Who Pays the Price

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Who Pays the Price: Part I

Bellatrix searches for a mysterious figure from her Azkiban days.

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It was a Saturday night and Jack's Tavern was all a-buzz.
Customers were buying brews faster than they could drink them. Talk
and laugher filled this arena of entertainment. The warm fireplace
abating this unusually chilly and rainy summer night. Two men were
sitting in a corner table, keeping far away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd.
One man, the older gentleman, spoke. "I still don't feel safe Zanks, "
Zanks downed his drink and spoke up. "There's nuttin to worry bout. The trick is ta blend in with the folk. The Dark Arts have many strengths but they have their limits. It's not well known, but those of the dark wizardry despise Muggles in more ways than one. A tavern full of them my friend?, well they would neva look in ere' I tells ya."
The older man looked around from table to table and noticed how far away the door was. " Umm...Zanks what if somethin did happen, we're all the way across the room, If someone did come we'd...."
"We'd be perfectly safe, Got an express pass from the ministry of magic just today." Zanks pointed to the fire.
"Floo Chute?"
"Of course my friend, I've told you, you are in good hands m' friend. Now hows bout a nice mug of ale?" Zanks signaled the barkeep. She served up two overflowing mugs of ale. "Besides even if the Muggles see us go into the fire, most are so far into the wind they'd think it was part of the buzz.....now drink up."
"TO HOGWARTS!!" They clanked the mugs.
For what seemed many happy moments the bar was alive and fun and cheery. Zanks kept drinking, and the older man still sat looking around, he wasn't sure but it looked like the lanterns and candles in the tavern were starting to fade, slowly, but all at the same time. Lower and lower the light got, finally after a few moments they all went out. Everyone in the tavern was lit by the only light source in the place, the fire.
"Zanks?" the older man said but realized with a green glow from the fire, that it was too late.
The glow lit the whole room and someone emerged from the flaming transport system. The traveler stood still while the fire died down, now only a faint green glow lit the figure. It was a woman, her hair an explosion from her face. her tattered black dress, cinched with a corset. A pair of intense eyes looked around the crowd, locked on to the two men.
Bellatrix Lestrange had found him, death was not far behind.

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Bellatrix Lestrange looked deep into the black cauldron, the thick viscus liquid coming to a boil. She threw in a skinny black leg, from a crow that died an unnatural death. Stirring the ingredients she took a deep breath and inhaled the concoction deep into her lungs. Ever since her first days at her old school Hogwarts, she enjoyed potions, the one before her was her favorite brew of all. Many times in her youth she was harassed by many of the other schoolmates, many not of the slitherin house were looked down upon. She felt no pity when she took her own form of revenge upon them.
This one potion, dubbed "the scarecrow" potion made it's drinker see sights of such horror that they'd be screaming for days upon days. Hearing the screams made all the days of hurt melt away. They said whatever your fear the potion would take and make real for you. She laughed when she saw hufflepuffs or ravenclaws or Griffindors run down the hall being chased by non-creatures. After awhile she began to drink it herself, facing her own fears to make her stronger than all those whom wanted to hurt her. Since those days she never went back, until now.
She took a last sniff to make sure the potion was just right, she didn't want to kill her prey, just make them do what she needed done.
Walking over to the table across the room she neared her subject. Strapped to the heavy black wooden table was the old man from the tavern. She took the cauldron and poured it's contents into a mug, swirling it around she took a taste and smiled, 'just the right amount of worm and dragon-ash in it' she thought to herself. She slapped the man in the face to get him to wake up. Her passus curse took effect fast but lasted pretty long.
"Wake up Sveddus, don't wanna miss the fun." She chimed.
"What......? Who.........? Where am...."
She cut him off.
"Questions you should no longer concern yourself over. The ONE question indeed you should be concerning yourself over is 'How long can I manage to live?' I guarantee that is a question most easily answered." She took the mug in hand and looked at it, then at him, then looked back at the brew. A deliciously evil smile crept across her face that sent chills up Sveddus' immobile spine.
"Not as long as you think!"

