July 30th: Just before
I have never been so afraid in my life. I am going to marry the Dark Lord. I just need to be calm, I know I do… It's so hard…
Last night, in bed, he was still really quiet. Normally he likes to tease me a bit, and then make it up to me in various forms… I snuggled up to him and asked him if he was alright.
"I'm fine, my darling," he replied, smiling at me.
"You've been all quiet all day, Voldemort, and it's getting to me," I replied, looking at him.
There was silence for a while. "I'm really nervous." He said it as though he didn't want to say it, like the first time he said he loved me.
"Why are you nervous? I'm the one marrying the Dark Lord…" I trailed off and looked at him, and then pulled myself right up against him. "It's only me, Voldemort, you know me well enough by now…"
He shrugged. "I'm the one marrying the most beautiful and err- intelligent woman there ever was," he said, smirking at me. I ignored his sarcasm.
"Let's just say that we're both the same amount nervous." I kissed him passionately on the lips. "God I love you."
"I think it's safe to say I love you more, Trixy," he replied, and then rolled on top of me. I would have let him if it wasn't for the fact I wanted to save it for the Wedding night.
"No, not tonight," I said. "I want to wait."
He kissed me some more, a lot more, and then got off of me. "I understand."
He put one arm over my side, resting it on the top of my leg and caressing me gently, and kissed my hair. "Goodnight Voldemort," I whispered.
"Good night Trixy, see you in the morning," he replied, sounding quite tired.
And then, before I knew it I'd woken up to an empty bed. He left me a note though.
Dear Trixy,
Sorry I can't be with you this fine, lovely morning of our wedding (It's sunny, darling, you know it's a good thing) but you see… There are a few preparations I must make. I'll stay out of your way all today; and I promise to see you at two o clock today. Try not to be late…
Narcissa and Shelly are going to meet you in our sitting room at nine o clock, try and be up for them?
I love you so much, my beautiful Bellatrix.
L. Voldemort.
I looked at the clock, and I realised it was actually half past eight (Very early for me… But I'm too excited and nervous to sleep.) So I could have a shower and something to drink before then. I made myself some coffee (Yummy) and got into the shower. I was just putting on my dressing gown when I heard voices from the sitting room. I looked around the door, and everything was set out in various places around the room, my dress was suspended from the ceiling (I never did understand my sister). Luckily, I'd hidden the underwear that I would be wearing in the bathroom so they wouldn't be able to laugh at it.
They spotted me and pulled me into the room right away.
"Morning," I muttered and let myself be sat down.
"How are you?" Shell asked me as Narcissa started to brush out my dripping wet hair.
"Nervous as hell," I replied, smiling up at her. She's really starting to grow on me now, I quite like her.
"You'll be fine," she said, and sat down next to me. Her and Rodolphus's wedding is going to be next month, and I think soon after there'll be a baby arriving…
"I know, but he's…"
"I understand what you mean, I'm going to marry the second in command of the Death Eaters and I'm good friends with you. It's sort of… surreal…" She trailed off. That's when I really started to like her.
"Bella," Narcissa interrupted. "How do you want your hair?" I turned around to look at her, and smirked evilly. "If you go into my room and open up the first wardrobe on the left, the hair flowers are in there."
She didn't move. "You go and get them. I'm not going in there."
"Why?" I asked her curiously. She is quite strange.
"That's the Dark Lord's bedroom."
"And mine."
"But…"
"Narcissa, please, don't be difficult. So many women would kill to get into that room," I said, smirking even more. Narcissa sighed and walked into the room, though quite slowly. Shell laughed. "And I'm sure you were once one of them, Bella."
"Well, yes, Rodolphus will tell you that I used to be very obsessed with him."
"He mentioned it once or twice. Is it true you stalked him?"
But then Narcissa came back out carrying the box in a hurry, so I didn't answer. She gave a start when she opened it. "Who are the black roses for?"
"You and Shell," I replied smugly. She looked horrified. But Shell looked mildly amused. "They were very expensive and Voldemort will kill me if he finds out the full extent of the price and if they don't get worn."
Black roses aren't the easiest of things to find, especially ones in that good condition. Fifty galleons a rose, I only bought ten of them… And he should understand; I'm not a cheap person to look after.
