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Chapter 4: Euphoria
Bella smiled as monochrome smoke unfurled from the tip of His wand and changed into two pale blue lines. Yes, the Dark Lord's allegedly sterile whore was carrying the true heir of darkness.
Her Lord had tried before, on that saint of the pompous recruits of His opposition. Bellatrix had felt the green monster known as jealousy surge through her veins with hatred towards the object of her Lord's desire when she had learned of His captivation and preparations with one other than herself. Bella knew of her Lord's infatuation with that woman, and Bella was quite sure as to the reason why, though she could not conceive as to why the Dark Lord could be so allured to a woman like Minerva McGonagall.
During the Dark Lord's schooling, he could have had anyone he wanted. And then, during His last year, He had met the head girl. He became obsessed with her, but she, who should have been grateful and done anything and everything he asked, as most girls would, did not. The Dark Lord had ever since always had a certain…fascination with Minerva. For He could not have her. And every boy wanted what they could not have. Of course, her Lord was not a boy, but his origins were of a male mortal.
And so, He had soon risen to power and became the Dark Lord. A God to the supernatural kind, ridding the race of all its impurities. Yet still, an heir to the throne of darkness was needed…a messiah was needed, and who better to save the wizarding race, than the Lord and his offspring? And since a messiah was needed, who better to carry the prodigy than the Lord's obsession?
So, arrangements were made, but most could only be left to chance. Many a wizard had tried to concoct a potion or charm to increase the probability of male offspring, but Mother Nature is not one a mere pureblood can toy with.
However, the bitch had produced a girl, and a girl could not be the heir to the Lord. No, He would not have that. So, Minerva had been discarded, like an old and used toy. The bitch had lowered their numbers of course when she had escaped, but none were of true importance.
But, none of that mattered now, the Dark Lord's mistress thought, glowing with pride at causing her Master's euphoria.
AN: Ok this chapter was a bit twisted but its interesting, eh? I've always thought of the Death Eaters being very cult-like and viewing Voldemort as a god or something and since this was more of Bellatrix Lestrange's point of view I tried to convey that. Well I hope you liked it! Please Review!