"Ok...so I was standing there all like, 'You gonna came at me with that?' Cause this big fat guy had this huge knife and he thought he was the shit and I was like, 'Come on, brother! Give it to me!' And he's like, 'RRRAAAHHH!' all coming at me and shit and I was like, 'Woah! holy fuck!' then I whipped out my wand and killed him and I was like, 'yeah, you don't mess with me, man...I'm a death eater!'." Wormtail crossed his arms and smirked proudly.

"You glad to get out of the house, Wormtail?" Voldemort asked smartly.

"Hell yeah, oh, thank you master for letting me go on that raid...it was really something..."

"But you liked being out of the house?"

"Yes."

"Good...get out of my house now."

Some of the death eaters chuckled. I smiled and grabbed the plate with toast on it.

"So, did anyone count how many bodies you got?" No one answered.

"That's alright, I'll find out soon enough...No doubt that it will be it will be in the Daily Prophet." He chuckled...but it wasn't his evil chuckle...it was...actually...a ...happy one?

All of the Death Eaters stares at him in curiosity. And then...he did was he had never done before...and started to hum a song. Wormtail's eyes bludged as he stared at his Master in alarm. Bella gapped, Draco covered his mouth and looked down at his plate and tried to stop laughing. Voldemort looked up from cutting his pancakes.

He stopped humming and looked around at all of his followers.

"What?" Bella jumped up and grabbed him by the arm.

"I have to talk to you...Now." She pulled him away from the table and into the other room.

"Master...what do you think you're doing?"

"What? I was just eating my-"

"No...!" She hissed frantically.

"What!"

"You were humming! and you...chuckled!"

"So? Look Bella...I'm in a good mood-"

"Good! Define Good!"

"Bella-"

"That wasn't good, that was...happy!"

"Bella!"

"What?" He grasped her by the shoulders, kissed her on the top of her head and then looked in her eyes meaningfully.

"Bella, please...I already told you I've changed..."

"You've changed alot." She said in a low monotone voice.

"Shh...I know but I've also-"

"A whole lot..."

"Bella..."

"Since last night."

"Bella..."

"And I don't think I like it...I liked it last night but-"

"Bella!"

"That was different...I was horny and didn't know the difference...but this is tottally different...I want the old you back...the evil, angry, dark lord man who always scolded me and everyone else cause we were out of line and-"

"Grr...BELLA!"

"Woah! Yes, sir!" He straitened to full height and his chest swelled with a building stress.

"I love you." She winced at those words. "I do...but you have to stop worrying about me."

"Fine...fine!" She walked out of the room and left him to sigh to himself and them pick his head up to look out the window. He looked for a moment, then his eyes widened.

There, coming over the hill, dressed in black cloaks, dirty and restless looking...The rest of his followers that were entombed in Azkaban were returning to their Master.