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Disclaimer: I don't Harry Potter names blah,blah,blah,blah......Now I am thinking that perhaps I own that old lady but she is dead so it doesn't count very much. : P
Anyway, here is the second chapter.... The first part may seem quite pointless but in the end it leads somewhere!
Chapter 2
The Punisher
"Rodolphus have you cleaned the windows?" asked Bellatrix in a bliss while drinking her coffee at the house's backyard.
Rodolphus emerged from the house wearing an apron and ran to where Bellatrix was sitting in comfort.
"Yes, of course I did." he said in hurry.
"Good. Did you make the beds?"
"Yep. Surprisingly well."
"Did you trim and NOT eat the grass and the bushes?"
"Not yet. You see I'm still baking the cake you ordered me to make"
He looked a bit apprehensive and Bellatrix noticed it so she asked:
"What's concerning you?"
"Ummm, well I have been wondering why do we need a cake?"
Bellatrix sighed in desperation. "Rodolphus, I thought you would know what we do with a cake. Normal people eat it."
"Yes I already know that, but who will eat it if not you? Aren't you supposed to be on a diet so as to be fit when you meet Master?"
He emphasised the last word and said it in a girlish tone. Although his words seemed to disturb Bellatrix she remained calm and gave him her best evil smile.
"I do not think that the amount of food I consume is any of your concerns Rodolphus." She said it formally as if to look impressive. "Oh, and as for your question you 'll be the one that will eat it." She saw Rodolphus's horror-struck face and continued by saying:
"And you will not eat it in your bowl on the floor as you do with your carrots. You will eat with US like a normal wizard."
Rodolphus was on the verge of tears. "NOOOO Bellatrix!! Don't do this to me!! You can't do it!! I can't do it!! I am bunny!! I am not used in the way you people eat! Please Bellaaaa...I 'll do anything you want. "
"I do not allow you to call me Bella!!!!" her voice now became deep "Call me THE PUNISHER." Her voice returned to normal."It's not my problem dear. You should think of the consequences of your actions next time you eat strangers' diaries and photos. And by the way can you bring me another glass of juice and se if Rookwood has brought any magazines or newspapers? Even if it is "The Quibbler".
Rodolphus looked hesitant but decided to risk it. "Why don't you think about it again Bellatrix? Give me another chance and I will never again eat anything that belongs to you, let alone secret diaries."
"Forget it Rodolphus" said Bellatrix, smiling in contentment to her husband.
Suddenly Rookwood came through the kitchen door and stood behind Rodolphus. Bellatrix gestured Rodolphus to leave and ordered Rookwood to come closer.
"Did you find anything?"
Rookwood seemed excited by the question. "Oh, yes I found a pair of slippers in a rubbish bin which..."
"I really don't give a damn about the slippers. Did you find anything concerning the Press? A "Daily Prophet" or a "Quibbler"?"
"Oh,that's what you meant...I found a several-days-old Daily Prophet which is inside the house and I am NOT going to fetch it to you like your moron of a husband. I am no-one's servant! "
Wait till I say that to Voldiethought Bellatrix. She sighed in frustration. "Very well then. I 'll go and take it myself." she snapped.
Once she was inside she found the old Daily Prophet. She squealed in happiness as she saw in the front page, where there were ten photos of them. She looked at her picture but felt disappointed when she saw herself looking ages older than she were before she was taken to Azkaban.
"I could take advantage of a lifting" she muttered to herself.
Then she took a glance to the headlines.
"I DON'T BELIEVE IT! THEY THINK WE ARE NOT CLEVER ENOUGH TO ESCAPE OURSELVES!"
It seems they regarded Black as their leader...she read. "That bastard our leader? He has not the mind nor the guts to be our leader!!!! We are able to make a simple escape ourselves!!!
She shouted, screamed, yelled, swore and made angry noises without being aware that she was being watched by Rookwood and Dolohov who made comments about her such as "I never knew a human could have such a lung capacity..." and "I agree with her. She needs a lifting immediately."
Bellatrix screamed until her throat was sore. Five minutes after she had finally calmed down she heard a crashing noise coming from the kitchen. She went there and saw Rodolphus throwing the apron on the floor near to the cake he had burned. She noticed a large bruise on the left side of his forehead.
"What in Merlin's beard has happened here?" she asked.
Rodolphus raised his head and it seemed that he became aware of her presence once she had spoken. Bellatrix saw that the dreamy and stupid look he had on his face since they left Azkaban had vanished. Rodolphus didn't answer her question. This situation started getting on Bellatrix's nerves.
"I DEMAND to know what has happened Rodolphus!!! Why was this cake thrown? "
But Rodolphus didn't bother to respond. He just examined her with his as though he was trying to realise what happened.
"You don't wanna answer? FINE! You will make it again then." said Bellatrix strictly.
Rodolphus smiled at her but with his idiotic smile. It was his pre-Azkaban smile. An unexplained feeling of panic started spreading across Bellatrix when Rodolphus spoke in his normal, nearly forgotten and always-serious voice.
"No, Bellatrix make that cake on your own."
She couldn't believe it.
"Excuse me. What did you just say?"
"You heard me sweetheart. I said make-that-cake-on-your-own. I don't give a damn about it."
"Rodolphus? You're back? How...."
"Oh, yes I am back and you 'd better get used to it."
[Now, that was a quite long chapter wasn't it? Rodolphus is not a fluffy bunny anymore, but don't worry they will be better that way. I have plans for them!!! MWAHAHAAAAA...]
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