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"Drink it!"
Bellatrix held the mug up to Sveddus' mouth, however he did not abide by the death eater wishes. Several times she tried to forcefully pull his jaw open to get the brew down his throat. She would have used a spell to keep his mouth open but she wanted the satisfaction of physically getting him to drink it down.
She gave up her current effort and decided to approach the problem more simply. Calmly she placed her clawed fingers at his nose and clamped it shut. She saw the terror in his eyes, she knew eventually he'd be forced to open his mouth for a gasp of air. Time passed and his face turned blue, if he didn't open he'd die and as much as Bellatrix wanted to see this man dead, she needed him to live, just long enough. The fear in his eyes was Ecstasy to Bellatrix's' demented mind.
Finally Sveddus' will gave out and he gasped for a breath of air, Bellatrix quickly turned the mug on it's side and dumped it's contents into the mans mouth. He choked and sputtered it out. Bellatrix had enough and poured more in and held his mouth closed making him swallow the hallucinogenic concoction. He gagged some more and she eyed him slowly, she saw him swallow and celebrated with a cold laugh.
The black prison walls were narrow, closing in on you with their slick oily surface. The path to the cell door was long and cramped. You could barely walk back and forth before you go crazy, and in this place it didn't take long. Bellatrix Lestrange sat on the cold damp floor. The only clothing she was allowed was a long nightshirt, black and white stripes. She had no shoes, no jewelry, no wand nothing that could make her feel like the dark wizard she was. However there was one thing that reminded her of her dark wizard days before Azkiban, her dark mark tattoo. A symbol of such evil and such darkness, it represented the Death Eaters.
She stared at the symbol of power and control. She thought of the one person in this place called the world that could hold her dark heart at bay, Lord Voldamort.. Before she filled her mind of his essence there was a clatter at the cell door, the spell keeping her door closed, and the lock lifted. The figure in the blue robe was back again, flanked by two dementors as usual. Bellatrix looked up and echoed a deafening scream.
The screams penetrated the darkness, piercing through the old house. Surrounded by the sea on all sides there was no escape from this island. It was oddly ironic that the once Azkibaninan prisoner would choose this location for her residence.

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Sveddus contorted on the heavy wooden table, spitting up potion and screaming his head off. Bellatrix eyed at her prey, letting him see the demons she knew he was seeing. Several times he screamed 'Death Eaters', 'Dementors' and something about a giant 'black dragon'. She found it effective and more than a little fun to let her victim be tortured for awhile before she interrogated him for information.
Suddenly a new presence appeared in the room.
"Lord Voldamort!" Bellatrix exclaimed.
Bellatrix sprinted from the table over to her lord, she eyed him and bowed her head in a sign of respect. He returned the gesture by placing his hand gently under her chin and pointing her eyes to himself.
"Bellatrix my dear, it is good to see you. Since your escape from Azkiban you have been........scarce." He continued to eye her.
"I AM sorry m'lord it's been a....."
"It is no matter Bella, I have been busy devising a strategy against Harry Potter." His eyes wandered to the table.
"A new pet?" He asked.
"Of sorts." she answered.
"Of sorts?"
Bellatrix didn't answer his questioning, something made her stop the conversation where it was.
"Personal?" He asked.
She simply nodded, her eyes looking to the wall, avoiding contact with either Voldamort or Sveddus. Voldamort simply walked over to the cauldron and took a taste.
"Ahhh the scarecrow potion, I remember it well."
Finally Bellatrix snapped out of her daze and half smiled. "I've tried so many other potions my lord. This one gives me the most pleasure, getting information through his own fears is.......delscious."
Voldamort looked at Sveddus writing around the table, contorting to his own personal nightmare.
"What information are you attempting to retrieve?" Voldamort continued to pry Bellatrix as for the reason she was doing this.
She looked at Sveddus as well, her eyes lost somewhere else for a moment.
"He was at Azkiban, one of the higher ups. He knew someone I could never see but never get away from. An unknown figure that took delight in seeing me suffer and squirm. Someone that made the dementors seem like mere peons."
She looked lost again, she held her stomach. She swayed every so slightly to music that wasn't there.
"And......" Voldamort questioned.
"And I want to find that figure........and pay them back for 14 years of hell."

