Voldemort looked up as the door slammed open, it was Bellatrix, he cringed at the scene that he knew would unfold as he watched the emotions change across her face. Why the woman was so obsessed with him he'd never know, perhaps like other it was simply power, but the woman had a husband for Merlin's sake, why couldn't she just be happy with him, but no she had to cause more trouble for the dark lord by fighting with his ex-girlfriend. Bellatrix glared at Bridget "What's she doing My Lord, why do you let such filth reside here?" Voldemort snarled

"Who I allow to live and don't is none of your concern Bellatrix, you would do well to remember that."

Bridget smiled sweetly "Never mind, Voldy darling, she can insult me all she wishes, if it makes her feel better about her insignificant life." Voldemort showed no sign of anger at being called darling, he was to busy trying to surreptitiously remove Bridget from his lap. He looked up at the pause in conversation to see Bellatrix standing with her mouth hanging open in response to his allowance of pet names. Bridget stood plans forming for really creating a scene but realised that she wouldn't have to do much to push Bellatrix in the right direction.

Bellatrix glared evilly at her "why you little…" she pulled her wand out and pointed it at Bridget who simply smiled and took out her own, "Are you going to fight me Bellatrix? Do you think that's wise with Voldemort sitting right here?" Bellatrix was again shocked, Bridget smiled on the inside didn't Bella get that she was allowed to get away with more than the Eaters. "You dare speak his name?" Bella spat, as she glanced at Voldemort for conformation that this was a crime, when he did nothing but stare at the two women facing off with nothing but a slight look of annoyance in his eye she cracked, "I'll teach you to insult the Dark Lord" she raised her wand "crucio" she cried, Bridget went to shield the spell but no one can block Bella's cruciatus curse. Bridget ended up screaming on the ground, it was then that Voldemort stood "Enough" he said in his commanding tone that could not be ignored. Bella removed the spell from Bridget who lay panting on the carpet, "but my lord she…" Voldemort glared, "Don't you ever cast a spell on Bridget again, or I will punish you severely." Bellatrix nodded "yes my lord" she bowed her head.

Voldemort strode from the room, without glancing at Bridget. She watched him leave shocked still panting from her position on the floor, then looked up at Bella "Well Bella – you heard him – I suggest – you leave – now." Bella sneered at her "I won't give up, he said not to casts spells on you, so I'll find another way to get you out of here." She left the room haughtily but Bridget called out before she shut the door "Draco is – wandering around the house – looking for you" Bella simply turned up her nose and left giving no indication that she heard Bridget.

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Voldemort entered his throne room and sat heavily in his chair. After a moment he started hitting himself in the head, why the hell did he protect that… that witch. He couldn't understand why she caused that reaction in him. He hated her more than anything else and just wanted to be rid of her. But he could neither kill her nor have someone else kill her. What was worse was that he knew she could hold her own in a fight and if he were to send her into a battle she would just escape or fight for Dumbledore's Order. Perhaps he could allow Potter to see her next to him, or in one of those annoyingly, disgusting positions. Yes, that could be the solution to his problems, just let Potter think that she was another loyal follower, one that he Lord Voldemort allowed closer than anyone else. Potter would kill her on sight if he saw that. Then he wouldn't be killing her or ordering her death. It would get rid of her and would mean that she could never tell the Order anything.

Voldemort grinned to himself, he would be rid of that girl forever.

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The following day Bridget woke early with a plan, since it was her last day in the house she'd make it a memorable one.

First she took a piece of parchment and wrote on the top of it 'Rank and Score'. Then she went downstairs to Tom's planning room, here he had written down the names of every Death Eater, she copied the male's names on to the parchment with numbers next to them, paying only some attention to the order, and writing a few notes next to each name, chuckling to herself as she did.

Heading back up to her room with the parchment she placed them on a table to be used later.

Bridget then moved to her dresser and took out a particular night gown, after a few modifications with her wand it was ready. She put it on and checked the time, it was still very early which meant that Tom would still be in bed, exactly what she needed for her plan to work. She snuck down the halls to his room, with a quick giggle she slipped in, bypassing his alarms. She paused at the door and looked at him lying in the bed. He was so still and perfectly straight that Bridget could almost believe he was dead. She searched his sleeping face, looking for the one she used to love watching so long ago, could it really have been 50 years ago that she met Tom Riddle? The handsome charming boy that won her heart, the monster lying in the bed could never have been the same boy. Bridget couldn't make the two match even though she knew it was true. Hearing movement in the hall she snapped out of her reverie, she quickly moved to the bedside and, suppressing a shudder, climbed in.

Hey Readers, sorry for the wait. I know this chapter is small but I've got another one almost finished and it will be up in a few days. You will not be disappointed, I promise.

Happy Reading - Faith :)