Always?

Chapter twenty-six
Yours and Only Yours

He still could not believe what he had done. Rodolphus was in the manor, wondering around. He had kissed Narcissa, his wife's sister. Correction: his late wife's sister. Suddenly, he found that a little number of things made sense in his mind. Life has he knew it was done. Bellatrix was dead and all he thought he know about life was false. He had before him a world of endless possibilities. He was finally free.

But freedom had never tasted so bitter. Rodolphus loved Bellatrix after all. She was the person on earth that meant the most to him, even if she had quite a temper and that had showed him little affection during their marriage. The young man still remembered how sinfully beautiful she was. He would give anything he owned to kiss her blood-red lips and pass his hand in her black curls one last time.

He couldn't help to think again about the day her mother told him he was going to marry the eldest daughter of the Black family. He couldn't figure out if he was excited or totally scared. He had known Bellatrix in Hogwarts, where she had put on quite a show… She was always stuck in detention or roaming in the Forbidden forest. She was as mesmerizing back then.

A tear escaped from Rod's eyes, which he quickly wiped away. He had other business to take care off before mourning his wife. He had to find out why he had kissed Narcissa one hour ago. It was an impulsive action that he regretted as soon as his lips touched hers. He was not in love with Bella's sister anymore. The impossible love story between him and the blond laid in the past and he had no intention of digging it out. He got over her the day she told him she was going to marry Lucius.

So why did he kiss her?

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Voldemort couldn't help but to think about the last concern on his mind with respect to Bellatrix: did she forget about a part of her life? The way she moved, talked or genuinely acted reminded him way too much of a 20-something Bellatrix.

As she was taking a sip of her cup of tea, Bellatrix couldn't help to notice something strange about herself. She was actually surprised she had not flagged it before. Even if the outcome was pretty predictable, Bella asked her master about it anyway.

''P-please tell me Master, why am I wearing this wedding ring? Rodolphus and I are engaged but I have no memory of a celebration of any sort. And not to insult you my beloved Master but you look… umm.. different from what I remember.''

Here was the answer Voldemort was looking for. Bellatrix, from what she just had told him, was about 20 years back in the past. His worst fears were confirmed now. Moreover, he had no idea how to deal with the situation. He couldn't tell her what happened in the last 20 years. First because he had no idea where to start and because he didn't exactly know what she has been doing since then.

Bellatrix, with a slightly scared look, continued to ask questions.

''M-master, weren't you suppose to kill him before my wedding so I would be yours?''

He hoped she wouldn't remember that. However, it seems like all the broken promises of the past were fresh in Bella's mind. Voldemort didn't know what to do apart for sipping his tea and staying as cold has possible.

In no time, Bellatrix got up, dropped her cup of tea and excused herself. She walked rapidly to her room where she locked the door and crashed to the floor. Her heart was aching so badly. He had promised to get rid of Rodolphus and that she would be his queen. He had told her that she would travel the world with him on a quest for power and wealth. He had sworn to make her his right-hand man.

Voldemort had hurt her in a way that only him could. She couldn't stop sobbing; it simply was stronger than her. She felt betrayed. But she loved him so much… So much it hurt.

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A few days later, the Dark Lord finally dared to knock at Bellatrix's door. He didn't want to apologize for his behaviour but he wanted her to forgive him. Very confusing thoughts habited his mind.

After a few knock, he didn't bothered to wait and got in. She was sat beside the windows in a beautiful light pink chiffon dress. Her eyes were red for crying but she was still bewitching. He could see threw the thin fabric of her dress a black lace bra. As much as he desired her, the Dark Lord still thought it was not a good time for pleasure of the flesh.

''Bellatrix, dark angel, how can ease your suffering?''

Still not looking at him, she answered politely.

''Please, tell me what happened. I am lost my Lord. I know your judgement will always be the finest of all, but I don't understand. Just tell me why…''

At first, Voldemort wanted to reply that a king like him owed her no explication at all. However he saw a perfect opportunity to shape her souvenirs to his liking. He couldn't let this golden opportunity go away.

'' As you may recall, I was not the one who decided that you were going to marry Rodolphus: your father had bargained you years before you met me. Therefore, I couldn't call off the engagement or convince your father to do it. When I took you under my wing when you were still that little teenager, I thought it would scare the Lestrange and that they would cancel the plans they had for you before I actually had to get involve. However, when I gained power, the opposite happened: Adrien and his wife grow even fonder of the idea having their son married to the Dark Lord's protégé. Therefore, I was not surprised when you came home to me during the spring break of your 7th year in Hogwarts, wearing an engagement ring and the most disappointed look I ever seen on you. In spite of the terrible news, I was glad to finally see that you would only be loyal and love me. You being promised to Rodolphus gave him control over you. Your fate was in his hands and there was nothing I could do about it. He had the right to make you a foolish housewife if that pleased him. A rage grew in my body, a feeling so intense that I couldn't control myself. You were mine. I was the one who got to make decision of the use of your flesh and mind. In that eruption, I dared to tell you that I was going to get rid of Rodolphus to take you as my queen. ''

Bellatrix, while sweeping away a tear of anger interrupted him.