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Bellatrix slammed against the wall, her body felt on fire and the purple flames could not be brushed away. It felt like an eternity when her visitor came to 'visit'. Her usual treatment was pure and utter torture. The Dementors could suck your soul away, but the blue robed hooded figure seemed to delight in seeing Bellatrix suffer. One visit Bellatrix was frozen in a solid block of ice, giving limited air she fought and fought to get herself out of her frozen prison. Three days she remained in the block, screaming her head off.
This time she was doused in purple flame. It was a charm that kept the persons nerves on fire while keeping her clothes intact. She threw herself against the wall, rolled on the floor, anything to keep the flames off her. It never worked, no matter what she did, she remained on fire. She could see a face from under the hood but it was obscured by the flames and heat rising. She took a run at the figure and slammed straight into the bars of the cell. She stared at the figures eyes which gazed at her own eyes. Bellatrix could barely speak but uttered " I will get out of this prison and I will find you and I will kill you. but not before I rip your soul from your body," The figure threw her against the wall once more and left, leaving the Death Eater to contemplate her pain and revenge.
"WHO IS IT?!" Bellatrix screamed at Sveddus.
Sveddus screamed but did nothing to reply, he clamored after things not there. Bellatrix was getting impatient with this man, this supervisor of Azkiban. He controlled dementors, he controlled fates of Death Eaters like herself on the inside. But out here, in the middle of the ocean and trapped on her own personal prison, he had nothing and no one to turn to. She was the only one who could stop his pain and suffering.
He continued to scream and Bellatrix had had enough.
"Crucio!" A red light leaped from her wand and slammed into the screaming man.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" He thrashed around more and more, blood coming out of his ears.
Bellatrix grabbed her own hair and kept pulling and twisting, she had been at this for 4 hours now and she was losing. She was losing to an old wizard who spent his last years writing paper work and giving orders. Running to his side she screamed.
"WHO IS IT? YOU KNOW WHO I'M TALKING ABOUT. THE FIGURE IN THE BLUE CLOAK!"
She calmed down a little and whispered in his ear like a lover.
"Honey......please, just for me. If you tell me I'll stop the pain. I'll make it all go away. Just you and me, we'll be by the lake. Take a boat out to the island and just watch the sun set."
This seemed to calm down Sveddus, although he looked weary at the woman above him. He was past insanity now, he blew a fuse and was just zoned out. He wanted to go home and just rest and sit by the fire. What harm could it be, the ministry is looking for all the Death Eaters that broke out of Azkiban, she wouldn't make it far. Through a shuddering, sweaty murmur Sveddus gave up, losing the battle to hope to win the war.
"T-T-They.......are...........the....name.........is.........Nettie Neptune........une......"
He shuddered and started crying. He noticed how quiet it had gotten in the chamber. Only the howling of the wind and rain outside filled his ears. He looked to Bellatrix and she was frozen, dropped her wand and fell to her knees staring into space.
"N-N-Nettie..............Nep-tune?" Bellatrix looked lost.

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ooohh this is rather good, lol i like revenge ;D

