Authors Note: Just to warn you before you plunge into this chapter, I must advise you dear readers that things become a little 'fruity' from here on in ! ;-)

'You're so hypnotizing,
Could you be the devil?
Could you be an angel?

Your touch magnetizing,
Feels like I am floating,
Leaves my body glowing...'

"E.T." - Katy Perry

'So all the arrangements are in place then Lucius?' Lucius bowed, 'Yes my lord. Muggleton is back at home. He has been told to keep contact with the Order as normal. He has told them that his daughter has been ill to explain his absence for the past few days. We have the perfect time decided for the attack. Muggleton has informed us that the girl will only have the protection of Sirius Black and their guard will be down.'

Voldemort smiled, 'Excellent Lucius. And what instance is causing them to foolishly make themselves so vulnerable?' Lucius smirked. 'The girl's twenty first birthday. It is five days from now. Muggleton and his daughter have received an invitation; a party has been planned. Muggleton says that the evening after the party will be the best time for the attack. Only the girl and Black should be there. The safe house is remote; little chance for them to summon reinforcements. And of course we have our way in with Muggleton. He will let down the wards for us.'

'Yes.' Voldemort laughed exultantly. 'The thought of Fenrir being his daughter's jailer and ready to take her should he fail me is an excellent incentive for him. What good fortune it was for you to find Muggleton's daughter and allow me to use her as leverage!'

Voldemort's mercurial mind switched to his next question. 'And who will be aiding you in the capture of the girl?' Lucius continued, 'My lord I have chosen Dolohov, McNair, the Carrow's and Bella to assist me'. Voldemort gave an approving nod. 'Yes, they will suffice. Only, you must be sure keep Bella under control. An excellent and useful servant she may be, but we both know her tendency to impulsiveness.'

He smiled and continued, 'I think Bella is finding the idea of me acquiring this girl a little difficult to deal with and I'd be disappointed if her, shall we say passion for her work results in failure. You are responsible for the outcome of this endeavour Lucius. You have made up for your earlier failures thus far. But only the successful acquisition of the girl will fully redeem you. We do not need to go through the consequences of the price of failure again do we?'

"No, my lord.' Voldemort smiled. 'Very well Lucius, you may go now.' Lucius bowed deeply and left his master's chamber. He sighed inwardly as he walked through the corridors. He knew full well of his sister-in-law's feelings on the subject of the girl.

Difficult to deal with? Lucius laughed to himself. Bella was raging! The woman had an obsessive passion for their master and had done so for years. She worshipped him and would do absolutely anything to please him and capture his attention. She was exultant when he took her to his bed and he and Narcissa never heard the end of it

He had heard more than enough about her feelings on the subject of the girl in the past few months. The tears, the tantrums, the jealous, angry rages! Sweet Merlin, he'd had his fill of it! Narcissa entertained Bella's nonsense and tried to pacify her. He however bluntly told her the realities of the situation, but the stupid woman continued her tirades!

'Why does he need this filthy mudblood whore to give him a child Cissie?' she raged. 'I don't understand this stupid prophecy! Lucius grimaced. On and on she raved about it. He smirked inwardly. She had not stupid enough to say any of this to the Dark Lord. She knew well enough the consequences of challenging their master's whims and desires. He hoped she continued to remember this.

He knew her rages would increase once the girl was here. The girl was young and pretty and Bella's jealousy would be unbearable. The girl would need eyes in the back of her head with Bella around.

The last thing he'd wanted was Bella to be involved in the plans to capture the girl. But she had begged and pleaded relentlessly, citing that she wished to help in the girl's capture and she knew how pleased their master would be. He knew full well that the main reason she wanted to be in on the mission was so she could size up her opposition.

He grimaced, She would not be happy. Bella had been a beauty years ago, he himself could testify to that. But time, Azkaban and a fractured mind had changed that. Her youth had passed and her beauty was now a ravaged thing.

He had relented to her pleads and demands only on the condition that she kept herself in check and did nothing to jeopardize the mission. He would not put it past her to try and "accidently" kill the girl.

'Of course Lucius,' she had wheedled, 'My only desire is to assist our master and please him. And if this mudblood is what pleases him, then I am happy to help.' She had tried to smile sweetly after this speech, but it had been more of a fixed grimace.

'I'm warning you Bella,' he had said, 'You follow my orders exactly, do you understand? Because if you don't and the mission fails, I will ensure you feel our master's displeasure alongside me. Do not think your position as his favoured mistress would save you. He is set on having this girl. There is a significant reason for him wanting her, more than just having an heir. I do not know what it is, but anyone who causes the failure of her acquisition will not see another day dawn.'

And he needed this mission to succeed. He knew that his continued existence depended on it. He shivered in fear. Voldemort had made that perfectly clear.

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He lay on the bed and smiled. Finally! Everything he desired was coming into fruition. The girl's acquisition was almost complete. He sighed in pleasure as Nagini slithered across his naked form. To anyone viewing this scene, he would have had the appearance of a cold, marble statue. The most terrifying sculpture anyone could imagine, but one that you could not look away from.

