A/N: Hello, and thank you, to my reviewers, I'm glad you're enjoying it. Kay, so some of you may have noticed, some of you mightn't but I've changed my pen name. I'm a person who can't live without change in case you missed that. So from now on, I'm She Is Love, or, as I would prefer it, Songbird. Yes, I tried every combination for that one word, but hence, all taken. So I became Liam's Songbird, then I thought, I'm not Liam's songbird, so what would be the point? So then I thought, Songbird's from the album Heathen Chemistry. So I became Heathen Songbird, then I looked up what Heathen meant, and I decided why would a Songbird be Heathen?So I chose a different Oasis song, She Is Love which makes sense, I like it lol.. Dazzles in rose petals. Ah, to be the songbird though, that would be fabulous. Anyway, Vermilion, getting to the point (squeal! Songbird's just came on my cd player, really ironic, no?) Vermilion started as a Bellatrix and Voldemort fanfiction but drifted into a story about death eaters, well, que Sara Sara, or something to that effect. I have the plot worked out now, and this is the way it's working out. I only wish I had more support, sniff. Tell your friends about Vermilion and I'll give you a cookie. Songbird x Chapter 5 – The Lost Seraph

"I have a plan," Voldemort smirked, surveying Bellatrix and Wormtail to rise. "Actually, It's more of an agreement of what Wormtail said," Voldemort, said, casting a vague look at Wormtail.

Wormtail's face immediately broke out into a haughty grin, and he directed a smug look at Bellatrix, but she wasn't looking at Wormtail. She instantly looked at Voldemort with deep concern,

"Master! Please reconsider! There is chance you'll get hurt!" she cried, almost close to tears.

Voldemort looked at her with thinned eyebrows. He stood up, and in an almost slither, he moved toward her, his dark robes flowing like blackened wings, he cupped her chin in the palm of his cold, slimy hand, and said in almost a hiss-like manner "That is the second time you have questioned my motivations, Bellatrix, I want no more of it from you, or I'll eradicate you, is that clear?" he scathed, loosening the grip on her face and almost pushing her away.

"Yes, master," she stammered.

"We will leave tonight," Voldemort said, turning his back on Bellatrix.

Bellatrix held back the urge to argue for more time, there would be trouble if she did.

"You may leave," Voldemort said, waving his hand towards the door.

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Draco sighed, "The Dark Lord doesn't want me to come?"

Bellatrix nodded, "He says, it's only to be Severus, Wormtail and I, he feels you aren't ready yet,"

"Ready? I am ready! I could do it if I could only have a chance," Draco grumbled.

"You did have a chance," Bellatrix pointed out, "and you screwed up,"

Draco didn't say anything, he merely walked away.

"Are you ready Bellatrix?" Severus asked.

She breathed in, "I'm ready," she said.

"Good," Snape said, and he and Bellatrix turned and went out the door.

Voldemort said nothing as the four stepped outside, he hadn't left the refuge for almost a year now, he took a second to breathe in the clean, fresh air, but in doing so, he showed no compassion, no relief, Bellatrix noticed this and tilted her head, it was strange, but it saddened her. It made her miserable to see him this way, he held no emotion, he could feel nothing, no happiness, no trust, no faith and in her eyes, the worst thing was that he could feel no love. Despite this, it made her want to care for him, even more than she'd want to if she knew he could love her back, she wanted to be his protector, he wanted to melt the ice that surrounded his heart, she wanted to complete his soul, she wanted more than anything to see him smile. She had seen him smile before, but each of these smiles were sneaky, snake-like smiles, smiles of wickedness, smiles of deceit, not one of these smiles could she truly call hers. She wanted to make him smile at her, even if only for a moment, she could make that smile last forever and capture it in her heart. The truth was, she loved him, she loved him and would never let go of it. It seemed that sitting with him, plotting with him in the darkness of his room had made her grow close to him.

He stopped, and turned to the three death eaters.

"Can you hear something?" he asked.

Wormtail shook his head, "I can't-"

"Shh!" Voldemort silenced him.

