1st July: Afternoon:

Last night rocked so much… Rodolphus went all upset when I went with Voldemort, for some reason, but he perked up when his latest hot female walked in and draped herself on him strategically, kissing him on the lips.

"Score," I whispered in his ear, getting up and following Voldemort out of the room, who clearly wasn't in the mood to be messed around with. I looked back over my shoulder at them kissing, and felt the smallest of twinge of something, not really knowing what.

But that all changed when we got to his rooms. He took my robes off for me, revealing my dress underneath, poured me wine and kissed my hand.

"Thank you, Voldemort," I'd whispered to him.

He looked at me. "You made me realise some things with the list that you made me about Malfoy."

"What?" I looked at him, then sat a bit closer to him.

"That being a perfect Death Eater doesn't matter. You'll be perfect for the job, Bella because you care for me, not just for power." And then, without even letting me respond, he leant forwards and kissed me on the lips.

I pulled back for a moment. "How do you know that? I might be doing this to overthrow you.."

He laughed. "Nice try, Trixy.." He looked at me, his eyes on my lips. "You know, we'll be able to spend so much more time together now…"

"I know. I can hardly wait."

"Did you tell Rodolphus?"

I grinned, and took a sip of my wine. "What's it to you?"

"He snogged you enough when he saw you."

"Oh, he always does that. He does love me you know, Voldemort."

He shakes his head a bit. "He has a funny way of showing it, however."

I leant over and kissed him on the lips. "Not in the same way you do." Voldemort smiled at me as I put my drink on the table in front of us, then pushed me backwards and started to kiss me passionately.

"Who could Trixy."

"That name really does suck, you know."

He laughed at me. "It suits you. Bella is a name far to innocent for you, my dearest Death Eater," he said with a half smile in my direction.

"It means beautiful."

Voldemort laughed again, and kissed me. "Then it isn't suited to you."

"Oi!" I said loudly, mouth open staring at him. "Take that back."

"You know I think you're beautiful anyway Trixy." He moved down slightly and ran one hand down the side of my face.

"You'd better."

"What shall we do tonight then, apart from bickering?" he said after a while of kissing me.

"Isn't that a stupid question?" I looked at him, and then sat up a bit. "Now what is it we both like doing best when we're together…?" I asked suggestively.

"Hmm…" He leant forward over me and ran on hand up under my robes, up my leg. "Well, I'm not really sure, Trixy," he said, slowly moving up and kissing my knees. He started to rub my stomach, kissing down my neck. We were getting into it when there was a knock on the door. He looked at me with a look as if he'd swallowed sour milk.

"If it's Malfoy I am going to go mental," he hissed at me. "You open it."

"What?" I whispered back. "It's your door."

"Yes, and you can open it," he said back. "Get rid of who ever it is.."

I sighed, got up and opened the door. Surprise surprise, it was Malfoy.

"Bellatrix," he said with a small inclination of the head. He always has to do that, as though he's a gentleman or something. "I wish to speak with the Dark Lord."

I just smiled at him. "The Dark Lord is too busy to see you tonight, Lucius. In fact, he is too busy to see you at anytime." Oh he looks so hot when his eye's glitter like that… Oh well, I have Voldemort and Lucius has my sister.

Lucius looked at me and smirked. "Oh Bellatrix, you're husband is downstairs with some blonde bimbo on his lap."

I just smiled back. The killer smile reserved only for the Malfoy scum. "Narcissa's had a different man in the house every night this last few weeks. Obviously you aren't good enough for her anymore."

I never thought I'd be able to kick his ass more then once in a night. The smirk vanished, and he bowed slightly as he does in his gentlemanly way and walked away, steaming from his ears, mouth and nose.

Then, because Lucius Malfoy is now officially nothing for me, I slammed the door, and turned back to the couch where Voldemort was sitting in leaning back with a raised eyebrow, watching me carefully. Then I proceeded to undress in front of him.

The rest is, as ever, classified information.

