AN: Ok, here's Rodolphus and Bellatrix for Dimcairien. I can't imagine how else they would be together, especially as JKR makes it painfully obvious just how obsessed Bellatrix is with Voldemort.

Bellatrix Black gazed lovingly at her Master, the Dark Lord. He was so powerful, and she had always been attracted to power. Every time he punished one of his followers, she felt a jolt of sexual ecstasy. It had been the greatest day in her life when she had been admitted to his inner circle, the only female Death Eater.

Bellatrix knew that the Dark Lord wanted her. She didn't know if he loved her, but that didn't matter. As long as he wanted her, she could be happy. She had been trying to come up with a way to convince the Dark Lord to take her as his consort, perhaps even as his wife.

She knew her parents would be so proud to see her in such a position of power. This thought helped steel her resolve. When the Dark Lord dismissed his followers, she hung back.

"Bellatrix," he hissed, sending goose bumps running across her skin. "I dismissed you, why do you stay?"

Bellatrix held a curtsy before him. "I wish to speak with you, My Lord."

With her head bowed, Bellatrix did not see Voldemort roll his eyes. "Rise, Bellatrix. What do you have to say?"

"My Lord, you know I serve you above all others. You are my world. I would do anything for you!"

Voldemort stared down at her, and knew exactly what she was offering, and asking. He had known this would come out eventually, but had thought to avoid it for many years. He had no desires of the flesh, had not had any since his transformations began. His followers, of course, would never know this, but now he had to figure out how to deal with Bellatrix's expectations.

"Bellatrix, what, exactly, do you presume to ask?"

He saw her face flush, obviously anticipating some sort of punishment. She was a sick woman. "I do not presume to ask anything, My Lord. I wish to offer myself to you."

"And what do you expect in return?"

"Nothing, My Lord. I merely wish to provide you with an heir."

"What use have I for an heir? I, who cannot die? An heir would merely be a competitor, a rival for power. I have no use for that. And you, you wish far more. You cannot lie to Lord Voldemort. I see everything. You want power; you wish to be my consort!"

Bowing her head, Bellatrix acknowledged the validity of his claims. "It is what I wish, My Lord, but not what I expect. I expect nothing in return, truly."

"And your family will consent to your being my whore?" He took pleasure when she flinched at that word. "You flinch. Why? I thought you expect nothing, which means you wish to be my whore, my plaything." She did not react this time.

Voldemort stood and approached her. "I often question the wisdom in admitting a woman to the ranks of my Death Eaters, and this is precisely the reason why. I do not wish to hear of this again."

"Yes, My Lord." Her voice wavered as she tried to keep her emotions in check.

"Fetch me Rodolphus!" She hastily rose and left the room after a quick, "Yes, My Lord."

Bellatrix returned with Rodolphus a few minutes later.

"You wish to see me, My Lord?"

"Rodolphus, you will marry Bellatrix."

Rodolphus stared at Voldemort in shock. "M…My Lord?"

"Did you not hear me? Did I not make myself clear?"

"Y..yes, of course, My Lord."

"Good, then I expect you two married within the month. I have noticed discord among my Death Eaters, and I desire it to cease. Uniting families will help. You had best inform your family."

"Of course, My Lord." Bellatrix and Rodolphus both turned to leave at the implied dismissal. Voldemort, however, had an idea to ensure Bellatrix's loyalty. Such undying devotion could be useful.

"Bellatrix, you stay." She waited as Rodolphus left. As soon as the door closed, she kneeled before Voldemort. "Perhaps, sometime in the future, if you serve me well, I may visit you. I do not wish to hear one word about this from you until that time. Do I make myself clear?"

Beaming, Bellatrix answered the only man she would ever love. "Completely, My Lord. Thank you! You are most generous. I shall be your most faithful servant."

"I would expect no less." Hearing the dismissal, Bellatrix left her Master's presence. Rodolphus awaited her outside the chamber.

"We are to be married."

"Yes," she answered coldly. "At the Dark Lord's command."

"I expect no affection, but I expect obedience. Now, join me to pick a ring from my vault and to inform our families. If we are to be married before month's end, we have much to do."

Without comment, Bellatrix took his arm and followed him out of the Mansion, before Apparating to Gringotts with him.