June 8th: 2:37:

I'm having a great afternoon! We're sitting on his gorgeous couch writing down things about all the Inner Circle, and why they'd make great 2nd's. He had his arms around me, up until a minute ago when he had to go downstairs for some food for us.

He said we're doing Lucius now… my Inner Bitch is about to escape…

Oh, he's back!

Ten minutes later:

Oh, he just came back to slam me against the wall and kiss me passionately. Hmm… though he's left a huge pile of cakes and biscuits for me… I can forgive him for leaving now.

He asked me to make a list for Malfoy. Hmm… I'm already taking second in command orders.. He's had to go somewhere with the others. I can see him walking down the drive deep in conversation with one of them. I didn't miss his miniscule glance up to one of his many windows, right to me. I also didn't miss his wink…

Merlin, this cream cake is nice… forget the diet now… I don't know why I'm even dieting. I mean, I hardly ate for fourteen years in Azkaban. Stupid, pointless place. Dementer's suck.

Wait.

If I am going to be second in command, I'll have to deal with those things.

Damn… what is the point?

I don't know why I don't feel sick. I'm on my fifth yummy cake.

On with the list:

Reasons Why Lucius Malfoy Should Be Second In Command:

He's rich

He's semi loyal.

Next…

Reasons Why Lucius Malfoy Should Not Be Second In Command:

He's blonde.

He's male, with long hair.

He's very annoying.

He's Thick

He's stupid

He loves himself, totally

He mocks me.

He isn't as loyal as some of us.

I don't like him.

He doesn't like me.

He called me fat.

I AM NOT FAT.

Gah… Maybe I am fat. Maybe he's right.

He can just never find out about how much I have eaten today…

Later:

He came back. He read about Lucius, and he wouldn't stop laughing. So, I got up and positioned myself on is lap for a few wonderful moments of kissing. Then he just let me sit there, while he was reading, and he kept kissing me on the top of my head.

I was nearly falling asleep when he'd done. It was so sweet, he gently shook my should and whispered for me to wake up. I opened my eyes, and looked at him.

"I'm awake!" I told him.

He smiled at me and gently stroked my hair. "I can tell Bella… the room is noisy."

What it is… they all think I'm loud. I'm not. I'm quiet. They just can't see my Inner Quietness.

But, because I am so tactful and brilliant, I just nodded at him and smiled. Sweetly, and nicely, like I do best. Hmm…

He's decided to get my darling husband, and even darling-er brother in law out of Azkaban at the end of June, when they've been punished enough. I didn't ask about my punishment. Safest not to, right? I did ask if we could sneak in and throw eggs at Lucius, but he thought I was joking.

Typical.

I do love him though.

Voldemort, not Lucius.

Still, this can only be good for me, not bad. Even if I'm not taken seriously at times, I'm still the most favoured of everyone.

But if it means losing his favour, and therefore loosing him as my lover, I am doing nothing stupid. I mean it.

I don't want him to hate me-

Later still:

He snuck up on me. I hate him now.

Ok, that's a lie. He just told me he would never, ever hate me, and then he gave me a big kiss.

I don't just love him any more. I adore him. Even if he is mostly immature.

Great. He's now reading over my shoulder.

Oh my god… he just asked me if I liked the cream cakes… I didn't think he'd notice they'd all gone…

He's still reading. Voldemort must die.

Ha, he thinks I'm joking.

Two minutes later:

Oh my god, I just SLAPPED Lord VOLDEMORT.

He slapped me back, and his slaps HURT like HELL. Not that he cares.

But he did kiss me right after he'd done it, so I forgive him. He knows I was joking.

I love him..

Midnight:

He just announced that he's coming to Azkaban. I must admit, I am relieved. At least now it can't all be blamed on me.

I can't wait to see Rodolphus's face when I tell him I've cheated on him, and am going to continue doing so forever…

Maybe he'll want a divorce. Her maybe Voldemort will ask me to marry him! Why am I thinking that? Jeez, we're just screwing around…Well, he thinks we are. How little he knows…

He just chucked a notebook at me telling me to write down things for Rodolphus. I just looked pityingly at him. He came over to me, and kissed me on the lips.

I give in to easily… men…

June 20th: 10:45PM:

Ten days. I'm dreading it. I haven't written for ages because it's just been Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort. But anyway, the reason why I'm writing is because something BIG happened. Something VERY VERY BIG.

I was in bed, well, we were, this morning… and we both got bored… and did things… But he was half way down to kissing me when he told me he loves me.

He loves me.

HE LOVES ME!

That's what I said to him anyway, and he just laughed at me, and kissed me. So then I got really annoyed and got him mid kiss, and pushed him onto his back so I was on top. He was all surprised, and was about to push me off him when I pinned his hands to the bed with my knees.

"Now, tell me," I ordered him. He looked at me, head tilted to one side and moved his head up slightly, and kissed me.

"I love you Bella," he replied softly.

"I love you Voldemort…" I looked at him for ages, and then sat back onto his thighs. Of course, he took advantage of my shock and pushed me back over so he was on top of me. He narrowed his eyes at me for a moment.

"Voldemort, hmm?" he asked me sitting on my thighs moving his legs down a bit. I ran my hand up his leg a bit.

"Isn't that your name?"

"It's my name… yes Bella… Just a little shocking to hear it from you."

"Shocking?" I was practically drooling, he looked so handsome. "Not compared to what you just told me."

He gave me a small but evil smile and continued what he was doing. I watched him for a while, and then gently smoothed his hair back. "My Lord…" I hardly knew what to say, I just wanted to talk, to get him to look at me.

"Yes, beauty?" he replied looking down at me.

I sat up a bit and kissed him on the lips. "I don't know if you loving me back is sensible."

Voldemort sat back a bit and looked at me. "Why so?"

"I just don't… know…" I trailed off and looked back at him. "I did not think you were able to love."

He paused for a moment as though thinking. "Neither did I," he admitted after a while. "I have always had feelings for you, but just recently you've become closer to me, and then things seemed to develop."

I nodded at him. "Thank you, then Master."

He smiled at me, and THEN, comes the second best bit. "When we are alone, Bella, please call me Voldemort."

I smiled right back at him and pushed him over backwards. "I would be honoured, Voldemort."

"Are you good with me coming to Azkaban with you Bell?" he asked me after a while of having his arm around me and kissing my head.

"Yes, I'm happier with it then just me going. I do not want to mess up again," I replied quietly to him, looking him in the eye.

"One off Bella, I trust you darling." He winked at me, then got up. "We have ten days. I am relying on you to help me as much as you can."

"Voldemort, you can rely on me," I said to him, standing up and putting my arms around him. "You know, I would die for you."

"That won't be necessary, I prefer my beautiful lover to be alive."

Then things got a bit slushy, I melted a bit more then. Oh my god, he is the best guy I have ever had, I swear on my life he is… Never mind what he is, the paper doesn't need to know.

Sigh…

Dolphus might hate me now…

I'll just have to live with it then…