Post by bellatrixbryony on Oct 22, 2007 13:38:56 GMT -5
Hah. I Didn't like my other one so i wrote another one 
The room was dark. The only source of light was coming from the moon. The moon looked brighter today and the stars around it stood out from the other stars. A silent sob came from a chair sitting near the window. The cry was defiantly from a woman dressed all in black, her hair brushed all over her face so it was impossible to see her. She gave another sob and then turned her head up and looked at the moon. The usual pale, calm, unafraid face of Bellatrix Lestrange showed clearly now. But it was no longer unafraid or pale, tears were streaming down her face and splashed down onto her cloak. She tried to wipe the tears away with her sleeve but the tears flowed out quicker then she had time to wipe them away.
“Bella?” She recognised that voice, it came from the only person that could make her better. The only other person who she loved. Somehow she felt slightly warmer now he was here, it was never often that he came to visit her on his own. Maybe he needed a job doing or maybe it was for a bad reason. Bellatrix wiped her eyes again with one last attempt to hide her tears.
“My lord..” She whispered. She turned around to see him, the man she served her life for. Lord Voldemort. Once he knew that he she had seen him he began to walk over to her. Bellatrix knew what he was doing and frantically but in her best attempt to hide it began to wipe away her tears yet again.
“There’s no use trying to hide your tears Bella. We as some of the best wizards and witches in the world, hardly ever cry I know when someone does.” Voldemort spoke sitting down next to her.
“Yes my lord.” She hiccupped. She wondered if what he had just said to her was something good or if he was angry at her for crying.
“I’m sorry my lord.” She added. She sniffled, she was trying to hold in her tears but they started to pour out of her eyes again.
“Bella.” He said softly. He pulled out his wand, muttered a spell and a box of tissues landed on her lap. Bellatrix pulled her sleeve away and began whipping at her eyes with the tissues, muttering thank you in her attempt. Voldemort watched her for a few minutes and then after she had calmed down he spoke.
“We all know how you are feeling Bella.” He said calmly. She gave a shy nod.
“Losing a loved one right in front of you, is a hard thing even Lord Voldemort is sympathetic to you at this time.” Bellatrix looked up, she stared into his snake-like eyes and felt grateful but disappointed in herself for making such a big fuss about death. She had killed many people in her life and had enjoyed watching people sob over them. For the slightest second she felt sorry for them but then again she was doing it for him, for her master.
The room was dark. The only source of light was coming from the moon. The moon looked brighter today and the stars around it stood out from the other stars. A silent sob came from a chair sitting near the window. The cry was defiantly from a woman dressed all in black, her hair brushed all over her face so it was impossible to see her. She gave another sob and then turned her head up and looked at the moon. The usual pale, calm, unafraid face of Bellatrix Lestrange showed clearly now. But it was no longer unafraid or pale, tears were streaming down her face and splashed down onto her cloak. She tried to wipe the tears away with her sleeve but the tears flowed out quicker then she had time to wipe them away.
“Bella?” She recognised that voice, it came from the only person that could make her better. The only other person who she loved. Somehow she felt slightly warmer now he was here, it was never often that he came to visit her on his own. Maybe he needed a job doing or maybe it was for a bad reason. Bellatrix wiped her eyes again with one last attempt to hide her tears.
“My lord..” She whispered. She turned around to see him, the man she served her life for. Lord Voldemort. Once he knew that he she had seen him he began to walk over to her. Bellatrix knew what he was doing and frantically but in her best attempt to hide it began to wipe away her tears yet again.
“There’s no use trying to hide your tears Bella. We as some of the best wizards and witches in the world, hardly ever cry I know when someone does.” Voldemort spoke sitting down next to her.
“Yes my lord.” She hiccupped. She wondered if what he had just said to her was something good or if he was angry at her for crying.
“I’m sorry my lord.” She added. She sniffled, she was trying to hold in her tears but they started to pour out of her eyes again.
“Bella.” He said softly. He pulled out his wand, muttered a spell and a box of tissues landed on her lap. Bellatrix pulled her sleeve away and began whipping at her eyes with the tissues, muttering thank you in her attempt. Voldemort watched her for a few minutes and then after she had calmed down he spoke.
“We all know how you are feeling Bella.” He said calmly. She gave a shy nod.
“Losing a loved one right in front of you, is a hard thing even Lord Voldemort is sympathetic to you at this time.” Bellatrix looked up, she stared into his snake-like eyes and felt grateful but disappointed in herself for making such a big fuss about death. She had killed many people in her life and had enjoyed watching people sob over them. For the slightest second she felt sorry for them but then again she was doing it for him, for her master.