She rolled her eyes, but nodded. "So where do you want these roses? I take it the white and red ones are for you."
I nodded. "I was thinking, I'll have my tiara in the front, so if I have my hair up they could go at the back, or actually in the hair. What do you think?"
Shell said she liked that idea, and started to brush her own hair. She's got lovely hair, quite long, thick and dead straight.
Narcissa started fiddling around with my hair, and I could feel it all gradually getting off my face and back, and it was also getting tighter and tighter… She kept taking roses out of the box as well. After a while she stood back from it, and said "There" in a very loud voice.
When she handed me the mirror I was amazed that my hair could even look like that. It was all back tightly off my face, and at the top of my head were lots of twisted bits of hair pinned to it. It all moved down so it was at about the middle of my head, and then that was where she'd put the roses. Narcissa told me she was going to put my veil down under it so that you could see everything perfectly, and then my tiara would be going right at the top of the hair.
Rodolphus came in with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth just as Narcissa had put my tiara on. My tiara is great; it's silver with rubies on it. Scattered over it like red rose petals… Rodolphus kissed Shell, and while he was busy with it, I grabbed the cigarette out of his fingers. He turned around to look at me, and I think he was impressed with the hair. "Alright, darling?" he asked me, still hanging onto Shell.
"No I'm bloody well not," I replied, smoking furiously. It was calming…
"Well, you look stunning as ever, so no worries there." I was attacked at that moment with a make up brush, so Narcissa obviously didn't agree with that comment.
Rodolphus's attention was back to Shell, and I noticed exactly where his hands where… She was smiling into his shoulder and he was talking to her. "Rodolphus," I said as Narcissa went back to reload, "Have you seen Voldemort?"
Rodolphus said something to Shell, and then turned back around. "Yes, he's fine. He told me to come and see how you were, what shall I say?"
"Tell him I got his note and tell him that I happen to like the sun very much. And tell him not to be late." I smirked. I knew that would make him laugh a bit, maybe ease his nerves slightly. "Oh, and Rodolphus?"
"Yeah?"
"I never stalked the Dark Lord."
He smirked. "You did, you just never admitted it. Don't you remember that time when you made me come with you to-"
"Shut up Rodolphus," I said hurriedly, remembering. It wasn't really stalking, just following him, and then getting Rodolphus to come and talk to him with me. I just stood there drooling over him, and I think that might have been the time when Voldemort first realised that I fancied him.
He actually invited me up to his rooms, claiming he had a book to show me that he thought I would like, and we were gradually leaning closer and closer together, and I was probably about to kiss him when someone knocked on the door. He looked quite annoyed at the disruption, but it was something about the Department of Mystery's, so he sent me away.
"Oooh, I shall submit to your will, my Lady." He turned back to Shell and kissed her again. "I'll see you all later. Good luck, Bella, and I love you Shell."
Shell smiled. "I love you too." As soon as the door shut, Shell turned back around to sit down.
"You two are very good together," I said softly. I think she was feeling a bit bad about it all, saying all that in front of me.
"I hope so," I heard her reply. "I'm going to start getting ready." From what I could see, she was brushing her hair back into a tight bun with some shorter strands framing her face, and some bits of longer hair coming out of the bun. Then when I opened my eyes the next time, they were curly.
"We'll do your lipstick before we go down," Narcissa said, and started to do her own hair. I decided to go and put my underwear on. I love this underwear, there's a pair of white fish-net stockings and suspenders, white knickers, a white corset-like thing with little clasps up the front of it, which is strapless. Very sexy and low cut as well… So Voldemort's going to be happy when the dress comes off tonight. I pulled my dressing gown on over it again and went back out.
They both had four black roses on the left side of their hair now, just sticking out of the bun. They looked lovely, really, really pretty. Some time later, they both had really dark, smoky eye make up on, black, but blended in nicely so it looked like dark grey. My eyes were really dark, black eyeliner with black eye shadow blended upwards, except mine was glittery. And special, since I am very special and always will be!
Rodolphus came back in.
"The Dark Lord has asked me to tell you he didn't know that, and he apologises most profusely about his mistake." And he was smirking madly at it.
I rolled my eyes, and put one of my hands into Rodolphus's pocket to remove his packet of cigarettes, steal one, and put it back in.
