I do not own anything that is part of Harry Potter. The only thing that I do own is the direction this story leads. If some of you think that anything sounds like something from a previous story you read I am sorry. I do not read the Harry Potter stories on here, I read on a different website. So please tell me anything you think sounds familiar.
A few hours after breakfast a figure was seen walking around the manor looking for the last living member of the Golden Trio, Hermione Granger. The empty black eyes searched everywhere in the manor for her, before he finally spotted her.
He stopped at a window in the corridor that overlooked the fenced in garden. Upon looking out he could see her sitting alone under a tree reading a book, as she always did. As he stood there and watched her some more he noticed someone sneaking up behind the tree, a womanly figure. He stood there stunned as he watch the woman through a curse at the unarmed and unaware witch.
Once the curse came into contact with Hermione what seemed like an alarm went out around the house and grounds, causing the woman standing over the fallen body to look around in shock before she ran into the woods behind the house.
Seconds after the woman ran into the woods fellow death eaters ran into the garden and to where the young witch laid. After they saw her still body a couple ran back inside to get him, the Dark Lord.
Once he entered the garden in a hurried pace he ran to where her body was, still relaxed against the tree. A great roar could be heard all around the grounds, a sign of their lord's anger and hatred at the one who done this horrible deed.
What seemed like ages have passed before he found his lord in his office, alone.
"My lord, I come bearing news." He told his lord while he bowed before him.
"Well, tell me! I do not have the time nor the patience to deal with impudence!" Lord Voldemort growled while he sat behind his desk.
"I came to tell you that I was standing in the upstairs corridor, and that I happened to look outside when our lady fell." He told his master while he stood still in front of the roaring fireplace.
"What! Who did it? Who dared to curse my wife!" Voldemort yelled while standing up and looking directly into the eyes of his servant.
"It is simply my lord, what woman was not in the manor this morning at breakfast?" He told his lord with no fear in his eyes from the anger his lord was showing.
"Severus, you can't be talking about…" Voldemort was saying before he stopped in confusion.
"Yes my lord, it was our own dear Bellatrix Lestrange" Severus told him while sitting in the chair in front of Voldemort's desk.
I'm sorry that this is a short chapter, but what can I say? I love cliffhangers. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I will most likely be updating my other stories here with in the next couple of days. So please do be patient with me my loyal fans, because if you read my other stories, you know I can write. =D