"Come in." She hadn't knock nor, as far as she knew, made any noise coming down the stone steps, but somehow he knew she was there, he always knew.

"You wished to speak to me my Lord?" She stepped into the cold dark room. He was standing in the far back looking out the only window in the small room.

"I did Bella," She smiled; she loved it when he used her pet name. "I think it is time for you to join the ranks of my Death Eaters." Her eyes widened with this glorious news, she had been waiting for this day since she met the mysterious Lord standing in front of her. "I shall mark you with my mark. I can summon you with the mark, and you can call for me." He walked up to her; grabbed her left arm, and pulled the sleeve back. She shivered a little from his death cold touch. He ran his long forefinger up her forearm feeling the smooth pallid skin beneath his own.

"I am ready master." She felt no fear, merely bowed her head out of respect. He took out his wand and stabbed into her arm. She gasped and grabbed his shoulder digging her nails into it; drawing blood.

"You belong to me, my snow white queen." He whispered seductively in her ear.He twisted his wand down her arm. She looked down to see what it was he was doing; she could see the early appearance of what looked to be a skull. Her arm now numb she released his shoulder straightened up, and looked into his face.

Finally he stepped back. Her arm was a bit bloody, but she could defiantly see the mark very clearly now: a skull with a serpent coming out of its mouth and twisting down her forearm. She was panting slightly but otherwise held her composure. He waved her away; she bowed and left the dudgeon-like room.

"Yes, you belong to me, my snow white queen; soon I know you'll see you're just like me." Voldemort sang to know one. "All I want is you."

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Well this was a short one, and i almost wasn't going to do it, but these lyrics will be inportant later.