This chapter is for BlackHeart1723. First, because she continues to encourage me to write, and second, how every time I say/write Voldemort's name she basically yells at me. So, Black Heart if you are reading this, HAHAHAHA. In this chapter I shall say Voldemort, a lot. Love you dearly. - Becca
Bellatrix and Voldemort, both dead, watched their daughter from the spirit world. They hated how their only child had to hide who she truely was, but it had to happen for her plans to fall through.
Bellatrix watched Voldemort as he paced back and forth, trying to figure out a way they could help Abigayle. He looked pained, his red eyes narrowed as he thought. His pacing made no sound, his feet looking as if they didn't touch the ground.
"Oh, that stupid, idiotic boy! I wish I could just torture all of those fools!"
Abigayle's angered voiced reached them as the girl stormed into the room, her magic flaring out in fury, "He couldn't have just shown up like I told him to! No. I had to go find him! What is wrong with that boy!"
Bellatrix watched sadly as her baby girl threw herself on her bad, yelling into her pillow. She reached forward to gently stroke the girl's hair like she did when the girl was a baby, even though she wouldn't be able to feel it. She missed the ability to soothe her child. . . She hadn't been able to do it since the girl was a few months old. . .
"Voldemort. . . What are we going to do? Can't we help her. . . At all?" Bellatrix looked back up to see Voldemort watching them.
"I don't think so. . . She will have to go through it herself. She needs to figure things out on her own. Make new plans. Make enemies and allies. . . I had to do it alone. My daughter will do it too." Voldemort stated, his voice almost hiss like.
He stepped forward and placed his hand on his child's shoulder. "Do not worry my daughter. After you finish your plans with this school, you can torture and kill whomever you want. . ."
Bellatrix's insane grin appeared, and Voldemort smirked as well. She was their daughter. She would be fine.
They watched as they dauhter finally sat up, a mixture of Voldemort's smirk and Bellatrix's grin on her face. A slightly crazy light entered the girl's eyes, as she grabbed her wand.
"Oh, Scorpius! I think I have an idea to prove that our spell is evil!"
The girl quickly stepped from the room, glowing sparks flying from the tip of her wand. Both Bellatrix and Voldemort smiled proudly as the screams of fear they could here the young Malfoy making.
"That is definately our child Bella. . . No one but our child would find a way to torture someone without actually torturing them." Voldemort spoke.
"Of course. She is a true Slytherin as well. . . What a wonderful child to have." Bellatrix agreed, the insane glint in her eyes suddenly mixed with pride as she laughed gleefully.
"She'll be fine. . . Her plan will fall through. She'll kill Harry Potter for me. Torture his family. And bring the wizarding world to their knees. A perfect daughter." Both Bellatrix and Voldemort nodded their agreement, and went to find their daughter to watch her torture the Malfoy brat.
Next Chapter: Fighting class with James Sirius Potter. How will that end with the daughter of the two most evil people ever and the son of the savior of the wizarding world having to fight in front of the entire class. Should be fun?
