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Hope everyone had a good break and had a good Christmas for those who celebrate it. Now... on with the story! Also, more Rodolphus/Bella romance in this.
He glared at her for a moment before he raised his wand. Bella closed her eyes in defeat.
"Avada Kedvra!" he yelled.
A bright green light quickly filled the room.
Her eyes flew open and a cry of surprise escaped her, but the light was so bright that she had to shut them again.
She laid there on the floor for a moment, her eyes still tightly closed. A loud crash rang out.
She was confused, she still breathed, more of a pant really, but she was breathing none the less, she still felt the carpet benieth her, still heard the sounds of Voldemort breathing. A frightening thought occurred to her. Was she the second one to ever survive the killing curse? Had she destroyed the one she loved? She didn't open her eyes, afraid of what she would see.
"NO!" Bella heard Rodolphus roar from somewhere in the house followed by running footsteps. She opened her eyes a little bit and slowly looked up to see Voldemort standing a few inches in front of her, his wand aimed not at her, but just above her.
"Next time you disobey me," he told her coldly lowering his wand, "It's not just your wall that I'll destroy."
She looked behind her and saw a large hole in her wall, about a foot above where she was kneeling, the debris on her floor engulfed in flames.
"Bella, do you understand me?" She turned back to him and bowed lowly.
"I understand, my lord," she said softly.
The door leading to the living room burst open and Rodolphus rushed in, his wand at the ready.
"Bella!" he yelled rushing to her side.
"I'm okay, Rodolphus," Bella said as she sat up, visibly shaken, but fine none the less.
"Get out of here, Rodolphus. Me and Bella have a few more things to discuss," Voldemort said a little annoyed by him.
Rodolphus opened his mouth as if to tell him he didn't want to leave, but Bella looked at him and gently shook her head, begging him not to argue with him.
"Of course, my lord," he said giving a small bow before turning back to Bella.
"You sure you're alright, love?" he asked softly, gently rubbing her back.
"Out, Rodolphus!" Voldemort ordered. Rodolphus looked up at him before he turned back to Bella and gave her a quick kiss before getting up and walking out of the living room, Voldemort glaring after him.
Bella looked up at Voldemort who was looking at the closed door with anger, his wand raised, his hand clenched tightly around it.
"My lord," Bella said directing his attention towards her. "I-" she paused for a moment, trying to sound as sincere as possible, "I apologize for everything I did tonight. I shouldn't have gone to Hogwarts."
"You're finally speaking some sense, Bella,"
"My lord, I thank you for your mercy. I deserve to be punished for disobeying you and for believing that I was above the other death eaters."
He went over to her and she couldn't help but release a small cry of fear. He stopped mid step and looked down at her.
"Why do you fear me, Bella?" he asked, slightly amused.
She hid back a scoff
"You tried to kill me, my lord."
"Believe me, Bella, if I wanted you dead, I wouldn't of had to try. This was a warning if you will, because obviously, you don't listen to me or my instructions."
"That's not true, my lord. I live to obey you!" she cried frantically.
"Then why is it whenever I tell you something, you insist on going against me?" She dropped her head in shame. He walked over to her and bent down before her and lifted her head with a finger, making her meet his eyes.
"You have spirit, Bella," he said softly, "that is one of the things I first fell in love with when I met you. During battles and missions, that is what keeps you alive. But it must be contained at times. We are lovers, Bella, that is true. But I am foremost your lord and master, and you must obey me. What if something had happened to you tonight? What if you had gotten thrown back in Azkiban? Or worse, murdered by Dumbledore or one of his stooges?"
"I took my fathers cloak though, there was no chance that I would have been seen besides by Draco."
"Yes but you were seen, and by Dumbledore none the less, and you were injured in the process."
"I'm fine though. My leg is healed, I got away, nothing really happened to me."
"What if something did though? What if he killed you, or had you sent back to Azkiban? Or what if he sentenced you to the Dementors kiss?" He slowly caressed her cheek, "I don't want to lose you again, Bella," said Voldemort softly. She met his eyes for a moment before he leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips. She returned it just as softly.
He pulled away first, gently running his fingers through her hair.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, "I'll never disobey you again, my lord."
"Good, I don't know what I would do without you. Please take that into consideration next time you have the urge to go off and do something like this again."
She gave a short nod as they both stood up. He aimed his wand at the wall and it quickly repaired itself, looking just how it did before.
"I shall see you at the next meeting, Bella," he said as he walked to the door, her looking after him. "Oh and by the way," he said turning back to her, "tell you're sister that I need to speak to her in regards to her son, Draco."
"Of course, my lord," she said with a small bow.
He gave her a rare half smile before he opened the door to find Rodolphus standing there, looking slightly angered.
"My lord," he said coldly giving him a short bow, looking at him with a look none other then loathing could describe. Voldemort glared at him before he pointed his wand at him.
"You'll be wise to remember, Lestrange, not to use that tone with me."
"I apologize sincerely, my lord," he said getting up from his bow and striding past him to Bella.
With one quick motion he grabbed Bella and lowered her slightly and kissed her hard on the lips. She was in to much surprise to do anything but stand there. He pulled away and looked towards Voldemort, whose face was content in anger. Rodolphus hid a smug look off of his face, knowing Voldemort couldn't punish him for kissing his own wife, even if it was in front of the man who also loved her.
