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Man I'm thrown and I dont know what to do
I guess I gotta give part 2 of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all
Damn near cried when I got that phone call
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The sight of all the blood caused James to stop for a second and breathe. The smell was unbearable. He glanced at the faces, recognizing a lot of them; students that he had gone to school with, acquaintances that he had just met. They were all far too young to die this way.
He couldn't believe that a massacre this big hadn't gone to news yet. It was horribly familiar to him…
She was lying face-up, an arm covering the worst of her wounds. Sirius was sitting next to her, holding her head in his lap. The tear-track down his face told James as much as was needed to said.
"James…" she moaned, as soon as his face came into view. His automatic reaction was to leave Sirius with her and go get a medical technician from St. Mungo's, but he pushed that thought out of his mind. He had to get her there immediately.
The swarming around him told James that he had to carry her or risk losing sight of her…
He shook his head, pushing the memory to the back of his mind and folding his sleeves back from his hands.
"Let's get this place cleaned up," he said to the crew he had brought with him.
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Lily woke up to the sun in her eyes and an owl tapping on her bedroom window.
She got up, groaning from the weight in front of her, and opened the window, recognizing the owl.
As soon as the window was open, the owl came in, carrying a hastily tied letter on its leg.
'Lily,
If you are just waking up, and not out getting into trouble, please don't worry about me. I'm still on call at the ministry, even though I'd rather wake up next to you. Moody sent me a note, and I got to worrying. Please just stay at the apartment and don't open the door to anyone,
James.'
She sat down, a wave of vertigo striking her suddenly. The feeling in her legs seemed to have given way to jelly.
"Oh, James," she said out loud, "be safe."
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Bella struggled to get up, her legs numb from the beating she had received. She continued to kneel in front of him, not groveling like some of the other pathetic bastards who served him. She took her punishment without comment, not even giving him the pleasure of screaming.
"Pathetic," she heard from behind her.
She would have turned her head, but the pain floating up her spine caused her to pause.
"You must have given her a doozy, my lord," said another voice, sneering slightly.
"A doozy?" said a colder voice, one that sent tingles up and down her spine, "Whatever do you mean by that, Lucius?"
Malfoy paused, not wanting to end up in the same spot Bella was. He'd had experience there; only for Bella, it was probably a little more pleasurable.
Everyone knew how Bella felt about Voldemort, even though she was married. The marriage probably wasn't going to last long though.
Bella looked up at him, and he wasn't surprised by the expression in her eyes. She had looked like that when she first met Voldemort and a little punishment wasn't likely to change her opinion of him.
"Lucius, I'm waiting," Voldemort said, coldly, running his hand over her exposed spine, and causing her to shiver slightly.
Lucius stopped talking, shivering in disgust as she looked at Voldemort with ecstasy on her face. The pain couldn't have been that terrible…
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These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I could say
My chick on the side said she got one on the way
These are my confessions
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A/N: okay, I honestly expected this to be a little better than it turned out, but it is chapter fourteen of Confessions, short or not. I hope you enjoy my first tryst into Bellatrix/Voldemort. I might elaborate later on, just not in this fic. It would ruin the storyline. Review please?
Serindraxx