Chapter 11- Here We Go Again.
"Come on Violet. Stop dragging your feet and get a move on... We have to warn the others"
Violet didn't listen to Hermione's moans. She felt dead inside. Like her heart had shattered into millions of pieces and Barty had swept the fragments up and snatched them away from her. She was empty. She was cold. She was nothing without Barty.
How can a man I hardly knew at the time change my life so dramatically. He's become my everything... Well he was my everything.
"Now I bet Barty will find out about the deatheaters' return fairly soon. That means we don't have much time to get to a hiding place."
"Hiding place... Why do we need to go there?" Ron muttered while jogging to keep up with Hermione's pace; clearly trying to avoid being next to Violet. The only times Violet would look up was when Ron was venturing to close to her. She wanted him far away from her. Her dark side even wanted to never see him again. But she had too, defiantly with this new problem occurring.
"As you said repeatedly to Violet back in Crouch manner, Barty isn't to be trusted. The way he reacted, I wouldn't be surprised if he immediately told them our locations. We can't afford to put our friends and family at anymore risk. They're just got over the Great War, they don't need any more heart ache." Hermione slowed down when she glanced over to see Violet nearly bursting into tears. " I know you don't want to hear this but you have to let him go... The way he turned terrified me. If it was true about before then he really has gone bonkers...You said to trust him, but just because he got a little jealous he completely turned against you... Maybe...Maybe Ron was right...Maybe he can't care because he has too much of a dark soul."
"Stop it"
"But it's true Violet... Listen to Hermione... He may have been fine with you but with that short temper and his past record I would stay well away from him. Violet he's dangerous can't you see that?" Ron frowned at how Violet still disagreed with what he said.
"I...I just want to go home" Violet hiccupped. Occasionally wiping her tears away with her pyjama t-shirt. She didn't care if she looked ridiculous, she just wanted to run away and be alone.
"I know...But we can't go home. Barty knows where you live and I'm guaranteed he will send Deatheaters. It's the same for our homes too. "
"So we're on the run again" Ron slightly laughed to lighten the mood.
"I suppose we are... Coming?"
What am I doing here? I should be at home, having dinner with Violet. Oh Violet what have I done to us? No! What has she done to us? How could I believe that a golden girl could fall in love with me? I'm a deatheater for Merlin's sake! We can't love, meaning I can't be loved in return.
Barty was now standing outside Malfoy Mansion. Although no longer owned by the Malfoys, it's residents were still dark witches and wizards. It remained to be the headquarters of Voldermort's followers. It amused Barty how this place was still safe from the Ministry. It was true that every Ministry worker (including the Auror's) were too scared to enter this mighty place.
As its new residents come and go the bushes and plants, once ripe and pleasant now withered and over growing, dark to match the exterior and interior of the mansion. As said it was just as dull and miserable inside. The decor painted brown or black. Creepy statues guarded most corners in the building, one in at least every room. Portraits of the Malfoy and Black family hang loosely on rusted nails, creaking, preparing to give up at any moment.
For Barty this place always made him feel self conscious. The statues and the paintings, it all made him feel that he was being watched. The building's discomforting atmosphere gave any weary visitor a chill right down to their bones.
"Ahh Barty... Darling...So good to see you back to where you belong." Bellatrix gracefully strode down the pearl white marble stairs and circled Barty, much like a hunter circling its prey.
"Bellatrix... So good to see a dead women." Barty smirked as Bellatrix suddenly stopped in front of him and her head leaned to the side. One of her locks fell across her face. But her dead brown eyes stayed pinned to Barty.
"You can talk 'No Soul'" She whispered the ending sending a chill through Barty's body. "I thought it was only time till you returned to us... You're ever such a loyal dog." Bellatrix spoke the last bit in a mocking manner. Barty grumbled at her comment.
"I am not a loyal dog."
"Whatever you say Darling... But you were always at the Dark Lords side when he didn't send you off to 'Fetch' something. Hell you probably even tried to shag him as well." She burst into a Painful laugh.
"That's enough Bellatrix!"
Bellatrix mocked pity towards Barty. "Is Barty getting upset?... What happened to you Barty? You use to be so daring. You didn't take any s**t from anybody. Where's my snake tongue boy."