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The breeze blew through the trees in the forest. This was no ordinary forest mind you. Many great and terrible things lived within it's confines. Centaurs, Vampires, Werewolves and the occasional giant spiders resided within this dark forest. It had gotten so dark and dangerous that they named this forest the "Forbidden Forest". That didn't seem to stop one young student from sitting under a giant tree and reading her books. Her bushy wind whipped hair looked like one of the many bushes surrounding the Hogwarts castle. Her intense eyes scanned the pages of her latest library acquisition 'potent potions and the possibilities'. Her black and green robes fluttered in the wind but her face remained stone as she read intently.
"BATTY BELLATRIX!!!" shouted someone from just beyond the edge of the forest, Laughter soon followed.
She had gotten used to this since her 2nd year at Hogwarts. For all the fun and excitement it contained, it also housed hundred's of students who's mission, apparently, was to make her feel more the loner than she already was. She always felt different and outcast. Many of the reasons stemmed from her parents who seemed to only want her to away from them as much as possible. She tried her best to make everyone happy, but it always seemed to backfire. Getting sorted into the Slytherin house was one of the few things that helped. Lucais Malfoy was one of her few friends but he was always hanging around the older boy, Tom, to have much time for her.
"Bellatrix?.......Bellatrix Lestrange?" A girls voice called.
She didn't know who it was and was suspicious of anyone calling out her name, it usually ended up with some charm that made her fat or sneeze for days or worse. She didn't answer, just looked past the trees to see who called her.
"Are you in here? I need to talk to you." The voice continued.
She didn't say a word, but was surprised that the girl was actually walking INTO the forest. Maybe they actually wanted to talk to her. The footsteps got closer and Bellatrix put her book down and grabbed her curved wand in her cloak.
"Ow damn branches, Ohhh there you are." The girl looked older, possibly a 5th or 6th year. Blue and black robes denoted house Ravenclaw.
"You ARE Bellatrix Lestrange right?" the Blond girl asked.
Bellatrix just stayed seated, wand at the ready, she never was very good with defensive spells but would rather be ready for whatever was coming. Slowly she nodded.
"Ooooook, well Mr. Gripen wants us to work together on a Defense Against The Dark Arts project." She smiled a little,
"......And?" Bellatrix finally spoke.
"Well I'd though we'd get a head start. I know not too many people seem to like you...." She looked sad for a moment.
"...but?" Bellatrix once again held her wand, but a little looser now.
"I don't think anyones given you a proper chance." The girl kept her eyes to the forest floor.
Bellatrix just looked up at her with dark eyes, her brow becoming less angry and more hopeful. A small smile crept across Bella's face and she finally spoke more than one word.
"W-whats the project?"
"Ohh I think it has something to do with dueling and deflecting objects. I'm not too good with defensive spells mind you, but I believe we can work it out between us. You read alot and well..........maybe we can help each other."
The girl offered her hand to Bellatrix, she eyed it suspect fully at first, but let her defenses down at last.
"Y-yeah that sounds like fun." She collected her books and they made their way to the castle.
"Ohh and by the way my names Nettie....Nettie Neptune."


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Objects slammed against the wall of the house, The body of Sveddus lay crumpled in the corner. Bellatrix set the curtains on fire, The chairs and tables and anything else not bolted down all swirled around her, shattered to pieces. She ran from the room yelling
"NETTIE!!"
She crashed though the basement where several Death Eaters were eating a meal. They looked stunned as Bellatrix stormed though the room, an almost visible fire followed her close behind. She threw cups off the tables, meals strewn all about. Most of the Death Eaters simply backed up out of her way, some were not fast enough. One must have not seen her and was caught up in her wake of anger. He got up to tried to get away but he was met by her fury.
"Avada Kedavra!" She yelled and he flew against the wall, stone dead.
"Stop now!" A familiar voice called out to her.
"Lucius !" She slowed down her rampage.
He came between her and yet another Death Eater. His cane in his right hand and mug of Cherry Wine in the other.
"Come this way Bellatrix and tell me of your worries."
They walked outside on the small shore surrounding the house. Lucius took a sip of wine while Bellatrtix looked out to the choppy dark sea before her.
"We have precious few Death Eaters left my dear, including yourself. Now I know you better than anyone here, and I know that look. You got that look right before you killed Sirrus Black. What is happening?"
She looked deep into the black sea, watching the waves rise and fall.
"Nettie Neptune." She said simply without looking at him.
He looked at her, knowing all too well what she was thinking. His worry showed on his face.
"Oh dear." He said with a note of concern.
"Oh dear........" she said vacantly.
"But I believed her to be dead." he commented.
"Apparently not dead enough." She snapped back.
"But how?"
"I do not know that answer, all I know is that an echo from the past tortured me in Azkiban." she looked angry again, boiling just under the surface.
"What do you require for your hunt, my dear?" He stated simply.
She looked out to the sea, then to the sky.
"My broom."
"It shall be done, my dear Bellatrix." He walked back to the house leaving her watching the waves, and feeling the wind pick up speed.

