner of the room. Severus walked towards the floral print couch, his eyes still scanning the area and sat down.
Where am I, he thought, what happened?
The last thing he remembered was begging for Lily's life, which didn't turn out so great, and the Dark Lord pointing his wand at him, which, he had assumed, wouldn't turn out so great either. So why was he still alive, and in this muggle home of all places?
Hearing a shuffle behind him, Severus spun around, his wand pointed forward, toward the chest of...
"Bellatrix!" he exclaimed, snarling at the mad woman before him.
She giggled, "Oh Severus! Don't point your wand at me."
Walking around the sofa in a crouch, her messy hair covering half her face, the other half illuminated by the pale light, she etched towards him. "It wouldn't do you any good, won't be of any use to you now." she sighed, shaking her head.
"What am I doing here?"
She straightened up in front of him, smoothing out the tight silk dress and adjusted the lace sleeves before answering.
"What do you think you're doing here?" She grinned.
"I don't want to play your games, witch!" he shouted, jabbing his wand in her direction.
Bellatrix looked upon him with pity and sadness in her demented eyes, "Oh Severus, I'm afraid you've been a naughty, naughty boy. You've displeased the master I hear, you've made him angry." She purred. "He is punishing you for defending that mudblood" she proclaimed, spitting out the last word as if it was poison on her tongue.
She took a step towards him and tilted her head, "Is it true, my love, is it true you begged the Dark Lord to spare her pitiful life? Is it true that you claimed to love her?" Pouting she reached toward his face to brush his bangs away.
Severus jerked back from her cold touch, refusing to answer her.
"Master said you defend the muggle born, if you love muggles so much Severus, why not be one!" she let out a high pitched shriek of laughter, doubling over and throwing her head back.
The colour had drained from his face, as he gazed upon the madness before him, disbelief in his voice. "What are you saying Bellatrix?" he spoke slowly.
"I'm saying, Severus, that you no longer have any magic." She smiled, "you no longer have use of your power."
He looked down at his wand in bewilderment, then to the door to his right.
Bellatrix followed his eye movement and stepped in front of the door, blocking it from view, "Oh no love, won't happen, no it won't. My Lord has placed a curse on you, I'm afraid. You cannot leave, you are to stay here!" She cried out, "You are stuck here, forever! Unless..." she pondered, walking away from the door, deep in thought.
While occupied in that perverse mind of hers, Severus walked towards the door, placed his hand on the doorknob and gripped it tightly. It wouldn't budge.
"The door is locked Bellatrix, where is the key?"
"Not locked, enchanted" she mumbled, pacing back and forth with her head bowed and her hand on her chin.
He turned back towards the door and took out his wand, "Alohamora"
Nothing happened. No spark, no click, nothing. In shock, he turned towards the room and spotted a lamp atop a low bookshelf. "Accio lamp" he commanded. The lamp stayed still, not moving or shifting in the slightest. He stood there shocked; realizing everything the witch had said was true. He had no more magic, he was trapped.
And he was a muggle.
"Yes! Oh yes! That will work wonderfully!" Bellatrix spun towards him, a look of insanity across her face. "Maybe you aren't trapped forever my love" she screeched in delight. She walked towards him, swinging her hips as she came closer to him.
"You are here because you loved the wrong kind; you fell in love with filth. But you can love again, Severus, and this time you will do it right." She took the wand from his limp hand, placing it on the bookshelf next to the untouched lamp. He didn't react to the removal of his wand; instead he stood there, still in shock. He glanced up at her with disbelief, as if he had never seen her before.
"Do it right?" he mumbled.
Ignoring his words, she continued. "The Dark Lord has sentenced you to a muggle life in this house for loving an impure heart, but" she hissed, "I cannot have that, cannot have my love in here, no I cannot!"
She stepped away from him, into the middle of the room. Raising her arms in the air, wand in her hand, she began to recite.
In this house, you shall stay shut,
Devoid of your powers for loving a mutt,
Your black heart tainted, becoming impure,
But for this I speak, there is a cure,
Fall in love and be loved by a pure heart,
Thus returning your magic, you may depart.
Slowly lowering her arms, a smile upon her face, she looked up at him.
"Did you hear me? You must find someone of pureblood, Severus, someone of pureblood who you will love and be loved by in return."
"What have you done, I will love no other! Get out of my sight, witch! Get out!"
Bellatrix walked towards the door, and turned the handle. Looking back at him with a look of triumph on her face she winked and said, "As you wish, my love" and was gone.
Staring at the door she just left from, Severus walked up to it once more and tried the handle. It still wouldn't move.
"This can't be happening!" he cried out, pounding his fists on the door, "I need to get out I need to warn..." With a shock, he froze. Who would be there to help her? He turned and gazed around at his unexplored prison, and although there were other rooms he felt no urge to look. He felt no urge to do anything but get out of this house. What if Voldemort found her, what if he killed her?
"Lily" he whispered, backing into the door. A sudden flood of despair took over him, like a wave crashing down on him, forcing him to the ground. There he sat, his head in his hands, sobbing. He rode the wave of despair until he could no longer cry, until he had run out of tears. Feeling disoriented he raised his head again, realizing it was night. No more light came from the window, the room was pitch black. Without a thought, he fell to his side and crawled into the foetal position, defeated. He closed his eyes and let himself drift off to sleep; hoping that when he woke up, this would all be over.
OKAY so that one thing I wanted to say, I tried to make Bellatrix as much like her original character as possible but I had Drusilla kind of in my head while writing it, I had to change it a lot after I read it again lol
Also, in my story Bellatrix isn't married.
Hope you enjoyed the next chapter is already written and it's short so I might post that really soon :P
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