"Princess Serpentine?…Princess!" My eyes snapped opened and I turned over to inhale the dusty covers of my parent's bed. I coughed and picked my head up and looked to my left. A man was standing there with his arms crossed. I turned over and stared up into Snape's face. The room was now lit by candles. I looked around and noticed that the was no light creeping behind the dark curtains. "How long have I been asleep for?"
"7 hours. A pretty lengthy nap for a pretty little girl." He said with a slight sneer. I watched him and then looked down to notice that the diary was gone. He seemed to know what I was looking for and pulled it out from inside his robe's pocket. I reached out for it but he pulled it away.
"What's this?" He asked.
"It's mine. Can I have it back, please?"
"Oh…yours…really?" He eyed me suspiciously.
"Yes…it's my diary."
"Really? I didn't know your name was…" He turned it over and read the back cover."Bellatrix?"
"Can I have the diary back?" I pleaded.
"But it isn't yours"
"Technically it is…" He raised an eyebrow. I held out my hand and he pulled it back, smirking. He got on my last nerve.
"Give me the book!" I snapped. He eyed me and tossed me the book. I glared at him and he gasped. He backed up and bowed and then turned to leave the room. "Wait." He turned and I crawled to the end of the bed. "How come you have to take an attitude with me?"
"Who said I had an additude?"
"Who said I have an…?" I muttered with a slight disgusted and yet mocking tone to my voice. "You are! And don't lie to me!" He seemed uncomfortable for a moment then knelt down in front of me. "Princess. You must understand this: Your mother could get any man she wanted. She used her beauty in her missions. Besides her wand, her body and beauty were her only other tools that aided her in her missions. She won the heart of Lestrange, but also the other hearts of helpless and vulnerable, weak men. I, am sad to say that I was one of those men. Your mother loved Lestrange, but not enough. After the Dark Lord had finally realized her strange beauty and natural talents, he too fell in love with her. I don't know any other man who hasn't had a likeness for your mother. But she wasn't a slut. I'm still foolish enough to hate her for rejecting me. I spilled out my feelings for her much like she did for the Dark Lord, but she just laughed in my face and ignored me. After that, when ever I thought of her or saw her, my love for her turned cold and I was forced to hate her. Forgive me, Princess, but you look so much like her and I feel ashamed to admit that my hatred as had an effect on you and when I see you, I feel as though I'm looking at your mother." He owed his head. "I have many grudges I hold that I've can't let go of..."
"I know I may look like her and sometimes act like her…but I will not allow you to portray this type of behavior again towards me. Now if you have any other business here with me, talk now or leave me be."
"No, Princess. I will leave, but I before I go. I must remind you that you remind me of your father..."
"Well someone has to keep the Death Eaters in check while he's gone." Snape nodded and departed from the room.
After the door shut and I was engulfed in silence, I smiled to myself as I realized how powerful I was thanks to my father. I laid back down and not long after, the door opened again.
"There you are. Snape told me that you were in here going over your plans for your attempt to dominate the wizarding world…?" I laughed and shook my head.
"This just came. You'd be surprised how great owl-post is." She tossed me a small box.
"Cool, huh? Owls are so smart, they can locate the addressee even when no one knows where in the world they are. But the owls know…." She pointed a finger at me and winked. I smiled and looked down at a tag on the box. It was from Marius. Auntie picked up my mother's diary and looked at the back.
"Hey, this is-?"
"My mum's, yeah."
"Where did you find this?" "I kicked it under that bed by accident." She opened to it.
"Wow…this is old. It's from when-"
"She first become a Death Eater." I said, pausing to look up at her. She stared at me.
"I already read 2 entries." She nodded.
"Ooh…I see." She tossed it back on the bed next to me. "It's best to keep it close to you. May come in handy if she wrote anything helpful to you. Maybe what it was like when our parents were together. Maybe she wrote something in there about you." I nodded silently, taking the cover off the box to reveal a silver chain. I lifted it up and at the end was dangling a small charm of a serpent that was coiled up and had small blue gems in the eyes. I smiled and looked up at her. "Ooohh….who's that from?" She sat down next to me. "Marius, my friend." "Oh, it's from a boy…" I glared at her. "It's not like that…he probably just saw it at a shop and decided that he would get it for me…because…he's…uh…" I lost my train of thought and stared up at her. She smirked and nodded at me.
"Uh-huh…sure." She stood up suddenly and started to walk out of the room. When she reached the door, she glanced back at me and hissed, "He likes you." The ends of her long blonde hair whipped around the door and I stared down at the charm in my hand. Does he really like me? He would've wrote a letter to tell me...right? Or maybe he didn't want to tell me yet….or he was too scared to… I jumped off the bed and walked over to the mirror. I pulled my hair over my shoulder and put the necklace around my neck and fastened it. The silver serpent felt cold against my pale neck. I smiled looked at my reflection in the glass. For a moment, everything was still until out of the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow of a person move behind me. I spun around and looked. No one was there. The room felt particularly cold. And I felt as though I was being watched.
"Serpentine?" I jumped and turned towards the door. Auntie's head was sticking around the door. She stared at me. "You alright?" "Uh…yeah, yeah I'm fine." "Alright, well I was just wondering if you'd like to go to Knockturn Alley with me?"
"Um…where?" I asked, still glancing over to the spot where the mysterious shadow moved. "Knockturn Alley. It's off of Diagon Alley. Honey, are you sure you're alright?"
"Yeah, I'm great…and I'll go. Let me just get my cloak." She nodded and disappeared.
I tore my sight away from the shadowed wall and picked up my cloak from the chair. I stopped before the door and took a final glace around. Noticing the diary still laying on the bed, I quickly went over and snatched it up so no one will take it away from me.
