Prompt #16: Forest
Bellatrix/ Dark Lord
The seconds ticked by, and her Lord still did not rise.
Nearby, she could see Potter had fallen as well. The group dare not say anything.
The forest seemed to loom in around them, shadows growing and flickering in the firelight.
Still, her Lord did not rise and Bella was fearful.
What if he was gone? Again?
Her broken mind could not handle it. Her heart had rejoiced at the thought of being his once more, giving herself to him and serving him, servicing him. She could not handle losing him again. He had not visited her chamber since her liberation from Azkaban, but there was still time, hope. Rodolphus was cold comfort compared to her Lord. She tolerated her husband, she loved her Lord.
The shadows of the forest danced and the air around them seemed colder, as if all the pleasure in the world was being sucked out as the seconds her Lord remained down ticked by. Each second was an eternity where her grief grew until it threatened to rend her heart in two.
Then her Lord got up, and Potter remained down. Narcissa declared Potter dead.
Her Love had returned!
As he commanded them about for the final push her twisted heart soared. They would leave this gods-forsaken forest and conquer the world.