''So it was only futile words that meant nothing for you. For me, Master, it meant the world. I dared to think that my dark twisted fantasies would become reality. I had dreamt about a world were my screams wouldn't be silent anymore and where I would be at your side to help you rule the world. ''

Voldemort glanced at her. Ignoring her sobs, he continued.

''I summoned Rodolphus the next day you got back to Hogwarts. I asked him if he was pleased with you. He answered that yes, he was pleased and that he had plan for you. He wanted you to get pregnant as soon as possible. With his father getting old and his mother dying, you were needed to be carrying a child as soon as possible. Poor fool, he didn't know back then how powerful you were truly and that I also had plan for you. When I casually told him that I was not going to let him see the next day because you were my property and only mine, he bowed down and asked me if I was willing to make a deal with him.

Bellatrix was now as puzzled as one can be.

''A-a deal my Lord? What kind of deal?''

'' All Rodolphus needed you for was for your womb. What he wanted before anything else in the world was to give children to his lineage. At that time, you should know my lady; he was merely interested in women. He was not in love with you. With time, he fell in love with you and it made him weak and foolish. Before that, Rodolphus Lestrange was a strong and brilliant wizard. He was brave and feared nothing. So, your beloved fiancé and I made a deal: until you've had your first child with him, you were remained to be his. If Rabastan were to have a child before him, you would go back to being mine.''

''There was still a problem my Lord. I don't think that Rodolphus would have disowned the mother of its child. My own bloodline would have been soiled. This infant could have even been considered as a bastard.

'' Rodolphus had the intention of leaving the country after you gave birth. We would have staged an attack from Aurors where you would have been the only survivor. Everyone would have bought the story, including you. But then…''

Bellatrix didn't know what bothered her the much: the fact that Rodolphus bargained her life like an object or the fact that everyone around her was ready to lie to her over the fak death of her husband and child. However, she was still confused about why the Dark Lord didn't do as he usually did and got tired of waiting.

''But then I wasn't getting pregnant as fast as you expected.''

''Indeed. I was confident that you would be more fertile that you proved to be. After a couple of years, I summoned Rodolphus again. I was tired of waiting for you to get pregnant, if you would get pregnant some day. I tried to break the deal but my hands were tied. Rodolphus was not going to renounce to you now that he was madly in love. ''

''Why would your hands be tied? After all, it is not like you did the Unbreakable Vow…''

''This is exactly what I did Bellatrix. Since I wanted to get you back someday I had to sacrifice your present.''

Bellatrix was flabbergasted. Lord Voldemort had always told her never to do Unbreakable Vows. He would not even imposed it on anyone. He had sworn never to do it for any reason. Bellatrix didn't think she was worthy of him make such an enormous commitment. She had failed him all these years, when all she needed to do was to get pregnant. In contrary, Bella had made sure and took everything in her power not to carry her husband's child. What she avoided the most was what would have given her freedom. She hated herself so much; the temptation to hurt herself was at his highest. Her eyes were getting watery and she couldn't help it.

''I'm so sorry my Lord. I have failed you. If only I would have known… Things would be different.''

''Don't you worry child. Anyway, it didn't stop us to behave like… ourselves.''

''I am quite puzzled my Lord… Would you explain? Was I once unfaithful?''

The Dark Lord couldn't stop himself from laughing at loud.

''Once? My dear Bellatrix, I am going to grant you an honour. Please take my hand.''

When her palm touched his, she felt like she was sent away very far to the Jedusor manor in a couple of seconds.

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Dear Mrs Malfoy

The letter is to inform you that your husband, Lucius Malfoy, currently serving a lifetime imprisonment sentence for being found guilty to illegal activities concerning the Dark forces, suffered a massive anxiety crisis. He was sent to St-Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries for treatment. As soon as the subject will be cured, he will be returning his cell in Azkaban.

Thank you for your time,

Azkaban Security Officials and Very Important Wizards Organization

As Narcissa read the short letter, she felt like her heart was being torn apart. She felt so powerless. She would have given the world to be able to go nurse her husband in St-Mungo's and to caress his body.

On the other hand, she realized Lucius was lucky to receive any treatment. Most of the time, the prisoner would just die in Azkaban. She heard there was a cemetery where they buried the dead right on the island. The thought of Lucius buried in a common grave made her shiver.

As she was throwing the paper in the chimney to make sure Draco would never find out about his father's condition, she had one crazy idea: may be she could enter St-Mungo's and sneak up to her husband's room. It was dangerous, pure madness, but to Narcissa, it was totally worth the risk.

A few minutes later, she was already in the library trying to find a spell that would make her look ill. She also needed one to disguise. She would have to be unrecognizable. She believed that Lucius wouldn't be gently waiting by himself in a deluxe single room. She would need to pass through a couple of guards before getting to him. She was definitely in for a lot of problems.