He turned swiftly, "There's someone here," he said, the death eaters weren't sure if he were talking to them or making a note to himself, but that didn't matter, for a figure suddenly burst through the branches of the trees.

It was a woman, she was not too young, but she did not look too old. She was dressed all in white, and had startlingly blue eyes. She made no movement, and then she walked up to Voldemort.

"You." She said, scowling.

His pale face showed nothing but anger.

Bellatrix also got angry, "How dare you talk to the Dark Lord like that, you will address him and bow, who the hell are you anyway?" she yelled.

"I would never tell you who I am," the stranger said, turning to Bellatrix, "For the moment, you may call me by my initials, R.A.B, but that is not important,"

"What do you want?" Voldemort said.

The woman smiled, saying nothing.

"I have no time for games," Voldemort said, fury coming over his face, he raised his wand, "Avada Kedavra" he shouted.

The woman's eyes widened in shock, but she jumped instantly out of the way, backwards into the tree, dodging the green light.

"She dodged it?" Bellatrix shouted in disbelief, "how could she dodge it?"

"That's not important either," R.A.B smirked, climbing down from the tree, "I'll get to the point, I thought I'd be dead by the time someone found your Horcrux, but, as you can see, I'm not, It's no matter, it was a fake one they found, it's still safe in my hiding place, though I'm sure they would have kept it sufficiently guarded and destroyed it as well as I was going to but you see, they took the note I left for you, so I thought I'd deliver the message in person," she stopped to cough, "I've found most of your Horcruxes, and before you say, yes, I will be disposing of them," she added a dark smirk with that comment, "but the thing is, I used to be just as bad as you, I killed, I lived in darkness, but then, I decided I wanted to change, I wanted to move on from all of that, I could feel myself becoming immune to emotion, I was falling into a cold hatred, and I needed to stop it. Soon after, you came on the scene and you destroyed innocent lives, you were the evil that I could have become, and you needed to be stopped. I spent every hour dedicated to doing that, I found some of your Horcruxes, I took people out of curses you had put them in, I even swapped the real prophecy for my fake one, which you found in the department of mysteries." She stopped talking at that point, as Bellatrix shouted again.

"You mean, that prophecy wasn't real?" she shouted.

"No, it wasn't," R.A.B smiled.

Voldemort stood up to full height. "I wills how you no mercy, I will kill you, you can't dodge forever,"

"If you kill me, how will you find the real prophecy?" R.A.B smiled again.

Bellatrix, again opened her mouth to talk, but R.A.B raised her hand, "Farewell for now," she said, before disappearing into the night sky.

"She apparated," Bellatrix said vacantly.

Voldemort said nothing; he turned and began to walk back into the forest.

"Master, wait," Bellatrix shouted.

"Why? There is no way to find out that prophecy." Voldemort shouted, angrily.

"He's right, Bellatrix, we need to go back, we need to think about what to do," Severus said, placing his hand on her shoulder.

She nodded, and the four dark figures wandered back into the darkness.

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"I don't think she'll have totally changed it, she may have just switched it around a bit," Wormtail suggested.

"I disagree, if you were to change a prophecy so the person reading it would have no idea what the real version was, I think that it would be sensible to come up with a whole new prophecy all together." Severus said.

"Maybe she didn't change it at all, maybe she only said that to throw us off course," Bellatrix suggested.

"That's a possibility," Snape nodded.

"So, the prophecy we found said that master is the only person who can kill Harry, that means, if one of us goes to try and kill Harry and it doesn't work, she was lying," Wormtail said.

"That's right," Severus agreed.

The three of them turned to Voldemort.

"I think that's an idea we should consider," he paused, "Bellatrix," he said.

"Yes?" she asked.

"I think you are the person who should go," he said.

"Me?" she asked, meekly.

"Yes. You will leave tomorrow, do not fail me," he said, and with that, he surveyed the three death eaters to leave.

"And Bellatrix," he called after her.

She turned and looked at him.

"Take Draco, if anything happens to you, he must complete the task, tell him to think of it as," Voldemort paused, thinking of the words to say, "a way to prove himself," he finished.

She nodded, and with that, she left, closing the door behind her.