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Nettie and Bellatrix sat in Defense of the Dark Arts class, Mr. Gripen showing them the difference between repelling and defending.
"Repelling a dark art inevitable leads you to using the very same dark art that you yourself were trying to defend against. Defense of the Dark Arts leads you to a better place, and keeps you from Azkiban."
When Bellatrix heard Azkiban a sudden chill went down her back, like someone walking on her grave.
The bell rung and the class ended.
"Remember, revise chapters 7 through 9 and we'll do a debate on the differences between repelling and defending......."
Mr. Gripens voice trailed off as Bella and Nettie walked out of the class buzzing on about the upcoming quiddich match between Ravenclaw and Slytherin.
"Ravenclaw doesn't have a chance this year Nettie, their bludgenors have horrible aim" Bella argued.
"What?........Oh....c'mon Slytherin's chaser has no speed and even worse eyesight." Nettie laughed back.
"Well either way, looks like storm coming." Bella pointed out the window and both saw the black clouds gathering over the forbidden forest.
The lightning crackled and the wind howled, the riders were barely able to keep their balance. The match was rough and several players were already out of the match. Bellatrix and Nettie sat side by side, cheering each others teams on. A Ravenclaw bludgoner knocked a Slytherin player from his broom. Bella gasped and Nettie cheered. They gave a look to each other and laughed.
"Is he ok?" Bella wondered, with a wry smile.
"You like him don't you?" Nettie Asked.
"Akkara Rin?.........maybe. But I don't have a chance."
"Ohhh stop it Bella, you should ask him to a drink at the Three Broomsticks."
".........really?"
"Why not....you only live once."
Rin got back on his broom and looked Bella's way and smiled before he lifted off the ground and back to the match.

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The rain slicked her black and white hair, the torn dress fluttered in the rushing wind. Bellatrix rode her jet black scarred broom for the first time in 14 years. She usually preferred to use the floo chute or apparition, but she wanted to feel the wind at her face, the freedom she had outside Azkiban prison.
Voldamort told all the Death Eaters to lay low and build up their numbers and strength. He made an exception for Bella, he knew what had happened all those years ago.
Fire raged in her eyes and her heart beat faster than it ever had before. The beat increased as did her speed. The ground flew beneath her feet in a blur. She didn't know where exactly Nettie would be, she hadn't a clue as to where she was now. However she had some clue to where to find her, she'd be going back somewhere she'd never thought she'd see ever again.
Bella's broom landed on the wet mud, she looked before her and saw Hogsmeade below. Behind her lay the shrieking shack. Gripping her broom tight in her hand she went inside and planned her next move.

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"Go on....he won't bite, not unless you want him to?" Nettie joked.
Bellatrix laughed out loud in the grand hall and looked down at the table when the few people studying in there heard her outburst. A quiet 'batty' wafted through the mostly empty halls.
Akkara Rin joked around with a few of his friends at a headline in the Daily Prophet that read pranks annoy ministers of mysteries . Bellatrix got her nerve up and walked up to Rin.
"um mm Assaka.....ahhhh Akkara.....would you.....like......I mean .......I mean if your not busy.....would you like to go to......hogsmeade for a pint of......bitter.....BUTTER....beer?"
Akkara looked over Bella's shoulder for a second and then smiled a little. "Yeah....why not. Meet you at the three broomsticks. Say 4PM?"
Bellatrix smiled and squeaked then composed herself.
"Yeah.....sure 4PM." she walked off quicker than she came.
"Did you see that?" she asked Nettie.
"Bella that was AMAZING....I told you." Nettie cheerfully smiled.
Akkara looked over to the table to Nettie and she looked back and winked.
4PM came around and Bellatrix stopped in front of the Three Broomsticks and took a deep breath. She grabbed the handle and pushed into the tavern.
"Removis!!"

