A/N: This chapter is for David Fishwick for his review! and also Punk Chopsticks as she reviewed this fic in chapter 4 and I mentioned her in chapter 5 originally. Though when I re-posted I forgot to put that on sorry x

Anyway enjoy and I can't tell you how much I like reviews -hint, hint-

Persuasion

Looking around the majestic drawing room, I could not help but be stunned. Vast portraits filled the walls of Bellatrix's ancestors having whispered conversations with each other. Their eyes looked at me as if deciding whether I was worthy enough to be in the company of the Blacks. Leaning back against the emerald green sofa, I glanced at the magnificent chandelier which illuminated the room. Druella Black sat in a her finest robes. She had her hands placed on her lap and was waiting for the house elf Sparky to come back with tea. Bellatrix was sat next to me, twirling her hair and sending looks of disgust at her father. Why you ask? I have no idea. But me being so naive and innocent then, I thought that (however unlikely it seems) they may have had an argument before I arrived.

Sparky entered the room with a tea tray between his long fingers. He wore a filthy old pillow case with rips for his arms.

Noticing Sparky's entrance, Mr Black motioned for the elf to place it on the coffee table. Sparky obeyed and faced his master.

"Would you like anything else master?" Sparky asked. His voice was a high-pitched squeak and it was evident that he was proud to serve the family.

"No!" Mr Black replied, waving the elf away.

Sparky made a final bow to his master and exited the room.

All that could be heard now was the sound of the boiling water being poured into the fine white china cups.

"Thanks for coming today Rodolphus. We can finally meet you at last." Mr Black smiled as Druella handed him some tea.

"Thank you for inviting me." I replied.

There was a pause for a few moments where people were sipping their tea.

"How much money have you got in your vault Rodolphus?" Cygnus asked as if it was something you would ask everyone you came across. Druella raised her eyebrows, yet didn't say anything

I was a little shocked at his question myself. I had only been in his home for around ten minutes and he was already asking how much money I had. We hadn't even got properly acquainted yet. I glanced at Bellatrix out of the corner of my eye and she had a look of boredom which was clearly displayed upon her face.

"Before you say anything Bellatrix, I am just asking a question as what will happen when your mother and I have passed away. No daughter of mine is going to begging like a Weasley? " Cygnus spat at Bellatrix.

Bellatrix stared at him utterly perplexed. It seemed to me that she wasn't going to ask anything.

"I shall say nothing about your financial status in front of the woman Rodolphus they would not understand would they?" Cygnus sneered, leaning back against the chair and chuckling slightly.

"No I do not think so sir.." I replied awkwardly.

No conversation took place after my last comment. I was politely sipping tea which burned my throat.

Bellatrix was sending glares of hatred at her father; he just smirked back in reply. Why was she glaring at him? my mind suddenly demanded.

"Rodolphus, would you mind having a conversation with me away from Bellatrix and Druella?" Cygnus inquired, rising from his chair.

Glancing at Bellatrix, there was a mixture of hatred and sadness which lingered in her expression.

I stood up and followed Cygnus out the room. Though a part of me yeared to know why Bellatrix was acting the way she was. Why was she sending glares of hatred at her father? and it was very out of character that she had remained quiet throughout that conversation.

As we walked through the gardens, the cool breeze fluttered across my face The path we were taking seemed to go on for miles and birds could be heard in the distance.

"So Rodolphus, Are you considering marrying my daughter?" Cygnus asked, lighting his pipe.

"Mr Black with all the respect that is due don't you think that it is a bit early in our relationship to be thinking of marriage?"

He stopped and considered me for a moment. He then suprised me by grabbing the collar of my shirt.

"Well.. I suggest you hurry up and think about it." Cygnus snarled.

"Sir, May I ask what the rush is?" I whispered, though a trace of fear lingered within my voice.

"It is just that I am concerned about whether the Dark Lord will allow her into the high ranks if she is not married. You see that is her dream. She wants to serve and she is more than capable of being one of the Dark Lord's favourites though I doubt she will do it on her own." He spat.

"Rodolphus, you are in high favour. Perhaps if she married you she will achieve her goal."

"Mr Black.. I will marry her at some time." I said.

"Some time soon I hope." Cygnus replied.

"Erm.. yes." I murmured uncertainly.

He grinned at me and smoked his pipe once more.

Marriage was a big decision. If I did marry her then it would be like all the dreams I ever had coming true, but would my master be happy with me getting married? If I provided an heir then that would be okay wouldn't it?

However, recalling that situation, I just wish I said "No, I don't want to get married to Bellatrix." but at that time my love for Bellatrix was growing stronger by each second, yet now I wish I hadn't had married her at all.

A/N: Why does our Roddy wish he hadn't married Bellatrix? Ooh the suspense and only I know mwahahahahahahhahaha (Sorry I shouldn't be so evil:(

I don't know when the next update will be as I need to finish writing the next chapter. Okay.. I thought I finished writing it then realised "Ah.. No I haven't." If I pull myself together then I should have it finished by tonight, but no promises.. Also updates will be less frequent this week as I have exams -cries- I don't wanna do them :'(

Apologies for any mistakes.