A/N: I really can't believe the pouring in of reviews, thanks to every one.
Chapter Twelve:
Rowena appeared in front of the old Riddle house, she knew this was were he was. She started to approach the house and the door blasted off the hinges, she knew it was her emotion so she didn't stop.
There was a light on in the den.
Rowena walked into the room unquestioningly. She saw Bellatrix Lestrange, Peter Pettigrew standing beside a high back chair.
"Your security has gone done of late Voldemort." She was practically insane and she knew it, the stress of her life came down on her finally. Bellatrix lunged at her.
"How dare you call the dark lord by his name."
"Stop!" The voice came from behind the chair. Voldemort rose up and looked at Rowena. Rowena smiled at him. "Ah, Rowena Hopkirk, still thinking about Sirius Black I see although everything you have seen proves that he is dead. That is the thing that makes you weak, emotion." He paced over to her. Rowena wouldn't allow him the pleasure of seeing her fear. To be honest she didn't have anything to fear. What could he do? Take her life? She wasn't scared anymore. She knew Harry was safe with Molly, and Remus and the Order, he had done fine without her and he was strong and weary of Dumbledore. He would be fine.
"Do you think I would let you come here, really?" He smiled back at her. "I thought why kill him so simply? I can't believe that those stupid idiots that you call defense believed that Sirius Black could be killed by the Veil, although it has taken lesser wizards but not Black he was to strong, I just used it as a holding cell."
"Were is he?" Rowena wasn't going to back down.
"Oh he is here but you can't see him yet."