Barty thought about mentioning Violet.
Violet's the one that has changed me, I could tell her that. It's vague enough. No! I can't afford letting Bellatrix know. If Violet died... Well... I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Oh God what have I done!
"Oh something struck a nerve. Barty does have feelings... I never knew! Care to tell me what happened?"
"I'd rather not Bellatrix"
"Oh come on... Ok I can understand you being protective but please stop with the Bellatrix. What happened to calling me Bella?"
"That was when we were... But we're not anymore"
"I'll finish your sentence for you then... It was when we were lovers." Bellatrix confidently strolled over to Barty; swaying her arms in time with her movements. "Remember those times Barty... We couldn't get enough of each other."
"That was because I was eighteen... I was young and innocent... You chose me because I was new to being a deatheater. I was vulnerable and therefore I did love you at the time... But not anymore." Barty tried to shove her away but it failed. Grabbing Barty she shoved him into the nearest wall. Her face millimetres from his making him slightly cower from her.
"But you loved it... You use to beg for it... Remember Barty I made you what you are now. I made you the perfect Deatheater. The Dark Lord would have never noticed you if it wasn't for me."
Then my life would have been better.
Barty didn't say anything out loud in fear of ruining his chances of coming back to the Deatheaters.
"Hmm? You going to speak Snake Tongue Boy"
"Bellatrix leave him alone... We don't want you frightening him... Barty's a powerful pure blood wizard believe me we need him. Our new recruits are not as good as they use to be." Yaxley appeared at the top of the stairs, crossing his arms with annoyance.
"Yes...Yes... We'll be up there in a minute." Bellatrix waved off to Yaxley to tell him to go away. Reluctantly he did so. Bellatrix seductively looked back at Barty. Grabbing his tie (Barty was now dressed in a black suit that he bought before he arrived at the mansion) she pulled him close so that she could whisper into his ear.
"Welcome Home Barty" she licked his ear, gave him a quick peck on the cheeky and left him to stare blankly for a few seconds; Thinking only one thing.
Violet what am I doing to you?
"Harry! Harry!... Can you hear me...Ginny! Anyone?... please open the door." Hermione frantically punched the door. Violet who had cheered up a bit was surprise the door didn't break from the hits. Shortly after the door swung open to reveal a slightly scruffy Harry.
"For Merlin's sake Hermione... I was just sleeping... It's not dangerous." Harry rubbed his eyes to remove the sleep lingering on the corners of his eye lids. Vaguely trying to pat his hair down so it didn't look so wild, Harry looked over to see Violet rocking to and thro behind Ron.
"What's up? Where's Barty? I thought you too were inseparable?" Violet burst into tears.
Yeah we were... But then it all went wrong.
"That's the thing... Barty has re-joined the Deatheaters."
"WHAT?... Why?... Hermione there aren't any more Deatheaters... They all disappeared after Voldermort's down fall."
"Oh they are still around... And Bellatrix LeStrange is the new leader." Hermione tensed at the name. Memories of the torture she went through by Bellatrix still haunted her dreams. Still the words 'Mudblood' hadn't healed from her arm but it was fading.
"Right..." Harry said sleepily. " And why did Barty Join them?"
"That...That you can ask Ron" Violet finally spoke. Harry turned his head to face Ron. Ron immediately lowered his head and shuffled his feet.
"Umm... we sort of had a fight."
"For Merlin's sake Ron... Couldn't you have just given him the chance?"
"What's going on Harry?" Ginny stumbled into view as she yawned.
"Ron's had an argument with Barty. Barty has now gone and joined the newly formed Deatheaters and we're basically doomed." Violet chipped in. "Apparently"
"Oh Boy here we go again."
A/N: told you it won't be long till the next chapter. Yep I brought Bellatrix back from the grave. It's more interesting with her as the leader of the deatheaters. I am hoping to go for Violet being jealous of Barty with Bellatrix and Barty Jealous of Ron with Violet. You get me anyhow. Thank you so much for reading and I would very much appreciate more reviews. Tell me how the story's going. Thank you again. x