Sorry…

Anyway, when I woke up this morning I couldn't help but notice a little black book on the top of his bedside table. And then, in gold shiny writing was Diary on it.. I quickly laid my head back down, looking at the sleepy Dark Lord laying in front of me, one eye opened staring at me. I smiled at him and ran my hand down the side of his face which he subsequently kissed as it stilled next to his lips. His eye shut again. I waited a few moments before sitting up again and leaning over him, pretending I rest on him as I woke up.. I do it a lot… and looked at it again. Diary.

"I know exactly what you're thinking Trixy," said a really quiet voice, which I noticed was gradually loudening… "…and if you touch the Diary laying on the table right in front of her you will receive the most painful blast of the Cruciatus curse you have ever felt."

I moved back down and looked at him. His eyes were still shut, but I leant forward and kissed him on the lips.

"You are an admirable kisser Trixy, I must say… But it is not working," he said perfectly seriously, with his eyes still firmly closed. "No matter how hard you try it won't work."

"Aww, but I want to read the Diary of the Dark Lord…" I said in what would be called my 'pathetic' voice.

"And I would adore to read the Diary of the Trixy, but hey, I can't." He opened his eyes and put an arm around me. "Snuggle."

"That's my word, Voldemort," I said loudly after a while of 'snuggling' into him. It took me all that time to remember that it's my word.. It had been a long day.

Night.

Not day, because if it was day then I would have been awake all night. Which, technically, I was, but technical details confuse everyone. And I wouldn't want that! Anyway, to the point and beyond…

"Word thief," I muttered to him.

…But seriously, there's no one reading this to be confused…

He chuckled. "Diary thief."

…There'd better not be at least…

I frowned at him. "I did not steal it, you filthy-" At that point he covered my mouth with one hand, and kissed my nose above it.

"Thank you, Trixy, enough said already, I appreciate where this is going." He looked me right in the eye, leant forward and kissed, then drew back, realising his hand was still there. He smiled at me, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips, almost roughish...

Bloody hot…

"Ooops," he said, eyes firmly on mine, moving his hand away and placing it on my waist. I looked at him and tilted my head to one side and gave him a small sexy smile. His smile grew slightly, and he leant forwards to kiss me again.

He's such a great kisser, warm but not too wet or to dry… Ugh, it isn't fair… Those lips aren't on mine 24/7…

"Where did you learn to kiss like that?" I asked him after a while of more snuggling.

He chucked again, running his hands through my hair. "I could ask you the same question, Trixy."

"Well, since I asked first maybe you should tell me first." I smiled in his direction, and then looked at him properly. He gently shook his head with a small grin.

"You, my dear," he said, twisting his fingers in my hair, "are one of the worst lovers I have ever had since you refuse to let me dominate you the full way." He paused, and kissed me. "But, you're also the best one because…" As though I was completely irresistible, he kissed me again. "…You are so wonderful…"

"Don't worry, you don't need to tell me because I already know," I replied, moving back from him slightly and grabbing his hand. "You've had a fair few lovers, haven't you.."

He smiled slyly. "Even the Dark Lord deserves his fun," he replied softly. "And anyway, what's it to you now Trixy?"

"You had better not cheat on me, my Lord," I said with a raised eyebrow.

"He snogged you enough."

"He's my husband!"

"And you're hot.."

I laughed, then found myself under his body, with him kissing roughly down my neck. "Not to mention irresistible…" he continued.

"Anything for you Master," I smirked. He laughed, and smoothed my hair back off my face, his eyes on me.

"Anything for you," he replied softly, pulling me into him and hugging me. I smiled into his shoulder.

"I think we should get up," I whispered after a while.

"Mhm," he grunted. "Five minutes…"

I smiled again, and smelt his neck. Mmmm his neck always smells nice.. "Just five then.." I shut my eyes, and leant against him more, my hands on his arms, his arms around my waist, and drifted back to sleep…

…And found myself dreaming of Rodolphus…

…Divorcing me…

2nd July; 6:03PM:

I love this second in command business and everything, but I'm worried about my husband. I was walking along the corridor with Rodolphus, and everyone was bowing to me. Dolphus's face was so funny, he kept giving me confused sideways glances until I told him to stop it.

"I don't get why- Or what for-" he said suddenly, referring to the bowing. I knew it would confuse him, he gets confused so easily, bless his little cotton socks. Anyway, it's always me that has to enlighten the Muppet. Just because I'm married to him, why should it be me? In this case though, just for once, I'm glad that it's me..

