Bad Romance, Rodolphus and Bellatrix Lestrange
The Lady Gaga song could've been written word for word for them, so had to write the fan fic to match. We hope your spooky little dark heart enjoys!
Chapter 10, Ga-ga-Ooh-la-la!
Can you be ready to leave tomorrow," the minister asked, and Bellatrix nodded. "Good. We'll have your information packet with all you need to know on the cabal ready with your disguises and everything else you will need including fake identities to you in the morning." She gave them both a stern frown. "Don't think for a moment you won't be being watched because you will be being watched! And we'll have magical trackers on you. Don't think to screw me over or you will both die."
For a small blonde with cute ringlet curls, the girl Minister's face looked hard as stone, her blue-gray eyes cold. Bellatrix knew the look for what it was, a death promise were they to misstep. This girl's ministry wasn't soft or slow like the others. She may be cute and harmless seeming, but she was wise enough to kill most hard criminals rather than locking them away, thus Bellatrix and Rodolphus had plenty of work to have them earning their keep.
"Yes, we understand. We have no plans to screw you over. We may be insane but we aren't stupid," Bellatrix told the Minister as she stood. The blonde nodded, then smiled.
"Hey did you like my little joke? Wasn't it funny?" She giggled. "Voldemort shagging...I mean...haha..."
Bellatrix did not smile. Instead she shuddered. "You...you ruined something for me. I'm not exactly sure yet what it was, but no, I did not find your little...joke funny."
"Oh come-on!" The Minister heaved a sigh. "I actually had a nightmare about Hermione Granger being Minister instead of me the night I found out about the cabal. I think my decision to send you two in made me paranoid or something..." She shrugged slender shoulders. "Either way I worked up that fun little test with the help of a few friends and...well we had lots of laughs. Kreacher didn't even think you'd believe it, so really I didn't expect you to get upset."
The Minister's friendship with Kreacher was what kept Bellatrix and Rodolphus alive and useful to the Ministry, so her mention of him was likely no accident. Most humans would never strike up a friendship with elves or goblins, but this Minister chose to utilize the abilities of all magical beings who were willing to make the wizarding world a better place. She did not seek to stifle them as wizards before her had done, and even if Bellatrix and Rodolphus still looked down their aristocratic noses at such thoughts, the country was a stronger and more powerful one with goblin and elf magic being used to make it so along side that of wizards.
Once more Bellatrix did not smile.
"That is just wastefully mean," Rodolphus spoke unhappily, though perhaps relieved that the worst of it might be over. He didn't even bother mentioning how he was handsome and the Dark Lord could have other uses for him, than a mere Horcrux. Pride aside, sometimes he did have the wits to keep his mouth shut. Unless of course Bella wanted him to scream. Right then he knew enough not to provoke Bellatrix back into her sulk
"If Granger were the Minister, I suppose you would still be working at the Ministry too. Working under her, no less. Now that is what I call funny!" Rodolphus retorted with a smirk hoping his usual charm would remind Bella of how good things between them were.
"You know, it's kind of poetic really. My family was originally from France after all," Rod thoughtfully considered. "To leave my mark there would be most suitable, like home coming of sorts.. Don't you worry Minister Boxwood, we shall make you proud," Rod confidently reassured, tentatively turning his smile on Bella.
Bellatrix smiled back at Rod, though a part of her heart remained angry with him. Still fuck they were going to be free for the first time in a long time, to live like they could have had they never been locked away in Azkaban. No matter that the Ministry would be riding their ass, at least it was a ministry she could respect at least a little. They'd gotten tougher and smarter, after all.
But Rod had not. Rod had shown her that he wasn't the completely devoted husband she'd believed him to be. He would've just given her over to that...And then she felt a sudden stab of guilt because, in truth, The Dark Lord had actually done nothing. He hadn't attempted to touch her ever. Bellatrix sighed, confused and still very upset in spite of the excitement leaving for France gave her.