Authors Note: Sorry for having you wait so long. I don't really have an excuse for this, but I hope that this chapter makes up for it. I will get the next chapter out as soon as I can. Also, thanks for all of the reviews, they were great! Please try to review if you can. Enjoy!

The Regrets of Bellatrix Lestrange – Chapter 7

Written by YT12J

Hestia Jones gasped for breath as she finally stopped running from her life, terrified the whole way. She thought that she was going to die once Remus Lupin started screaming out killing curses at all of the Order members in his sight. Luckily for her, she managed to get in a disillusionment charm before he could kill her, and she managed to get away with little more than a cut on her. Once she managed to leave the Headquarters, she watched as there was an explosion of Fiendfyre and the whole place was engulfed in it. She had never been so shocked in her entire life. Even though many people suspected that Lupin finally lost it when another one of his best friends was murdered, they weren't expecting him to lash out and do anything on this scale.

She was currently in a safe house that she had prepared for herself should anything happen, and should she need to go into hiding for a while. It wasn't very much, but it had food, drink, some tools that she had picked up off the Weasley twins, and also her spare wand. There was also what Arthur had told her was a 'fellytone', something that muggles used to speak to each other with. She only had it as a last resort, if she ever needed to contact anybody with the same communication device, though the only people whom she knew to have one of these were Hermione Granger, and the Weasley family.

She also knew that the Weasley twins had one of these devices, and that she could contact them with it if she needed to. And she did need to. Apparently the twins had started a resistance a while ago when they had to leave the Order for unknown reasons. This resistance was called 'Potter's Army'. She knew that she had two options. The first one was that she remains in the safe house, in hiding, for as long as she could, and not contact anybody. The second one would be to join Potter's Army, and to give them the details of Voldemort's new Horcrux, the one that she was planning to tell the Order about, but thanks to Remus, never got a chance to. Then they could find it, destroy it, and eventually destroy Voldemort himself.

She considered her options. 'If I truly want to help finish this war, then I have to join them. But if I want to have a better chance of survival, I should stay here, a safe house that nobody but I know about with supplies that can keep me going for a long time.'

She made her decision, and with a surge of hope she picked up the fellytone. Looking at her address book, she flipped to the end where she had written down the few numbers that she had. Dialling the number for the Weasley twins, she waited for somebody to answer as she listened to the phone ring. After a few minutes, somebody finally picked up the phone, but when she heard the voice, she froze and her face turned white. "Hello, this is Lord Voldemort. You are several minutes away from being captured by my Death Eaters and myself. Please do not take this personally."

Harry snored extremely loudly, loud enough to bring a house down. This was the third time that day that he had lounged on the sofa, and taken a good long nap. It was beginning to annoy Bellatrix quite a lot, as she was currently attempting to read a book, and every time he stopped snoring, and she managed to read it, he would start snoring again out of the blue. She didn't know whether she should soak his face in water, or just torture him under the Cruciatus curse for the rest of the day. She decided that the Cruciatus was going a bit too far, and that water was a perfect idea.

Sneakily, she crept up on him and before he could snore again, she pointed her wand at him, and out of the tip of it came a wave of water, soaking him from head to foot. He instantly awoke to a giggling Bellatrix, her wand still pointed at him. He frowned, and then suddenly realized that he was extremely wet. "Was that really necessary, Bellatrix?"

Finally stopping her giggles, she said "Of course it was. Your snoring was damaging my eardrums, and distracting me from my book."

He rolled his eyes. "Better than the screams that come from you when you take forty winks." At hearing this, she lost her temper.

"Well I'm sorry for being tormented every night by the horrible memories I have of my life."

"You should be! I let you stay in my house, but there is a limit to the amount of irritating things that I will stand!"

"Fine then. I guess you don't want me here any longer. Thanks, but no thanks!" After saying this, with tears leaking from her eyes, she rushed out of the room. Before he could go after her, he heard the door slam. He swore under his breath, and with no time to lose, he apparated right outside his door. Just as he appeared, he was met by a shocking sight.

Voldemort was calmly standing with his wand pointed at Bellatrix, who looked like she wanted decry even more, but refused to show weakness in front of the Dark Lord, the tormentor of many years of her life. Surrounding Voldemort were twenty odd Death Eaters, a few of them with their wands pointed at bloody and bruised prisoners. Harry recognised Fred and George Weasley, Hestia Jones, Lee Jordan, and Angelina Johnson. They all looked at him with a sad look on their faces, and he realised that this was it. The last resistance had been crumbled by the leaders being taken away, and the remainders no doubt having ran for their lives, but frankly Harry couldn't blame them. He had been shocked enough when he received a patrons from Hermione, a desperate call for help stating that the Order was seconds away from being finished off by an invisible force, but this was too much.

