The Chaos Within (A Bellatrix Fanfiction)

The Dark Mark

2 Weeks Later

'Erin, the Dark Lord is making a visit this afternoon to check up on your progress.' Lucius told me, as he swept through the lounge area. 

'Okay,' I nodded, sighing internally. Me and Draco were going to have a duelling session in the back garden, but clearly that wasn't going to happen now. 

'You might want to go and smarten yourself up.' Lucius prompted. 'Maybe put on your new Death Eater uniform.' 

'Right, of course.' I nodded, getting up and heading to my bedroom. I was slightly confused though. I had received my own Death Eater uniforms from Narcissa that she'd ordered in from a French retailer and had altered them herself to suit my style more. I had a set of 5 outfits and they were all in black and very me. I loved them, they made me feel more part of the gang. Narcissa had told me only to wear them on official Death Eater business, once I'd been initiated into the group, for example when I was running errands for the Dark Lord. 

I entered, my bedroom, opening my wardrobe and selected my favourite black top and skinny jeans with stud detail, a belt and a cape. I added black arm protection sleeves with in built protego charms (a genius idea from Narcissa, for blocking spells when I was too busy shooting spells at my opponent). I fixed my wand holster on, putting my wand in it. I finished off the look with some black knee boots and tied my dark auburn hair into a couple of French braids, securing them at the back with pins. I put on some natural makeup, aside from my eyes, for which I did a dark smoky eye. 

I was soon and once I was satisfied with my look, I headed downstairs; Narcissa and Lucius were waiting in the lounge area. Draco walked in from the dining room. He looked surprised when he saw me. 'Erin, you look great.' 

'Thanks.' I grinned. 

In less than five minutes, the Dark Lord came striding in, with Bellatrix and... my dad. 

Bellatrix winked at me as she passed. I smiled, looking at the floor. The past couple of weeks, every time I'd seen her, she'd dragged me off somewhere private so we could make out. I really liked her, despite the fact that she was raving psychopath. 

'Erin Travers.' The Dark Lord addressed me. 

'Dark Lord.' I said, bowing my head subserviently. 

'You've been training for 4 and a half weeks now and have become quite adept in your skills and lethalness.' He said softly. 'Now for the final test.' 

'Final test?' I repeated nervously. Lucius hadn't warned me about this. 

'Yes, to test if you let silly emotions get in the way.' He explained. 'To be a Death Eater you need to be completely loyal to me and not let distractions or ridiculous interpersonal issues get in the way of your duties.' 

'Okay.' I nodded. Whatever he did, I was sure I could handle it. 

'I want you to use the Cruciatus curse on your dear father, here.' He gestured to my father, who's expression was unreadable. 

'Oh, uh-' 

The Dark Lord noticed my hesitation. 'Come on Erin, surely you're angry at your father for abandoning you to spend time in Azkaban instead? And for angering me to point I had to drag you away from your very important education?' 

'Yes, I suppose I am.' I shrugged. 'I mean, I'm now honoured to join your ranks, Dark Lord. There could be no higher honour.' 

'Thank you Erin. Now...' He gestured to my father. Bellatrix let out an excited cackle. 

I turned to my father with an apologetic look. 

'It's okay, Erin, I forgive you. You have to do what you have to do.' My dad said.