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Bellatrix stood at the entrance of the Three Broomsticks.
Looking into the window she saw it was closed. It was well past midnight and knew no one would be out and about in the town. "Reductius" She bellowed and the door fell to the ground. The tavern seemed empty but she felt a presence there. Slowly she crept across the wooden floor, creaking ever so slightly.
"Nettie Nettie Nettie........come out and play Neptune."
She heard some movement, from the left. No it came from the right. Or was it behind her? Someone was flashing through the tavern, too fast for anyone to see but not fast enough for her not to hear.
"Nettie please, stop playing these games" Bellatrix said with a tone of annoyance. She was pissed and wanted to end this.
"Stupify!" came the shout from the right. She twisted in the wind and repelled it, the caster defended it and it dissipated in a purple haze.
The voice wasn't female, it was the voice of someone she once knew, long ago the days of Hogwarts.
"Akkara Rin!" bella spat.
"Batty" he smiled wryly.
"Thats Bellatrix....they call me Death Eater now. You'd be best to learn that lesson quick, lest you die in ignorance." Bellatrix narrowed her eyes, focusing on her prey. She sought revenge, but never thought she'd get the chance to right TWO wrongs in one lifetime.
"Stop this pitiful attempt at revenge. Are you so petty that you never forgot the past, never went past it?"
"I have two rules.....well three actually" Lestrange started. "One, Never forget. Two Never forgive, and three.....what goes around...." She raised her wand level.
"Comes around.......... Destructo!" Her arched wand spat out jet black smoke making a line to Rin.

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"Removis!" shouted a dozen people in the tavern.
Without any chance to defend or repel Bellatrix's clothing flew off and disintegrated in a puff of orange smoke. Standing stark naked save for her arched wand Bellatrix Lestrange had been embarassed and humiliated in front of all of house Ravenclaw.
Quickly trying to cover as much of herself as she could she saw Nettie Neptune and Akkara Rin embrace and laugh at her.
"Seriously Batty, did you REALLY expect to have anyone even WANT to be your friend." Nettie teased, breaking the dark slytherin girl down.
"Why would ANY quiddich player waste his time on such a weird ugly screwed up little girl like you. You had this coming Batty, it's for your own good. People need to know their place. And yours is in that forest with all the other repelling creatures."
Bellatrix fell for a moment in tears while all onlookers laughed and pointed. The laughter got higher and higher, drowning out any other sounds. Slowly the laughter died down, but the faces looked as loud as before. All the sound rushed from the room and through tear soaked eyes she saw the simple minds behind the laughing faces. She started to realize this was as far as they were going to get in life. Stripping down a girl in a tavern, 30 to 1 was the only way they could win.
Slowly she stood up and moved her hands from her body, no longer trying to protect her shame. She held her wand at her side and stared at every one of those faces. She didn't know many of them, but knew Nettie, Akkana, and Frank Longbottom. She narrowed her eyes on them all. Slowly they began to stop laughing, some still snickered others looked down at the ground.
Bellatrix locked eyes with Nettie and walked up to her in her nakedness. She pressed her curved wand to Nettie's heart and spoke softly.
"One day......when you are warm and comfortable in your home. Sitting with your children and Akkana, reading them stories and tucking them in bed. I'll come creeping back into your life, sliding like the viper. I will slither into your bed, wrap myself around your throat and squeeze until your eyes pop and your blood boils to set free of my cold embrace."
Nettie stopped snickering and was froze with something like fear.
"I, Bellatrix Lestrange shall never forgive you for this, I shall not forget this in a thousand lifetimes. Just remember Neptune.........what goes around most certainly comes around."
She started out the door, still standing proud. She turned and shot back a look of intense madness.
"Good day!"



