A/N: This chapter will contain a smut scene, slightly violent, and makes Harry out to be a sadist. Don't like it, don't read it. This chapter is a filler, Harry talking to Bellatrix while Lucius is at the Lestrange estate. But for those who are a wee bit squeamish, this story will turn a bit dark and violent, it's not a happy story, so there will be more in the future.

Chapter 9

Harry was sat by the fireplace in his chambers, Nagini lying on the carpet in front of him, soaking up the warmth of the flames. She really is a magnificent creature, Harry thought, watching her. Suddenly, he felt someone enter the Manor grounds.

"Well well well", he hissed to Nagini. She raised her head, her eyes gleaming at him. He rose from his seat, walking out of the room and in to his Father's study, which was more suited for an audience with one of the Death Eater. He stood himself in front the window, back facing the door. Just as the person was about to knock he said,

"Come in, Bella." The door creaked open and she kneeled on the floor.

"My Lord." He turned around to face her.

"Rise." She did and looked him in the eye.

"What brings you here, Bellatrix?" She looked confused for a moment, before answering.

"Malfoy payed me a visit, saying you requested my presence here at the Manor."

"Ah, of course", Harry said. He had, in fact, not asked Lucius to fetch Bellatrix, but he trusted the man to have good reason for his actions. He would ask Lucius when he returned.

"I wanted to discuss with you, something of great importance." At this she immediately straightened and took on a look of excitement. Her dedication to serve as well as possible was something to value, Harry knew, but he held no greater trust in her. Nevertheless, she was useful.

"What is it, my Lord?"

"I need your opinion. From what I know you have experience in dealing with the low-rankers amongst my Father's Death Eaters. I would like for you to tell me where the trust they had towards my Father has gone." This particular problem was already being taken care of, but Harry had a feeling that Lucius needed Bella out of the way for a while. And he was more than willing to help the trusted Death Eater with this.

"My Lord… " she began.

"Yes?"

"As you know they are not like the Inner Circle, they value their service to the Dark Lord a lot, but it is because of the simple fact that he has proved himself to be a worthy leader."

"Are you implying that I am not worthy of my Father's position, Bellatrix", Harry snapped, staring at her with cold eyes.

"No, no! Not at all my Lord! Never!" she immediately excused. "I simply meant that you are a new face to them, you are, in their minds, untested. They value power above anything else, unlike the Inner Circle, who have sworn themselves to the Dark Lord because they believe in his cause."

Harry continued staring her out, making her visibly squirm.

"My Father's vouch for me holds no sway then?"

"Had the Dark Lord expressly ordered them to follow you it would have made things easier, my Lord. But he did not, so they do not trust you."

"My my, Bella", Harry mused. "You really do take liberties when speaking to me." His voice had gone dark, and she immediately lowered her head, her body shivering. Bellatrix certainly had a way with threats and pain. Just as she liked to hurt others, she also revelled in pain brought on her, especially from her precious Lord and his son. Harry chuckled, releasing his wand from it's holster. He walked around the desk and approached her, running his wand across her chest. She shivered again.

"Now why is this, Bella?" he asked her. She stayed silent, head down. Suddenly he gripped her neck and shoved her into the nearest wall, pressing up behind her. She whimpered.

"Answer me."

"My… My Lord…" she begged.

"I said, answer me." She stayed silent, making him growl in her ear. Keeping one hand on her neck, pressing her against the wall, he brought the other one around her waist, gripping hard, making sure to leaves bruises. She moaned in response, making him more infuriated. He pressed harder against her, feeling her ass press against his crotch. But it wasn't enough, he wanted her to scream in pain. Leaning over her shoulder he pressed his lips against her neck, kissing and sucking. Then he bit down. Hard. He felt the skin break and tasted her blood on his tongue. He let out a low moan when he heard her scream. He lifted his head from her neck, looking up to the ceiling. The blood trickled down his chin. He was breathing heavily and felt his trousers grow tight. Harry lowered the hand on her waist, pulling up the skirts of her dress, letting his fingers slide between her folds. She was soaked. She was so extremely responsive to him, it drove him to press his hard cock against her, seeking friction. His fingers found her clit, flicking it, making her moan and whimper. She was extremely close, he could feel it. Her entire body was trembling and he was willing to bet she would sink to the floor, should he let her go. Just as she was about to come, he stopped, knowing it was near painful for her to come down again. His breath still heavy, he whispered in her ear,

"Don't assume you have permission to speak your mind so freely again, Bellatrix." He let her go and she leaned heavily against the wall, panting hard. Harry backed up towards the window and turned his back to Bellatrix.

"That would be all." There was a knock on the door.

A/N: Hi everyone! This story is very slow going, and I have no excuses. I really hope you have it in you to stick with me, because I love this story and appreciate people reading it. I've re-read this story and noticed some faults here and there, and if you notice any future mistakes please let me know so I can correct them. Also, suggestions, questions, anything you want to tell me about the story is greatly appreciated :) You guys are great for sticking with me. And again, this chapter is meant to be a filler, and for those who didn't read it, it's basically Harry distracting Bellatrix, no great details about the plot and if I can (and remember) I will post another chapter soon.