A/N:

Inkfire: I know this is cruel but I'd like to keep Voldy in character. And yes love you too. =)

Slytherin360: Hey thanks for reading my story. And yes this story is meant to give hope to Bellamort lovers out there that what happened in the 7th book does not mean the end for Bellamort.

xoxLewrahxox: Thanks for that. That was actually my favorite line too. After I wrote it, I actually did an evil laugh after that. MWAHHAHAHHAHA!!

LadyCathy: Yup you were spot on! They swapped bodies. Great minds think alike I guess. =)

Slave2Writing: Thanks and yes I intend to write more.

Hi people! Thanks for your reviews. I really appreciate them. By the way, I need help. I actually rewrote the storyline for this fic and now I'm having a little trouble trying to figure out how Voldy's going to get back to his body. Can anybody give me some ideas? Thanks much.

Love always,

Sasha.

::: Chapter 21 :::

If only there was some way that she and I could………

If only she weren't this beautiful……

He kept silent as he watched her sleeping peacefully on what had used to be their bed. His eyes trailed down from her closed eyes to the rise and falls of her chest. He wanted to touch her…. needed to touch her but, he was torn between the humiliation of feeling a relentless aching need for another and his vow never to allow himself such ludicrous sentiments. However, pushing his thoughts aside, he decided that what he was feeling was merely out of sheer lust. After all, it had been almost a week since his most tragic 'death' had occurred.

His fingers started to trace the air above her arm, careful not to touch her skin. He leaned in closer to her face, suddenly appreciating the fact that she always slept close to the edge of the bed. His smelt the scent of her hair: Soap.

As he stood on his toes, he cautioned himself not to fall onto her. Why do we have such a high bed?

The last thing he would want is for her to wake up and see her son lusting over her. Finally, giving way to a little 'need', he leant in close to give her the softest kiss they could possibly ever have….and the shortest. His eyes were fixated on her luscious lips as he leant closer to her.

Suddenly, he felt a pair of eyes looking at him. She had awakened, probably after feeling his hot breath against her cheek.

"Faustus?" she whispered.

He pulled himself back, standing firmly on his feet. "Mother!"

"What are you doing?" she said, squinting her eyes, eyeing him suspiciously. She had noticed his face had been so close to hers when she opened her eyes. It was as though he was about to kiss her.

"I--- was scared. Can I sleep here? With you?"

"Oh….of course darling. Come here.' Bella replied, pulling away her covers and helping him into the bed. 'There… are you comfortable now?" she looked down at him as he nodded back at her.

They lay there together, both suddenly not able to sleep.

"Faustus?" Bella whispered.

"Yes , Mother?" he replied.

"What were you doing standing so close, staring into my face like that?"

"Well…I…you were so peaceful Mother. I was just trying to see if you were breathing." Faustus replied.

"Oh." She said.

"Mother?"

"Yes?"

"Do you miss Father?"

She took a while before answering, "Yes….yes Faustus.' She gulped down a lump that had suddenly formed in her throat. 'Everyday."

Bella couldn't see the smile that had formed on her son's face when she had said that, but, she could feel his arm wrap around her waist as he cling to her.

Neither of them said anything for the rest of the night. While Faustus fell into a deep sleep after a while, Bella stared at the ceiling of the bedroom, feeling lonesome for the only man that she had ever truly loved.

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The Next Day…………..

"I…I can't remember what happened. The last thing I saw was Father trying to protect me from something…..but I couldn't see what it was." Faustus repeated.

Rodolphus and Bellatrix had been trying to find out what had happened that fateful night. It had been almost a week now and it had disappointed Bella so that they did not know what had happened to Voldemort.

"Try to think it over, Faustus. Did you hear anything or….maybe felt anything. Please this is very impo….." Rodolphus tried to say before he was rudely interrupted.

"I told you! I don't remember anything! How many times do I have to say it before it goes through to your head! I DON"T REMEMBER!" Faustus yelled as he slammed his balled fists on the handles of the chair he was sitting on.

"Faustus! That is no way to talk to Uncle Rod!' Bella said to him sternly. 'As punishment young man I want you to get upstairs to your room and you are not having any dinner tonight."

"But Mother! That is not fair! Anyone would get annoyed if you keep asking them the same question." Faustus tried to reason in a tone that was so mush different from the one he had used with Rodolphus.

"I don't care. You have been very rude to Uncle Rodolphus and you deserve to be punished." Bella said.

"Now, Bella, really…the boy's right. He is probably tired and…."

"Oh don't try to come to my rescue,' Faustus said in a condescending tone as he jumped off his chair. 'I'm going up to my room." He said as he stared from Rodolphus to Bella.

Bella only gaped at him, not knowing what to say. There had been a huge change in Faustus' character ever since the incident that night. She always thought that Faustus and Rod had got along so well up until recently.

"You shouldn't have been too harsh on him, Bella." Rodolphus said as he sat on the sofa.

"Something's wrong with him. He's never acted like that before…especially towards you." Bella said, a worried look on her face.

"Oh don't worry. He's just a growing boy." Rod said.

"Don't you think he has grown a little too fast these past few days? He's only 5 and boys his age don't really care about what's going on with the world outside of their own. Do you know what he asked me at breakfast?" Bella asked as she turned to Rod.

"What?" Rod asked, tilting his head up to look at her.

"He asked me about what was my idea of a perfect world." Bella said.

"And…what did you say?"

"I said of course it would have to be a world full of purebloods but…that's beside the point. How did he ever come out with a question like that?"

"Well didn't you ask him?"

"Well yeah I did. He said he's been reading the papers about the revolutions that our Death Eaters have been inciting." A thought crosses her mind, bringing a smile to her face.

"What?" Rod asked her.

"I don't think he even knows what 'inciting' is. How could he even understand what they wrote in the paper?" Bella said.

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In Faustus' room…..

I have to get to the den tonight…….

I need to find out how to get my body back……

I can't tell Bella……I cannot have her hate me…..

But surely she would understand.

No….I can't take that chance…..

I'll find out how to get my body back….then it won't really matter if she found out Faustus is dead…..

I'll go there tonight when everyone's asleep.