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Akkana Rin stood in the main room of the Three Broomsticks. There was something amiss about the way he stood, somewhat off balance. What was causing this is what Bellatrix Lestrange did to him. His entire right arm, from shoulder to hand exploded in a ball of white flame, charring to the bone and falling to the ground like ash from a fire.
"If I remember right Akkana, that WAS your seeker arm? no matter then, you had terrible aim anyways, never did catch a golden snitch did you?"
"You bitch!" he snarled.
"Speaking of, where is the little woman? at home baking cookies for your 4 fat little annoying child pests?" Bellatrix enjoyed saying that.
"They're looking for you, they'll find you, and I hope they kill you this time. No prison time, I think you liked Azkiban anyways."
"Well your little trollop, it seems, made my visit there that much more interesting. See Akkana, before she showed up I could deal with the screams, the shouts, the endless insane ramblings of the cellmates on my level. In fact it had a nice ring to it. I added to the chorus and dared the dementors to steal my mind, I figured it would make THEM mad. Or as you all used to say.......BATTY?"
She flicked her wand "Crucio!" Rin flew over the bar into the mirror behind, shattering it to pieces on the floor below. He twisted in pain and fear.
"You see Nettie set me free in that hole. Before her little visits I was settling in. I was waiting for my master to come. I knew he had to take his time and seeing as I was one of the few who survived and was in that place, I know he'd be back for me. He always was. Do you know who found me just outside here all those years ago? Who found me naked and didn't laugh or snicker or joke?"
Rin spurted a barely audible "who?"
"Lord Voldamort!" She shouted with a voice from deep within Azkiban. Spitting on him in the process.
"When I finally found out it was Nettie who was torturing me all those years I knew I had to come back. I knew I had to revisit my past in order to set my future in motion."
Still in pain from the crucio curse "And what future is that.....batty?"
She stepped on his good hand, crushing it with her sharp booted heel.
"My future is to kill ail those whom resist the future my master is planning. I already know you are one of those who'd try to stop it. I don't need permission from him to wipe you from this existence, I'm just enjoying this as much as I can before I send you on a one way trip. Ohh and if you see the Frank Longbottom please ask if he still thinks that day was funny, he'll know what I mean."
"Go to hell......they will find you and ...." Before he could finish Bellatrix snapped her wand "Avada Kedavra!" A sharp wisp of green flame leaped from her wand and slapped Rin in the chest. He looked at her and she smiled and spat. "One down, one to go" and he was gone.
Bella stood up and looked around.
"Now if I was a cruel Ravenclaw wench where would I hide?"

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Tom Riddle held Bellatrix Lestrange in his arms, his cloak wrapped around her once naked body. Her crying all but stopped, her eyes went from red to almost black. She kept muttering something under her breath. All Tom could say was "I know"
Lucius Malfoy sat on a step at Hogwarts looking at them.
"Is she OK?" he asked.
"Ravenclaw, Neptune, Rin" was all Bellatrix said.
Riddle looked at Lucius and said "We'll get them Bella."
She threw Riddle off her and jabbed her wand into Lucius' throat.
"Either one of you even thinks it, you'll wish you were dead......Neptune's mine."


Bellatrix sat in her cell in Azkiban, staring at her forearm. She knew when Voldamort came the serpent and the skull would once again appear, jet black.
She looked out the window from her narrow cell and heard the wind pick up, purple lightning flashed outside.
She thought her hooded torturer was back but felt it rather than saw it. The rippling on her skin, the burn of the tattoo once again searing sharp pain into her skin. The skull and serpent were back.......HE was back.
The outside exploded and she screamed in joy. Only one thing came to her mind when the rubble fell from the sky and opened her way.
"Revenge."

She was almost there, creeping up the stairway. She knew Nettie was here, she could feel her. She sensed her fear and felt her regret. But they both knew it was too late. The end was walking up those stairs, The end of the past and the beginning of the future.
The door opened for Bellatrix and she saw her standing there in her blue lined Ravenclaw robes.
"Sent Rin to do your dirty work for you again did ya? Some things never change." Bella joked.
"He went of his own free will. We heard about the break out at Azkiban and he's know you'd look for me. We decided to spare innocents to try to stop you." Nettie flatly spoke.
"How dare you speak of innocents!" Bellatrix bellowed from the depths of her anger. "You set me on this path you half-blood harlot. If it weren't for you and your precious click we may very well be sitting watching the world cup together right now."
"Batty you idiot we were young, you were an easy target. Can't you look past that day?"
"That day has guided my very PURPOSE in life. If I had to use a sthingy and a stick to get out of Azkiban to get my hands around your throat I would. Your torture of me in there only solidified my resolve after I got out. I forgot you until that Sveddus swine spat your name out. He knew, you knew and now you lecture me on forgiveness?"
"Bella.........you KILLED people in the war."
"I don't plan on stopping there. I got released from Azkiban because my master has need of my skills. In time I shall make the war then seem like ballroom dance compared to what I have planned. Rin was practice, you are my first kill I will savor. I suggest you prepare for combat, I don't plan on you dying quickly. I want to pay you back for 20 years of suffering"