A/N: By the way these characters...they aren't mine, SHOCKING i know, they're J.K. Rowlings, all of them so yeah enjoy the story
"Excuse me missus, Mr. Lestrange is here to see you, missus. Mister has bags with him, is mister staying? Well I'm supposed to let you know Mister is waiting in your library, missus," said the Black Family's house elf, Blinchy.
"Tell him I'll be there in a minute," Bellatrix responded harshly. It was the day before the Black Family's annual Christmas Ball and Bellatrix needed a little alone time.
She had constantly been forced to be made up over and over again until her mother found a style that she deemed suitable for the ball. And of course there was that whole scenario for her hair style as well. Good thing she'd picked her dress robes out at school or that is what she would be doing right now, she thought.
Bellatrix, with the help of Narcissa, had already picked out beautiful black (A/N: fitting eh?) dress robes that had a cut mid way up her thigh and a low cut neck line, and of course hugged every graceful curve on her body.
Since she had been so busy in preparation for the most important social gathering of the season she had been at a lack of time to ponder the mysterious man, Voldemort. He had of course been lurking in the back of her mind all day and all night but had to be pushed aside so she could focus on more "pressing issues," as her mother called them.
So after Bellatrix has spent a good twenty minutes contemplating what Voldemort might have in store for her and her friends, what dark arts he knew that even she didn't, and whether or not he actually would show up for her family's winter ball, she went to see Rodolphus.
"Oh Roddy, are you in here?" questioned Bella.
"Yeah, yeah I'm here. I've got some good news. Wilkes says he is positive that Voldemort will come to the ball. And he is definitely going to talk to each one of us. Wilkes said we had to be ready though. Voldemort is a really powerful man who can intimidate the bloody hell out of anyone and everyone. He says that Voldemort can smell fear and he doesn't approve of it," said Rodolphus excitedly. "He isn't trying to get us to back out or anything, he's just preparing us, so he says. Also he wanted you to know that Voldemort, or the Dark Lord actually, as we're supposed to call him, has never had a woman work for him, just FYI." finished Rodolphus finally.
"Well the "Dark Lord' has never met me, has he?" stated Bella confidently.
"Bella, I don't think you should use that attitude with this man. From the impression I've gotten, you could get severely punished by speaking to him like…" Rodolphus was interrupted by Bellatrix who pressed her lips against his own. She made Rodolphus want her more than ever and then broke away saying:
"Your lucky I didn't curse you right there Rodolphus Lestrange. That's the only time you'll ever tell me how to act and not get cursed. Understood?"
"Bella, I'm your boyfriend. I can tell you what to do if I want to," he responded defiantly.
"Not if you ever want to do this again," she said showing Rodolphus exactly what she meant by this.
"Blinchy! BRING ME MY OTHER EARING?" yelled Bellatrix as she stomped her foot impatiently waiting for her other chandelier diamond earring.
"Blinchy is sorry missus. Blinchy was bringing it to missus but Blinchy accidentally ran into a guest outside your rooms missus. Here is your…" But Blinchy never finished his sentence because he was interrupted by Bellatrix's curse.
"Crucio!" she said forcefully.
The house elf was thrashing on the ground and Bellatrix caught her earring which had soared into the air from Blinchy's hand.
She quickly released the elf from the curse because she needed to put in her earring and hurry down to the ball which she was late for despite the fact it was in her own house. She stopped suddenly at the sight of a very tall, very pale man with wave black hair and red eyes (A/N: I bet you can't guess who HE is). She was transfixed by his aura of authority. Of course she was skilled at hiding all emotions so she appeared a little started but not at all intimidated or worried.
"Bellatrix Black, am I correct?" the man said.
"If your asking my name than yes," she responded proudly.
"Might I ask you where you learned to cast such a powerful cruciatus curse? I've never seen one of the sort from someone as young as yourself."
She hid a smile and said, "I taught it to myself. I read about it in a book from my father's private study. It has always been my favorite curse; excruciating to the cursed, yet gratifying to curser."
He noted the truth in her huge golden eyes. They glittered when she spoke about the curse and the effects she so enjoyed. He had heard about her, but didn't believe how true the rumors were, until now at least.
"Well I believe we are both late for the ball occurring in the main level. I'll leave you here. See you in a bit I imagine." With that he swept from her room before she could speak another word.
Ignoring the constant stares from every man in the room, disturbingly including her uncle and cousin, she quickly found Lucius, Severus, and Evan lingering by the alcoholic beverages. They greeted her and filled her in on their introduction to the Dark Lord, as they now all referred to them, which would take place in about thirty minutes when most everyone would be too drunk to notice there absence.
After turning down eight different offers to dance, and surrendering to Rodolphus twice and Lucius once she decided to get a chute of champagne and sit outside. After about ten minutes she saw hooded figures emerging in a clearing behind the gardens. Before having a chance to find out who they were, or who the 4 different couples fooling around in the gardens were, she was approached by her boyfriend.
"Come on, it's time." He said.
"Come on, it's time." He said.