He began to harden at Naginis's touch and his thoughts of the girl. She would soon be his, in the flesh. And what pleasures he would take in that sweet young body of hers! He groaned in anticipation.

He smiled as Nagini's head nestled next to his and she whispered into his ear. 'Masster, why do you need thiss girl? You have your Nagini, my love.' Voldemort smiled and responded in parseltongue. 'Nagini, my pet, there is no need for jealousy, I shall always need you. I care not for another jealous female; I already have Bella pouting because of the girl. She should be grateful for my attentiion, remember I am her master and that I please myself.' Voldemort grimaced at the thought of Bella. Her mooning glances and neediness were becoming a source of irritation.

Nagini hissed, 'You do not need her either my love. You need none of these sstupid women when you have your Nagini.' Voldemort caressed her head and she hissed in pleasure. 'My faithful pet, we shall always have one another. Now leave me, I must rest.' Nagini let out a disappointed hiss and slithered away.

Voldemort closed his eyes and smiled exultantly. Time for him to visit her again to see if she had left her subconcious open to him. She was doing so more often now. She clearly wanted his attentions, or why else leave herself defenseless? He hoped she had and he could tease, torture and pleasure her yet again. He would soon be doing so in the flesh!

xox

The covers had been kicked off her and her nightclothes and body were bathed in sweat. She was writhing restlessly, letting out moans, gasps and the occasional muttered words. He could not decipher exactly what she was saying. Unable to sleep, Sirius had been prowling the corridors and had heard the noises from her room and had gone to check she was okay.

Dammit you bastard, he thought inwardly. He stood transfixed in the doorway, the sight of her dreaming form made him feel aroused, angry, tormented…and …jealous! The sting of that emotion infused him. What was the bastard doing to her in her dreams? Were those moans emitting from her ones of pleasure? The thought made him sick with anger and envy. No! They can't be he told himself defiantly. He began to enter her room. He had to wake her up, bring her back to reality and away from the torment that bastard was inflicting on her in sleep.

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'No!' she gasped out loud. She was pinned to the bed and could not move. The quivers of arousal flowed through her entire body as his tongue and teeth licked and nibbled at her hardened nipple. He stopped momentarily to look up at her face and laughed, 'Oh yes!"'

His mouth closed on hers and devoured her lips. His tongue invading her mouth and she met it with her own, responding to the kiss with unwilling pleasure. She let out another moan as she felt his fingers brush against her groin and then enter, exploring, teasing and making her gasp and moan. He broke the kiss and looked at her. His fingers ceased their exploration inside of her.

'Please – don't stop!' The words escaped from her lips before she could stop herself. She cursed inwardly as her body's ecstasy and arousal at his touch betrayed her. She hated him! He was a sick, evil bastard! His cold, serpentine eyes looked into hers and he laughed again. 'You like my touch then girl? You would like me to continue?' She looked at him with a mixture of hatred, desire and fear. The combination of those emotions in her eyes made him harden.

'You know what you have to do girl,' he continued. 'All you have to do is ask me nicely and I shall continue.' He smiled darkly at her, revelling in the conflict of the emotions in her eyes. 'All you need to do is beg and I shall satisfy your desires. I am a most accommodating and attentive master as you will find. Just say the words girl and I will be your humble servant.'

Her breath caught in her throat. Her head and heart screamed 'no' and objected in unison. But her tingling lips and throbbing groin sang with the desire to be sated and satisfied. Her body and nerve endings begged for the continuation of ecstasy his touch gave them.

'I….I b- beg you…..p-please continue.' He laughed exultantly at her words. Her head and heart constricted in shame and disgust, yet her body sang with anticipation at the expectancy of the pleasure that would recommence.

'As you have asked so nicely, I will keep my promise. But just one more thing before I continue. Tell me I am your lord and master. For I am and you know it girl.' His fingers rested on her groin, teasing her. His tongue flickered into her mouth making her moan in anticipation before they both withdrew. 'Just say it and I shall continue.' She shuddered and he smiled at her in anticipation. 'Y-you are my…'

'Rose! Rose! Wake up!' She felt herself being shaken. He was gone. She opened her eyes with a jolt and tried to focus. The eyes that looked down at her were no longer snake-like, but a wonderful clear blue. They gazed down at her with love, mixed with concern, anger and…. and something else?

'Sirius!' she shouted his name with a sob and flung herself upwards and into his arms. She nuzzled her face into his neck and sobbed. She couldn't look at him. She was terrified at what she might see in his face.

Her own face burned with shame at the fact she had said those words to him. And at the other words she would have uttered if Sirius had not have woken her. Please, please don't let me have said it out loud, she thought. The idea of Sirius having heard the words made her feel sick with shame and betrayal.

Sirius stroked and kissed her head as she sobbed into his neck. 'Shush Rose. It's okay, you're safe now. I'm here, I've got you now.' Sirius wanted to yell out in rage, but focused on comforting Rose. Someday soon, he said inwardly to himself, I'm going to rip you apart Tom Riddle, you bastard!