She was disturbed by the sound of footsteps coming toward her. She didn't have to turn around to guess who it was. Rodolphus Lestrange himself was paying her a little visit. She didn't have the time to deal with his feelings. She was over Rodolphus now. She didn't want anything to do with him if it was for more than a casual family relation. He broke her heart when he married Bellatrix, and she broke his when she got engaged to Lucius. Their lives at that time were only a badly written love story. She had moved on, and had expected him to do as so.

'' Narcissa I didn't come hear to disturb you of whatever work you seems to be doing. I just came here to tell you that what happened previously was only the result of mixed feeling and shock. I do not wish to start any relation between you and me. You have a husband, who happens to be my best friend. As long as he shall live, I will l not touch you ever again. I wish for our relation to continue as it was before. I am sorry for the turmoil I may have caused. Enjoy your day. If you are looking for me, I was planning on going on a little vacation. I should be back in two weeks or less. I will go visit my family and announce Bella's death. ''

She heard the door closed. She felt like dropping to the floor and cry. Everything she ever loved was taken from her: her sister, her son, her husband. She was devasted by her sister's death. Bellatrix was not always the kindest of them all or oven the most loving one, but she held her sister deep down in her heart. After all, Bella was always ready to protect her little sister Cissy. At school, she was the one to introduce her to all the important kids; she secured her position as the leader of the Slytherin girls. Later, she even became Draco's godmother (even if Snape was the godfather)

Narcissa believe that Bellatrix loved her in the best way she could.

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Suddenly, Bellatrix was transported into Voldemort's souvenir. She was in a all-white and crème coloured Victorian living room. She was walking fast toward the window, closing the blinds in a harsh motion.

She was wearing the most gorgeous wedding gown. It was an ivory white ball gown. The top was covered in white laced and the delicate sweetheart neckline was showing just enough cleavage to be sexy while remaining classy. The basque waist brought something different to the dress. The bottom of the gown consisted a big number of chiffon layers with Chantilly lace applique at the bodice. The cathedral train ended the dress beautifully. Her black curles were set loose, but once side was pinned up on one side. Her veil was on the coffee table next to the giant mirror.

Bride Bellatrix looked like she was waiting for someone. As she passed in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but to bring touch up to her outfit.

Out of nowhere, the door slammed open and young Bellatrix smiled.

''You know it's bad luck to see the bride on her wedding day?''

A voice that Bellatrix recognized instantly answered her.

''Not for me''"

The two lovers kissed passionately. Even if Voldemort was clearly messing up her hair, young Bellatrix couldn't care less. She was always swept off her feet by her Master's kisses. As lust grew stronger and stronger between them, her heartbeat went faster and faster. When he delicately slipped a hand under her gown, Bella screamed from pleasure. She didn't care at all that the Dark Lord would make love to her on her wedding day, just a few minutes before the big ceremony. She was always going to be faithful to Lord Voldemort anyway. A ring was obviously not going to change the course of her life. He picker her up and threw her on the only sofa of the room. He desired her so much. His hands were firmly holding his servant down, as he wanted to show her who was truly in control of her.

The Dark Lord took Bellatrix in her wedding gown, on her wedding day, in the room next to the wedding ceremony.

When he was finished, he got up and tidy himself a bit. He re-arranged this black tie quickly before getting Bellatrix back on her feet again.

''Well Bella, I think you marriage has a really bad start.''

''Master, I think I might have gained too much for what I've bargained for.''

'' I think, Bella, that you are mine. Now fixe that hair and let's get you married. My only hope is that Rodolphus is not expecting a virgin bride…''

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''Master, you took me on my wedding day?''

Bellatrix and Voldemort were back in the Jedusor manor. The souvenir Voldemort showed Bella had shook her quite enough.

'' As you had seen I had your consent…''

''I don't know what to think. Should I laugh or should I think this was awful.''

Voldemort took a sip of the wine he just got up to grab.

''Well, to me it was pretty funny my sweet. Rodolphus was always a fool and will always be. And just for you to know, I took you again during dinner. ''

Bella was shocked. She knew deep down she was capable of even worst schemes, but she felt bad for Rodolphus at the same time.

''Don't be upset beautiful, you thought it was hilarious too back then.''

'' I guess that it can only remind you how much I would do anything for you, my Lord and how much I am faithful to you AND only you. My body and mine are yours my Lord, you should do whatever it pleases you with them. ''

Hello lovers xoox

You've asked for it, there it is. Sorry it took a lot of time for me to write it. I wanted to write a long chapter for once. I think I nailed it. (well I hope so)

Thank your for the lovely reviews xoxo I was extremely happy to read them! I am truly sorry for not being able to publish faster. University is tougher than I expected.

And I have nothing else important to say. My week was pure crap and you don't wish to hear me talk about how much I hate life right now.

Love, Eva

Dig up her bones but leave her soul alone

Boy with a broken soul

heart with a gaping hole

Dark twisted fantasies turned to reality

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-Bones, Ms Mr