_:::: Chapter 32 ::::
In the Library…..
Rodolphus Lestrange sat in an armchair by himself, brooding. He was still really pissed off at Avery. The meeting with the Dark Lord could have gone so much better if Avery hadn't been so stupid as to blurt out some stupid unfounded accusations about Aurelia. She could not possibly have anything to do with the stolen safe. Rod now wondered about her. There's just something about her that attracted him. She was wild and yet strangely elegant, mysterious and yet she seems to have the answer to everything he has been looking for all his life. He glanced up at the clock on the wall.
'Any minute now,' He thought to himself.
The Death Eaters chosen for tonight's raid would soon appear before him. Rod had carefully selected tonight's group for the mission. They were to go to a secluded muggle village where members of the opposition are said to have been spotted. They must have been hiding out there for months. Rod also got a bonus tip that the head of the Muggle department who has been responsible for maintaining the "peace" between the muggle and magical worlds, has been hiding there too. If they can capture the town, the Dark Lord would be so pleased with them.
Like a sudden burst of thunder, Death Eaters began to appear in the library.
'Right on time,' Rod smiled to himself. 'Now we're ready.'
He stood up off his chair, standing upright with an air of superiority as he surveyed his comrades. Well, he does have the right to feel that way after all, he has been in service of the Dark Lord longer than anyone else in that room making him the Dark Lord's most trusted advisor.
"I won't say much. This isn't the first time we're doing this after all. You all know why we're here. Let's do it once and do it right,' he said, looking around at his fellow Death Eaters. Slowly, he raised his wand high above his head and roared. "To the Dark Lord!"
"To the DARK LORD!" they echoed him and all at once, they disapparated.
The Dungeon….
"I think that's enough torturing for one night,' the Dark Lord begin to say only to receive a disappointed look on Bella's face. 'There is always tomorrow, my sweet. Besides, he doesn't look like he is going anywhere. I believe he will dread waiting for your return tomorrow."
A malicious grin began to form on her lips. He was right. It wouldn't be a lot of fun torturing someone who's already passed out. There wouldn't be any 'scream' effects. Tomorrow, she would have fresh new ideas on an even more demented torture routine.
She turned to him. "I'll come back tomorrow morning."
"Make that afternoon,' he said. 'I have other plans for you in the morning." He grabbed her arm and led the way out of the cell.
Ackart was waiting outside the cell as usual. "Make sure this cell is guarded 24/7. Are there any other empty cells?" Lord Voldemort demanded.
"No, but…." Ackart started to reply but the Dark Lord cut him short.
"Empty a cell. There will be new prisoners tomorrow. Do whatever you have to, just make sure we have an empty cell by tomorrow."
"Yes, my Lord." Ackart replied bowing as he did.
He took Bella's hand in his, and apparated them back to their room.
Hi sorry for the late update and sorry this chapter is a little short. I lost all my previous documents because of a virus attack. This always happens at times when I happen to not make back-up copies. Ughh…I hate this.
Anyway, please review. Thanks. =)