The shock of the entire situation hit Harry like a hammer, and he wanted nothing more than to curl up on the floor and cry for the massive loss he had suffered. But he was not going to show any emotion in front of Voldemort if he could help it.

"What now, Potter? What final weapon do you have? You have nobody but yourself to fight me with. Even if you did fight me, you would lose. You are no match for me. Admit it, you have as good as lost the war. In fact, I am surprised that you did no figure out the location of my final Horcrux. Such a shame for you."

The full force of Voldemort's words hit Harry. He has another Horcrux. "But- but I destroyed all of your Horcruxes. You can't possibly have another one. You're lying." Harry was desperate, desperate to believe that Voldemort was lying, but deep down, he knew that Voldemort wasn't lying, that there was another Horcrux, and that there was no way that he would allow his Horcrux to be destroyed this time.

Voldemort chuckled. "Try to deny my words as much as you want, Potter, but it does not make any difference at all. I created another Horcrux recently , and since then I have been planning the demise of the Order of the Phoenix, and Potter's Army, which I have now succeeded in doing. And I have been planning this moment for a long time. Do you know that before you discovered my presence here, I used a charm on Bellatrix. This particular charm showed some very interesting results, and the results were that she is pregnant with your baby."

Despite the circumstances, Harry blushed bright red. The other night, when they were supposed to be in bed, sleeping, well, suffice to say, they didn't do much sleeping. Then he had a horrible thought. Maybe Voldemort had been planning something even more heartbreaking for Harry. "You're going to kill her aren't you, Voldemort." He could see it now. Bellatrix's dead body, collapsed on the ground, while Voldemort and his Death Eaters jeered and laughed at him. It was Ginny all over again.

Voldemort laughed, the idea seeming to be amusing to him. "Oh no, Harry, I wouldn't do something that horrible to you - again. No no, I have something even better on my mind, something that will be even worse for you, and will make you hate me more than ever. You see, Potter, maybe you would discover what my new Horcrux is, and where it is. Maybe you would even... acquire it, somehow, but when you do find out what my new Horcrux is, you won't be able to destroy it. You won't have it in you in the end. Exactly why I am going to tell you what it is, right now."

Harry was confused. Why would Voldemort even consider telling Harry what his Horcrux is, even if he didn't think Harry would be able to destroy it. He suddenly noticed Hestia. She was jerking her head, and looked like she wanted to tell him something, but chef ore he could figure out what she meant, her captor dug his wand into her, clearly warning her not to say anything.

"Why tell me, Voldemort? Why even take that risk? Maybe I do have it in me to destroy it. Why would you do this?"

Voldemort looked like he was enjoying this conversation a lot. Bellatrix, however, was attempting to attack him, and failing every time. "Maybe you'll understand once I actually reveal it to you. In fact, I am almost certain you will. You see, Potter, my Horcrux is... her!" At the same time that he said this, he pointed a long, pale white finger at Bellatrix, and smirked.

Flashback #2 -

Tom sat down on his bed, deep in thought. The strange man, Mumblemore, or whatever he was called, had just left, and left Tom with a lot to think about. Tom had at first assumed that he was unique, with special abilities that nobody else had. Now he had discovered that there was a magical community, all with the same powers that Tom had.

Except for one. The old man had implied that it was rare for someone to have the ability to speak to snakes. Perhaps he could use this to his advantage. Perhaps he could get a pet snake, a terrifying one, one that could freeze people in terror just by looking at them. Perhaps then he could scare people into becoming his personal group of... friends. They could do a lot of things for him, and turn out to be very useful.

Tom smirked. He was already planning out his years at this school, Hogwarts, at what exactly he was going to do while he was there. He would train himself a lot, and eventually become the most powerful wizard that Hogwarts had ever seen.

First of all, though, he needed to... acquire a snake. 'Nagini sounds like quite a nice name for a snake.'

Authors Note: I hope that you liked this chapter! I've been planning it for a while now and I'm glad I finally came up to it. Hope you liked the cliffhanger, and I shall soon update with the continuation of this. Also, I am not sure when Voldemort got Nagini, but I am assuming that it was before or during his Hogwarts years. Please review, and thanks for reading. Bye!