"Thank you very much, sweetie!" I said with a smirk matching his. His smirk had very strangely just vanished, especially as I held it out for him to light with his wand. Which was very funny. He looked me up and down, and looked strangely at the white tights. "What on earth are you wearing under that dressing gown?" he said, yanking it open for him to look at. I raised an eyebrow at him.
"We did get divorced Rodolphus, we're no longer married," I said sarcastically.
He glared at me, but it wasn't very heated, and his eyes were lingering on my body… In a way Voldemort would look at me. He let me close the dressing gown up again, though it was very begrudgingly done. He then looked at Shell (Who was applying make up and had missed the whole thing, thank god) and then back to me. "Are you sure this is the right thing for you to do?" he asked me softly. "I'd leave Shell for you if you wanted me too."
I nodded at him. "Rodolphus, I'm fine, I promise you," I replied softly, wondering what had made him say that.
"I just wanted you to know… And that I would do that for you, because I feel I owe it to you after years of a horrible marriage…" He trailed off, checking Shell once more who was still (!) doing make up. Why does it take her so long?
"Don't be so stupid!" I said, starting to get slightly choked up. I leant forwards and hugged him tightly to me, and when we pulled back he kissed me very gently on the lips.
"I'm always going to be here for you, Bella, I promise you that," he said, then turned and snuck up to Shell from behind, leaving me very confused. I smoked my cigarette and sat around… feeling confused… I really hope I don't still love Rodolphus…
So, here we are. There's about half an hour before the wedding starts, so I need to go and get the dress on. I'm calmer now, you know… That's very weird, but I am. And excited, which is the worst thing. I can't think about anything else.
It's mad.
July 31st: Morning after!
Oh my god, we're married. I'll go from where I left off!
I went to put the dress on, which was lovely, I felt gorgeous in it. After that, Narcissa helped me put on my necklace, which was silver and had tiny red roses on it, kind of like a choker, but not as tight. I had small dangly earrings, which were again silver, and had tiny rubies on the way down them, and also my veil. It wasn't a very long one, nor did it cover my face, but it had two layers and stopped half way down my back.
And the most amazing pair of red shoes, quite high. Oh, and a pair of long white gloves, coming almost up to my arm pits. They were fingerless, with one hook over my middle finger to keep them in place. At the top, they had a band of red sequins sewn onto them.
I was all ready.
Apart from the lipstick, obviously.
Narcissa and Shell were both wearing long deep red dresses with a black ribbon around the waist of it. Very nice, I liked them very much and I was glad that they chose something to match my dress.
As soon as we got down stairs, I felt like I was going to be sick. I was so afraid, especially that I would forget my vows. Oh god, what if I did… Waiting outside the meeting room was one of the scariest things I've ever done. I really mean it. I could practically see my little bouquet of black, white and red roses shaking like anything. Shell looked nervous as well, but Narcissa was cool as anything as normal. I don't know how she does it; she was like it before her wedding. Her bridesmaids were more nervous then she was.
Our cue to go in was as soon as the doors opened. I nearly died when they did open; there were hundreds of people in there. As we started to walk down, I couldn't take my eyes off the back of him, he was wearing black dress robes, (Which he chose) and they were really nice on him. Tight fitting, flaring slightly at the bottom, and it gave me a nice view of him. Voldemort didn't turn around, annoyingly, but Rodolphus did, and he gave me a highly genuine smile and winked at Shell.
I stopped next to Voldemort, and he didn't even look at what I was wearing, just smiled lovingly at me. When the room was silent, Rodolphus moved so he was standing in the middle of us, though slightly behind, and handed Voldemort my ring.
"If there is anyone here who does not believe that the Dark Lord and Dark Lady should be married, speak now, or forever hold your peace." Rodolphus sounded so stupid saying that, I would have laughed if it wasn't for… circumstances… "My Lord."
Voldemort started to speak as he slid the ring onto my finger. "Bellatrix Black, from this day onwards I promise to you that I will love and honour you in all ways that I possible can, I'll be there for you when you need me the most, in sickness or in health, in wealth or poverty," (At this point he wrinkled his nose slightly, though his eyes hadn't moved away from mine, I was about to laugh… I knew it…) "Until death we do part."
