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Chapter 12 - Things That Don't Affect Her
(Bella's POV)
Bella was sitting at a table, in her sisters manor, with her fellow Death Eaters. The Dark Lord was sitting at the head of the table, as usual, and Bella was sitting to the right of him. She looked around the table as they waited for the last few Death Eaters to arrive, it was strange, how after all those years of this being what she loved, and these people being whom she spent an awful lot of time with, doing the Dark Lords bidding, she felt somehow out of place here.
She used to inwardly smile when the Dark Lord said her name, how it rolled off of his tongue so naturally, it was somehow beautiful.
Now, she hardly paid attention to it, it didn't sound like it used to, not so endearing, not so natural, not so beautiful.
Of course, the way he said her name hadn't changed in the slightest. It was the way she heard it, the way her ears didn't seem to like it, how it didn't make her smile, inwardly or not, it did nothing. It had no affect on her anymore.
There were other things too, the fact that she wasn't in love with him anymore had changed things, and he knew it just as well as she did.
He had used that to his advantage, that she was completely smitten with him, and would do absolutely anything for him. But she wasn't and wouldn't anymore, she wouldn't even call him her Lord at all.
The words always lingered on her lips, but she never spoke them. She wasn't punished, as some may have been, but she still wouldn't. It didn't feel right, it felt... Out of place, like she shouldn't be saying them, that they shouldn't be coming out of her mouth.
Bella watched the Dark Lord, as he looked up and down the table, his gaze, occasionally meeting hers, he seemed calm and relaxed, but Bella knew better.
She could tell, in the way his body was tense, and the way he was looking at everyone that was there, the way he took a sharp intake of breath every time he had looked at every single Death Eater around the table, and still there were a few missing.
Bella was the only one who could tell, as all those years ago when she had been all but obsessed with him, she had studied him, found out everything about him that she could, made note of his habits, and his tendencies.
Her musings were interrupted, by Narcissa bringing the few Death Eaters that were late, down to them. They apologised profusely again and again, and then sat down at their seats.
At a first glance, the seating plan could have looked random, but it wasn't. the closer you sat to the Dark Lord, the more important you were, and he trusted you. Bella, of course, was right up front with him, Snape, sat opposite her. Bella never had been sure what she thought about him, she didn't trust him that was for sure, but he covered his act well, whichever his act was.
'Now, my Death Eaters,' The Dark Lord was saying, as they sat around the table, 'I have a plan.'
Bella looked at him, wondering curiously what his plan could be, and if it had anything to do with killing Harry, which she supposed it did. She had been trying not to think about all the times Harry had stayed with them, and had gone on holiday with them, in fact, she tried not to think about her life at Grimmauled Place at all.
'I have received information,' he glanced at Snape, 'that the Potter boy has an object. An object that can, and will, be of great use to us.'
Bella cocked her head to the side slightly, contemplating what it was that Harry had, that could be so useful to them.
'Potter is in possession of a two way mirror.'
Bella bit down on her lip, cautiously wondering whether this had anything to do with Sirius' two way mirror.
'The person with the other shard of it is one of Potters close friends.'
Bella relaxed, it would definitely be Ron or Hermione who had it.
'We just have to lure Potter here, and use the mirror to bring the girl here.'
'My Lord?' A Death Eater asked from a little way down the table,
'Yes?' The Dark Lord replied,
'How will bringing the girl here help kill Potter, my Lord?'
The Dark Lord paused for a moment, as if contemplating his answer. 'If we torture the girl, then Potter will be weak from seeing that, if not, then we can hold her ransom. If he does not comply, we kill her.'
The Death Eaters all nodded in agreement.
'How to get Potter here though... Ah, when Draco has successfully fixed the vanishing cabinets, I will send some of you through to help Draco corner Dumbledore so Draco can kill him, and some of you to capture Potter and bring him here... The rest, we shall plan later. I have jobs for you to do at the present time.'
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