Voldemrot glared at him before he turned on his heels and with a swish of his cloak, he was gone.
"That was an incredibly stupid thing to do," Bella said as he stood her back on her feet.
"What'd I do?" he questioned a little smugly as she sat down on the couch, him following suit.
"You know what you did, it was a miracle he didn't crucio you for it."
"Am I not allowed to kiss my wife in front of our lord now?"
"I may be your wife, but I am his lover and you know that, Rodolphus." He scoffed and shook his head
"I shouldn't have to share you."
"Then divorce me," she said a little bitterly, "you're just a contract if you will."
"That's how you speak of you're husband? as a contract?"
"We both went into this marriage knowing it was arranged. You have more then your fair share of affairs, and I have never spoken or said anything against you. Why do you have a problem with me and our lord?"
"Because I don't love any of those woman, but with you it's different. You and him love each other."
"So? It's not like you love me anyway."
"I wouldn't be to sure of that, Bella," he said locking eyes with her.
She looked at him for a few moments before she shook her head
"Rodolphus, how many times have you cheated on me?"
"Eleven and a half."
"A half? How do you get eleven and a half?"
"Remember you're mother walked in on me one time and cursed me so that I can only make love with you? I never finished so technically it's half."
Bella shook her head and chuckled.
"I guess that would make it half, but still. Rodolphus, you know as well as I do that our marriage is one would even go so far as to call it a sham. We don't love each other, yes we've grown very close, but I would never go so far as to call it love."
Rodolphus looked down at the floor while Bella looked at him curiously.
He had never acted like this before. Before she was captured they would both joke that there marriage meant nothing. They would even go so far as to have one of Rodolphus's girlfriend over for dinner. But now it seemed that he truly cared for her, that he wanted to not only call her his wife, but to treat her like one. To treat her with respect, to remain faithful, to love her.
She was about to say something in regards to this when a loud chime sounded four times.
"Come," she said softly, "it's four in the morning, we've both had a long night. We need to get some sleep. I can already tell tomorrow is going to be a long day."
He made no move to get up so she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before she got up and went to bed to try to sleep. He waited until he was sure she was upstairs before he spoke.
"Speak for yourself, Bella, speak for yourself."
Without another word he got off the couch and went upstairs to sleep with a woman he had been married to for eighteen years, but had never really loved... until now.
Hogwarts, great hall
"Get up, it's you're turn to keep watch," Malfoy whispered, giving Hermione a rough shove. She got up at once, having been awake for the past hour. Without another word, Malfoy quickly made his way through the numerous purple squishy sleeping bags to his own. Hermione looked after him a little upset. He was her cousin, her flesh and blood, and he had no idea.
"I wonder if he knew that I was related to him if he would be kinder to me," she thought to herself lighting her wand and began to walk amongst the rows of sleeping bags.
"This is stupid," Ron muttered walking up to her. "why do the prefects got to keep watch? I mean what are we supposed to do if she comes bursting through the door?The two of us aren't gonna be able to stop her."
Hermione stayed silent, she didn't want to talk about Bellatrix at all at the moment.
"What's wrong?" he asked her, knowing that usually she would go into a tirade about prefects having responsibility whenever he complained about there responsibilities.
"Nothing," she replied coldly, "just leave me alone, Ron."
"Are you still upset about what happened tonight?" he questioned sincerely.
"Drop it, Ronald!" she told him a bit more louder then she should have, gaining a loud 'shh!' from a nearby Ravenclaw.
He looked at her for a moment in confusion and hurt, as she sighed.
"I'm sorry," she told him gently, "it's just, I'm having a hard day."
"I would imagine. I mean hell, getting that close to the devil in a black dress must be really frightening."
"It's not just that, it's," but she couldn't continue. She swore when she left Dumbledore's office she would never tell anyone that she was related to her.
"It's what, Hermione?"
She shook her head, tears beginning to fill her eyes.
"After all she did, after all the pain and destruction she caused, and she doesn't even care."
Ron nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, I mean bloody hell, she killed the only family Harry had, made Neville's parents completely insane. Plus anyone who's related to that git Malfoy must be-"
"Oh my god," she breathed, "I had forgotten that she cursed Neville's parents."
She felt hot anger rise up in her once more, the same anger she felt when she first was told that she was related to her.
"Err, Hermione," he said seeing her eyes narrow, her breathing become more shallow. "Hermione. Love, you okay?"
"No, that evil bitch had gotten away with far too much with far too long."
"Well yeah, but you've seen her magic, you've seen what she's capable of."
"I don't care," she told him firmly. "I don't care if she's the most powerful witch in the world."
"Okay now you're starting to scare me," he said backing slightly away from her as the hand holding her wand began to shake and the tip grew red.
"No, she has to be stopped, that bitch has to pay," she continued as if she didn't hear him, "I have to do it. I can't let her go on knowing what she did to me or my friends."
"What are you talking about?" Ron asked frightened.
She looked him square in the eye and he held back a whimper of fear.
"She has to pay, and I'm going to be the one to do it. I am going to kill Bellatrix Lestrange if its the last thing I do."
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