My turn, though, so I couldn't laugh…
"My Lord Voldemort, from this day onwards I promise that I will love and obey you," (Ha, I thought, not likely… Voldemort's face was so funny, I had to pretend he wasn't about to laugh…) "in all ways that I possibly can, I will be there for you when you need me the most, in sickness or in… (Idiocy, idiocy, I wanted to say, but I saw his eyes widen slightly and thought the better of it) health, in wealth or poverty, until death we do part."
"Bellatrix Black, I will love you until my dying day and then onwards," Voldemort continued (Just like we practiced, amazingly…). "And I will stay faithful to you and only you until my dying day."
"Lord Voldemort, I will love you for all eternity, at all costs, and I will be loyal to you, my one and only," I said, all urges to laugh gone. This was serious.
Rodolphus seemed to have forgotten what to say, until he spoke, that was. "My Lord, you may now kiss the bride, I pronounce you man and wife!"
Voldemort tilted his head to one side, as if to say 'alright, if I must', and kissed me very roughly on the lips. Mmm his mouth tasted lovely, I think he'd been eating chocolate before he came down… God I'm hungry… He then turned to everyone, who were stirring slightly now, and spoke.
"Would all of our guests like to go to the ballroom along the corridor," he said quite politely. Probably because of all the Dark Council member's there. Before anyone had left the meeting room, he pulled me out of it and yanked me into the next room, which was the empty parlour. He shut the door, and locked it, and turned back to me. "Sit down," he said. I wondered what was up, but I think he was a bit stressed, so I didn't move towards the seats, but I put my arms around him instead.
He smirked at me. "Aren't you meant to obey me now?" he asked softly. I kissed him, and he kissed back just as much.
"Dream on," I muttered.
"I've never seen you look so beautiful," he said with a real smile.
"To be honest, I haven't felt this good for years." I thought I was about to cry with happiness, I really did. His arms protectively tightened around my waist and he kissed me gently on the forehead.
"Are you ready to show them what you can do?" He asked, carefully watching my face. "Because there's no going back now, my beauty."
I nodded. "I suppose I am a little… Well, scared but… As long as I have you, I think I can do anything," I replied quietly.
Voldemort's expression didn't change. "Things are going to be different now, Bellatrix, make sure you know that."
"What do you mean?" I blurted out, I wasn't really sure about what he meant… and Bellatrix?
"You'll see," he replied indifferently, and held his arm out for me to take, which I did, and kissed him on his lips gently before we walked on.
"I love you."
Voldemort smiled at me. "I love you too. I think more then you'll ever know," he replied as we entered the ball room. "Oh, I forgot, I got you something," he whispered, nodding at various people I recognised. They moved apart for us, and sitting at the top of the dais was his throne, and one just like his but with red velvet on covering it for me. I wanted to kiss him right there, but I thought that he'd prefer it if I waited. We sat down, and the train of my dress was flowing over the side of it, and slightly down the side of the dais.
Rodolphus immediately came over and bowed to us both, and then came to stand behind me to speak to me.
"I'm sorry for what I said to you earlier, Bella," he said quietly, while Voldemort was busy saying hello to Adala. I think he fancies her really.
"It's okay, I understand," I replied, smiling at Voldemort, who was now back to looking at me.
"Alright?" he asked me, very quietly. I nodded at him, with a smile, and looked to see who was here. God there was a hot guy; I could see he was hot from behind. When he turned around, I realised exactly who it was. It was Fallon, the Gangral leader!
He saw me looking at him, gathered some woman up from next to him, and dragged her over to the Thrones. She made a curtsey to us both, but Fallon simply bowed his head.
"General Fallon," said Voldemort, grimly.
"Lord Voldemort, I don't think I have yet had the pleasure of meeting your wife," Fallon said smoothly.
"I don't believe you have," Voldemort replied just as smoothly. "Bellatrix, this is General Fallon of the Gangrals. Fallon, this is my wife, Lady Bellatrix Riddle."
"Lovely to meet you, General," I said, copying their smooth voices.
"Call me Fallon," he replied softly, smiling charmingly at me. "This is Lila, my Second," he continued, beckoning to the woman standing beside him, carelessly. I then noticed Lila properly, and she had very bright purple hair. She actually looked like a werewolf (Gangral- mostly a werewolf, but they can transform whenever they like instead of just at full moon, it's by choice, and they can also shift into Vampire form with lots of practice), she had very long hair, but it looked very rough and actually horrible. She was completely makeup-less and she wasn't the most pretty of things… I wondered if there was a romantic connection between the two, but Fallon was looking at a lot of the prettier women in the room in a very sexual way (Me included) so I guessed not.