"Dolphus, it's because I'm far more important then anyone else now," I replied smugly. See, I had the best thing in the world to say. "Anyway, it's an honour."

"You're not the most important. You are second to the Dark Lord," he said linking his arm through mine.

"He so does not count," I said softly as we continued to walk on.

"Does." He looked at me for a moment, then back ahead. He does that a lot.. I think it might be a sign of madness…

"Don't argue with your betters Lestrange," I said laughing slightly then moving slightly closer to him. He's always comforting. "Well, I know I'm never going to make you fear me terribly, so I won't bother trying." I turned to him with a smile and kissed him on the lips gently.

"Bella, I wasn't going to tell you, but I really miss having you in bed with me." Now that was random… I stopped him from walking, and faced him.

"Rodolphus, I love you a lot, but for years, even before Azkaban you haven't made any moves towards me at all. And now I have some-" At that moment, a lower Death Eater walked around the corner, and walked over to me. He bowed.

"My Lady, I-"

I raised my hand to him. "Leave us alone, anything can wait until later." I turned back to Rodolphus expecting him to go, but he just bowed again.

"My Lady, the Dark Lord bade me to come to you straight away to tell you that he wishes you speak to you in his office right away." He bowed once more, but I could see the slightly fearful look in his eyes. I nodded to him, sighed as he moved out of sight, then turned back to Rodolphus.

"He will have to wait a few minutes for me," I said softly.

"I'm sorry Bella," he muttered.

"I wouldn't have been able to do anything about the Dark Lord, you know that. And I refuse to stop seeing him just because you suddenly want me to be the obedient wife which I never have been."

"I'm not expecting you to, I love Shell as well-"

"Who the hell is that?"

"Shell... The BLONDE who was on my lap yesterday." He looked quite annoyed I didn't know her name, but he never introduced me to her, so how should I know?

"Oh, I see. How long have you been with her for?"

"Since we got out… She's really quite intelligent, and she wants me to get her into the Death Eaters. She wants a kid, Bella, and… I want one as well…" He sounded so lost, like a little lost lamb… With a tattoo symbolising death on his arm…

"So why not have one? You know I could think of nothing worse then having a baby.. Disgusting vile things that are sick everywhere all the time.."

…Unless it was to help the Dark Lord, naturally, I'd gladly have a baby then…

"You wouldn't mind if I did?" he asked tentatively.

"Oh please Dolphus, since when have I ever stopped you?" I snapped.

"I don't know, I didn't want to hurt you more…" He paused, and looked at me, his head tilted to one side. "..More then I already have done in the past.."

"Oh Dolphus," I breathed, then hugged him. "You haven't hurt me that much, I'm tough, I can handle it."

"You always pretend to be big Bella, but you aren't, not really… You're sweet and sensitive.."

I smiled at him. "I will take that as a compliment my darling husband."

He laughed. "I can dream babz."

"So can we all." We smiled at each other for a while, then I remembered… "Damn, I have to go and see Voldemort, I'd better run.." I placed a small kiss on his cheek, and ran up to the top of the house, which is a fair run I can assure you, to where his study is. I smoothed down my hair and robes, undoing my robes slightly at the top, just for him… and knocked on the door.

"Come in," came his voice, which sounded a little… annoyed… I went in, and was not happy to see that there were other people in there with him. He looked up at me.

"Ah, Bellatrix, you are here. I did not know if that idiot I sent to get you up here had managed to find you. I trust he did the job correctly?" He had one eyebrow raised enquiringly and had not cracked a smile yet.

"Yes my Lord, I was in the middle of a conversation with my husband," I said, my eyes on his. "It was very important," I said almost pointedly, tilting my head to one side as I looked at him.

"I see." His gaze was so strong on me it was about to make me shudder, when he looked back to the people there. "Bellatrix, this is Donalas Turner and Denellen Zamora. Gentlemen, this is Bellatrix Lestrange, my second in command."

The two men were both very tall, wearing long black cloaks, with the hoods down. One, Turner, had quite long sandy hair, and the others, Zamora, hair had been shaved right off. It looked dark though. I bowed my head to each of them.

