Chapter fourteen December 24th 1962
It several weeks before Bellatrix got better and by the time she did it was time to go home for the Christmas holidays, Bellatrix couldn't believe her parents were making her attend their stupid Christmas party, it was supposed to be her Christmas break ,her time to relax not stand about dressed up like their personal doll to show off.
Bellatrix stood among her parents' guest with a fake smile planted on her face searching the crowds for Tom, the only person she actually wanted to talk to; When she finally did find Tom among her parents sea of guests he was in a deep conversation with her father, Bellatrix watched fascinated by the look of fear on her fathers face at Toms words.
Bellatrix waited until her father and Tom had departed company an until her father had disappeared into the crowd of guests before she approached Tom, as she walked up to him she felt her stomach tie itself up in knots of nerves, unsure of what to say Bellatrix softly cleared her throat to gain Toms attention.
When Tom first looked at Bellatrix his face was emotionless and cold but only for a fraction of a second, ' ah Miss Black you look as wonderful as ever this evening ' Tom said charmingly, Bellatrix could feel her face go red ' Thank you Tom, it took many hours of my mother poking and prodding me to look this ' Bellatrix said with a small bitter smile.
Bellatrix saw Toms shoulders hunch slightly the way he always did when she mentioned her family, wanting to continue talking to him she opted to change the topic ' I did what you asked of me, I watched Dumbledore ', Tom raised his left eyebrow as if to tell Bellatrix to continue, ' He's been meeting with an Aurour called Alistair Moody and he's been preaching about mudbloods being like us more recently' Bellatrix said her eyes looking at up Tom eagerly waiting for him to talk.
Tom summarized what Bellatrix had said before speaking ' So the old man thinks recruiting a few Aurours and preaching about how great mudbloods are, is going to be enough to against me ' Tom said mockingly, Bellatrix let out a small giggle in agreement with Toms words.
Across the room Druella Black watched the Dark Lord and her eleven year old daughter with bitter resentment.
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