They went away after a while, thank god. Fallon was dancing with one of Adala's friend's who Voldemort knew somehow (I expect they'd had an affair at some point- knowing Voldemort) so he can't have been "with" Lila. I was pleased to see that Voldemort wasn't actually looking at anyone else in the room in a sexual way. After about half an hour, he finally asked me to dance.
We walked to the dance floor that had been made (There were tables around the outside of the room, which was huge, with various plates of food, drinks, anything under the sun really, and then in the middle of them, a place to dance. It was quite busy with various couples– gay and straight– dancing together.) And soon there were more people watching us then dancing.
"Nicely handled with Fallon," he said quietly as the man in question came waltzing past us with yet another beautiful woman.
"If he thinks he has a chance with making me fall under his wonderful spell, he can think again," I replied. "So, how does it feel to be married?"
He smiled, and his arm around my waist tightened a lot more then before, as the music got faster. "We're not properly married, yet," he said, his smile turning into a grin. "I'll let you know in the morning."
I didn't actually get what he was saying. "What are you on about?" I asked him after a moment of confusion.
"The wedding night," he replied indifferently. "Are there going to be any surprises for me?"
I pretended I didn't know what he was talking about. "What about for me?"
He gave me one of the most sexy winks he's ever given me. "You'll see."
And he wouldn't say a word about it after that.
It was starting to get dark before I had chance to get something to eat, there were so many people to talk to and be introduced to, and dance with. As soon as I'd sat down with Shell, Rodolphus came over and squished himself in between us.
"So which one of my favourite girls wants to come and dance with me first?" he asked, his arm draped around my shoulder's and Shell's waist.
"Bella," said Shell quickly. "I've just been dancing with you for the last hour, and I think that's enough."
"So who do you want to dance with?" I asked her, finishing my drink.
"Anyone," she replied. I caught Voldemort's eye and got him over.
"Shell wants to dance with you," I said. Voldemort looked mildly amused, and looked at Shell with a dazzling smile.
"How could I turn down one of the most beautiful women in the room?" Voldemort said, holding out his arm. Shell cast a glare of sorts in my direction, and walked off with him, leaving me with Rodolphus.
"Come on then," I said, offering Rodolphus my hand, which he took and led me to the floor.
"So, you're really the Dark Lady now," he said quietly.
"It's hard to come to terms with," I replied, watching Voldemort's hands. They were in a green area. Good Voldemort…
"Does this mean I have to be nice to you now?"
"Don't be stupid. You don't, just everyone else." I smirked. "It's going to be fun with Malfoy though."
Rodolphus smiled. "You just love tormenting him, don't you…" he said quietly. I nodded.
The rest of the evening went on, fairly uneventful. I was shocked that it had gone so quickly, and very soon guests were starting to leave. The room was emptying dramatically. Rodolphus asked me to dance again (It was nearing two o clock, so even I was flagging slightly), just after Voldemort had whispered something in his ear and gone off outside. I was suspicious, but didn't say anything to either of them, when Voldemort came back in. He grabbed my arm roughly and pulled me into him, claiming my lips in a highly passion-filled kiss. "Bed time," he muttered.
I said my goodbyes, and followed him out of the double doors at the end of the room.
It was amazing. There were lighted candles all up the stairs, suspended in mid-air, going all the way up to our bedroom, which was completely dark except for about two hundred candles floating randomly around the room. It was completely beautiful.
"Now," he said; with a perfectly serious expression on his face. "How do I take this dress off you?"
He loved the underwear, as well. He said white suited me a lot, and that I should wear it more often. I didn't know if he meant underwear or clothes in general, it was too much effort to ask so it remains unsolved.
When the delicate art of love making was complete (Several times over) he leant over me, and kissed me very gently on the lips.
"I love you Bellatrix Riddle," he whispered into my ear.
I snuggled up into him and kissed his chin. "I love you, Lord Voldemort," I replied quietly.
I really am so lucky to have him.
That'll be the last nice chapter for a while… Bwahaha…