"I never thought I would see the day when the Dark Lord would have a woman as his second," Zamora said looking at me. I didn't like him at all, just from that.

"This one is quite different, I can assure you Zamora." Voldemort stood up, and walked over to me, as close to me as could be seen as plausible for the Dark Lord. He placed one hand on my shoulder, and winked. (He was facing away from them…) "Bellatrix, Turner and Zamora are professional ward breakers. If we want to get Potter, we'll need them to enter the house." I nodded to him, wondering exactly where I came into this…

I smiled, for their benefit. "This is wonderful news my Lord.."

"For now, I need you to take them to a free adjoining room so they can settle in and set up what they need." He beckoned to me to take them, and sat back down. I bowed slightly to him and walked out of the room, the two men following me. When we were well out of ear shot, Zamora quickened his pace so he was walking next to me.

"So, Ms Lestrange, what gave you the honour of becoming second in command?" he said quietly to me, in my ear. "I mean, you are a woman after all."

"Ignore him," said another voice quietly in my other ear. Turner had spoken to me for the first time, and his voice was very soft. He held out a hand. "Donalas Turner, Ms Lestrange, delighted to be of your acquaintance." I smiled at him, and shook his hand.

"Bellatrix, please," I replied to him, dropping his hand. "The Dark Lord must trust you to be asking you to do this."

"Oh yes, we've known him for quite some while, and we're getting paid handsomely for this," he said. I beckoned to the left- their room for the time being.

"Will you two be staying over night?" I inquired.

Turner looked to Zamora, who shrugged. "I doubt it, we have very hectic lives," said Zamora. "My wife won't like me staying out-"

"I doubt that your wife's feelings would matter to you anyhow," I cut in smoothly. "If you won't be needing me for anything else now, I will go." I nodded my head to Turner, and swept out of the room, shutting the door behind me.

I love sweeping out of rooms… Makes me feel special…

Anyways, I went back to the Dark Lord's office after that, and he was alone, thank god… I took my robes off, showing my dress underneath and tossed it onto the chair in front of his desk.

"Hey," I said to him, and kissed him lightly on the lips over his desk. He looked up at me suspiciously, but kissed me back, using his tongue slightly.

"What were you talking to Rodolphus about? You were ten minutes late, Bella."

I rolled my eyes, and plonked myself in his lap. "Hello to you, too."

"Get off Trixy, if someone comes in-" he started to say, but then I cast a locking spell on the door so no one would be able to come in, then a silencing charm around the room. I smiled at him, smugly. "Fine…" he muttered, slamming his book down.

"What are you reading?" I asked him looking at the cover. He pushed it under some papers.

"Never you mind, Trixy," he replied turning my head towards him. "Now that you're here with the door locked, the room soundproof and your beautiful rear end in my lap, I might as well make the most of it."

I giggled and kissed him again, pushing him back so he was sitting back properly, and kissed down his neck. He pushed my arms up behind me, and managed to get me standing, and then kindly slammed me against the wall, pinning my arms up above my head and roughly kissing and licking down my neck, panting ever-so slightly. With what seemed like great difficulty he managed to get himself off of me, and open the door. "Come on Trixy, lets go to our rooms," he said softly.

Our rooms… I mean, since when were they our rooms? Well, I won't ask him, but clearly that's how he now views them… Good lord, sharing a room with the Dark Lord? Scary stuff now I'm 'with' him, scarier then before…

I grabbed my robes, put them on without bothering to do them up, and followed him out of the room, down all the stairs, to the second floor, then into his rooms. He shut the door of the first chamber, and took my hand, pulling me into the second then the third, until we were in his most private rooms. He yanked my robes off of me, throwing them to the ground, and kissed me passionately on the lips.

"You still didn't tell me what Dolphus wanted," he panted into my mouth.

"Him and Shell- kids- asking me-" I replied breathlessly.

"Gross!" He said softly, licking the inside of my ear. "You don't want kids?"

I laughed slightly and put my arms around him. "God no, I'm guessing you don't, Voldemort-"

"Not at all, I could think of nothing worse," he replied, then went back to kissing me.

I'm glad we cleared that one up. The thought had been worrying me, what if he wanted kids… Then I'd be sorry…

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