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Daily Weird Prompt Challenge. Prompt: baby's first dark magic

PayDay Game Challenge. Prompt: spider earrings

Destruction

"I don't want it!" Bellatrix shrieked, toppling a bookshelf in her anger.

Tom remained still, watching his lover through narrowed eyes. He had been expecting some sort of reaction once she realized she was carrying his child, but he hadn't anticipated this much hostility.

"How could you do this to me?"

"It's an honor," he spoke quietly, keeping his distance. He'd watched her bring enough people to their knees to be slightly nervous of the way she was glaring at him. "I wouldn't have chosen anyone for this. You are the best possible person."

"I don't want a child," she spat, kicking a fallen statuette. She took off the spider earrings he had retrieved from a raided house for her. They became dust under her boot. "All I've ever wanted was to serve you, My Lord, and you're taking that away from me."

"It's only for a few months, until the child is born. After that you will return to my side as my most trusted supporter." He moved toward her slowly. "Bellatrix, the last thing I want is to lose you."

He took it as a success when she didn't flinch away from his hand on her shoulder.

"I won't have to deal with … it?" she asked quietly, leaning into the touch.

Tom hesitated. Something would need to be done with it until it was old enough to be of use to him. Still, if it meant losing Bellatrix, perhaps it wasn't worth it.

"Something can be worked out. There's time to deal with all of that later. For now all that matters is that you're here, and this child-" he placed a hand to her stomach, already showing through her tight robes "-this child is going to be what wins this war for us."

It concerned him how much he'd missed her in the few days she'd refused to be near him, and he wished their kiss wasn't cut short by one of the newer recruits barging through the door.

"My Lord, I'm s-sorry to interrupt, but there's an emergency," the boy stammered, trying to avert his eyes.

Tom could hear Bellatrix growling softly beside him and he was just as eager to get rid of the idiot boy. With one hand still resting on her stomach, he reached back to pull his wand.

The explosion happened completely out of his control. He shielded Bellatrix with his body, watching with interest as the wall crumbled on top of the body of his former follower. When the immediate danger was over and the dust was settling, he turned back to his lover.

"Did you do that?" he asked, a hint of awe in his voice. She must have been even stronger than he had originally thought if she managed to collapsed a wall without a wand.

"No," she squeaked, looking at the mess over his shoulder. "I thought you did."

Tom looked down to her stomach, pressing a pale hand to it as he grinned. "This child is magnificent."